“Sir, I don’t think this is appropriate.”
Though, for some reason, I didn’t want him to stop. Not a specific reason per se. If you've been following through, you'd know I'm a sucker for older men.
He undid the next button.
“Mr. Simeon, I do-don’t think …” I couldn’t even finish my sentence as he undid all the buttons on my shirt.
Leaving me in a black bra and a skirt, he walked around his desk and sat in his chair, those devil eyes fixed on me. “Take off your clothes.”
“Sir, I can’t. It-it’s not right.”
“I said, take them off. Now.”
If I wanted to please the boss and keep this job …When I unclipped my bra, my breasts fell out of it with ease and bounced slightly in front of him. I pushed my skirt down and crossed my arms over my chest to hide my body from him.
He gazed down at my
