Your Secretary

The door opens fully and in walks Miss Sloan, your personal secretary. Her eyes are big and her jaw is dropped open, she almost screams when the door bangs shut behind her.

"Oh my God, Ashley, I mean Miss Sloan!" you say in shock.

"John, Doe, I don't know what to say. This is so unprofessional, yet so arousing," she says quietly.

Doe climbs off your lap and quickly fixes her clothes. She looks back at you and smiles, "I was just leaving," she announces. Ashley doesn't move from her spot as she watches Doe leave your office.

"So Miss Sloan, what can I do for you?" you ask after zipping up your pants.

"I was going to ask if you wanted me to bring in your next appointment, but there is something else you can do for me. Considering what I just saw... I feel like this has opened a door for me. I'll have to thank your friend, Doe later," she says.

At first you're not sure what she means but it becomes very clear when she begins to walk towards you. Her small fingers fumbling with the buttons on her shirt. Ashley is very attractive and that was partly your reason for giving her the job six months ago. She is a petite red head. She can't be any taller than 5 feet and definitely doesn't weigh more than 100 lbs. She is 19 and a college student at the local campus. She has been your intern since the students returned to school in the fall.

The school girl pulls open her top revealing a black lace bra, behind it a small but perky set of breasts. She drops her shirt to the floor as she moves closer to your desk. She makes her way around the side, you spin your chair following her as she moves. Finally she stands only inches away from you as she slowly lowers her skirt. Under the gray mini skirt are the panties to match the bra. They are silk thongs and run high on her slim thighs. She steps away from the skirt and kicks it to the side. She climbs on to your desk and is in front of you on all fours.

"Let me ask you again, what can I do for you?" you ask teasingly.