He’s not the only one who knows what he’s doing. He flicks my nose. Ow! I obey, slowly rotating, naked in the confined space, I sit on my heels facing away from him, unable to imagine where this is going. I pause. So fucking hot. Take what you want. It turns over and unfolds, that demanding palm again. He hired me three weeks ago. A flick on my nose. He smiles bemused, scooting back in nonchalantly . I kiss him again, his palm again. So I’m sitting under his desk. He wants me to suck him off. The sight of his blue-jeans as he sits down. I obey, slowly rotating, naked in the confined space, I sit on my heels facing away from him, unable to imagine where this is going. He knows what he looks like — how cool he is. I pause, confused, and posture up again, this time getting so far as to kiss the bottom of his lovely hard-on.
