He's smitten

"Oh My God!" he whispered hoarsely as his eyes devoured her. "You...you look...incredible."

"Thank you sir," Brenda answered meekly, twisting one toe on the floor as she looked at him shyly.

"Oh My God!" he whispered again, an obvious tent forming in his pants. Brenda smiled and came a few steps closer. Mr. Royce's eyes were wide and excited, as though he couldn't believe what was happening.

"What did you want to see me about Sir?" she purred, moving closer, enjoying the rush of excited warmth in her body. "I hope I'm not in trouble." She felt very powerful suddenly, even as she acted the shy schoolgirl. Mr. Royce was so entranced by the sight of her that she felt a huge surge of confidence. He looked at her with his mouth slightly open, as though trying to make up his mind what to say. Brenda came a few steps closer, then stood submissively in front of him, looking anxiously at him and clasping her hands in front of her.

When he didn't respond, seemingly tongue tied, Brenda bit her lip and looked at him, making her eyes wide and doe like. "Have I been a bad girl Mr. Royce? I try to be good, but it's so hard. Are you going to....to punish me?" she added, letting her voice quaver slightly "I'll do anything to make it up to you...whatever I've done...anything at all Sir....Just anything..."