Meghan has something to say

When you arrive at work Meghan is already there. She looks up as you approach, smiling but with a hint of doubt in her eyes.

"Good Morning Mr Chandler," she greets you, ducking her head in a brief gesture of submission. "I'll get your coffee right away Sir."

You nod at her, heading into your office. You've barely got seated when she returns with coffee, placing it carefully on your desk. She stands looking at you,waiting for instructions. She looks gorgeous, wearing a very tight red dress that hugs her petite body like a glove. Her hair is in a tight bun again, exposing the delicate lines of her neck.

"You had a few messages this morning, Sir. I put them on your desk. Will there be anything else?"

"Not right now Meghan," you say, frankly staring at her. "You look very pretty this morning."

"Thank you Sir, I try to look pretty for you. I want to please you Sir," she answers, the faintest tremble in her mouth and chin.

"Is something wrong, Meghan?"

She bites her lips nervously. "It's just that last night...when you took Amanda... you...you used her. And didn't...didn't...didn't use me." She twines her fingers together anxiously, staring into your face.

"And?"

"And I want to please you so much, Sir. I want to please you any way that you want. And you don't take me... You took her...you took Amanda. Took her, and took her and took her...." she's shuddering, close to tears.

"Go and shut the door Meghan." Her face brightens and she sways back to the door to obey, giving you a sexy, happy glance over her shoulder as she walks.