My Boss's plaything

Hannah Kind sat in her bedroom, thinking about what happened today. Her boss, Mr. Florian...

_"Lyle." _She thought to herself. "No! We don't have that kind of relationship!" Again, her mind kept replaying that one scene, earlier in the day...

"Back from vacation, Hannah?" A new hire at the store, asked.

"I don't think you can call it a vacation when Florian only gave me four days off. "

"You're lucky you even get four days off. Florian whines and cries every time one of us takes a sick day!"

"We talking shit on Florian?" Amanda McClane, Hannah's friend from college, asked, having just punched in. "Hannah's Assistant Manager, so her wages are fine. but us? The second I find a better job, I'm out of here."

And up until customers showed up, it kept going on and on like that, from what Hannah remembered.

"I should probably tell one of my co-workers what happened! But..." She trailed off. "I don't know..."

While everyone else got to working, Hannah first decided to first head to her office. One of the few perks of being assistant manager. The downside was that she shared it with...

"There's my girl!" Mr. Florian yelled from his office chair. Thinking back on him now, Hannah realizes that he's not at all the type she would fantasize about. He's not particularly attractive, smart, or funny. "You have a good vacation?"

"Oh it was nice, but you know I'm just dying to get back to work." She chuckled sarcastically from her locker.

"Good! Cause it's been a mess without you."

"You have a hard time wrangling the girls without me? I got the magic touch?"

"Something like that." He laughed as he got up and walked across the room. "Plus our sales have been down too, the customers have missed that sweet ass of yours."

SMACK!

Mr. Florian delivered a powerful slap to Hannah's ass. Even hours later, the sound still stuck in her head.

She instantly froze, face turned bright red, burning up and full of shock. Mr. Florian kept whistling on his way out of the office like nothing had happened, but not before getting a look at Hannah's face. With a little smirk, he walked out to the sales floor.

"I don't know how long I stood there before I went back to the work. My mind has been racing all day. Did he really just do that? Did I really just take it? Did I get fucking wet from it?"

She picked up her phone and started to type Amanda's number, before putting it down. "I need to speak to Lyle in person."