talk to her

He thought how he was reduced to rubbing one off all the time. It shouldnt have to be like this. He was the manager he thought, and he can do and have what ever he wants. Who does she think she is wearing those tight low cut shirts and those tight jeans. Everytime she walks by her ass shake and her tits bounce and even her nipples poke through those shirts.
What he wouldnt give to be sucking on those big brown nipples, or watching her ass shake when he fucks her from behind.
"Angela please call the office" He pages her and can't help but smile tonight he is finally going to do something about her.

The phone rings "You called me sir?"

"Yes, Angela I need you to stay a little late after closing, one of the girls went home sick and I need someone to stay and help lock up the money"

"Um, okay I guess I have ****, you are the boss."