"You had no right to undress me!" I exclaimed when I could finally speak again. He had no right to even take me to that hotel in the first place even if I was drunk. He could've taken advantage of my condition but luckily he didn't. That didn't mean he couldn't have. . . . .
"Can't I?" He smirked "you're my assistant, I have every right"
"What?" I couldn't believe what he just said.
"Besides," he continued, his eyes lowering to my chest "you were a sight worth seeing"
My first instinct was to slap him for being such a pervert without shame but I didn't. It felt good. No,no,no! I wanted to slap myself right there and then. How could what he just said make me feel good about myself!
Slowly, I forced my gaze down from his before saying "you had no right to do that" where did my fire sudd
