Armand's Assistant

Wednesday

7:30 AM

 Time was running out. Armand has made it clear what he wants, and it was up to me to deliver or put a stop to it and fast. The problem was I wasn’t sure I wanted to put a stop to it and from my performance or lack of performance in his office the day before; something was going to happen and soon. How soon, of course, depended heavily on what I allowed I thought examining myself in the full-length mirror in my bedroom. Today’s outfit, like all others, comprises of a skirt, black, mid-thigh. A light blue low-cut blouse: exposing amble swollen breast, black bolero jacket, nude thigh high stockings, and finally four-inch heel black heels, yes I thought something was going to happen. Oh and of course just as instructed, no panties, this was a first for me, and the funny thing was I didn’t feel uncomfortable but instead turn on knowing that underneath all my clothes, there was one part of me completely exposed.

An envelope with my name awaited me at the office when I arrived. Inside the envelope was a note, read: out of the office for the rest of the day. Sign: Armand Calderon followed closely by a PS. Did you remember and a smiley face at the end? I didn’t know whether to feel relieved or disappointed that Armand wasn’t going to be in the office all day. I replace the note in the envelope, found the nearest shredder, inserted the enveloped and push the start button after all; Armand Calderon is my boss, not to mention the fact that he is a married man, can’t leave evidence around.

4: 45 PM

The phone rang

“Calderon and Associate, may I help you” I answered

“It’s me. How are you?”

“I’m fine, Mr. Calderon. What can I do for you?” I asked, trying my best not to sound disappointed that he hadn’t been at the office today.

“Missed me.”

“No”

“Liar…”

“Is there something I can do for you, sir?” I snapped

“My office” he ordered

“Excuse me…” I asked confused 

“Go inside my office and turn on my computer, I need you to email me a file. I’ll call back in five minutes…” He said firmly

“Mr. Calderon…” I began, but the line was already dead, he was gone. Slowly I stood, walked into his large office, closing the door securely behind me, not sure why, as Mr. Calderon’s assistant, no one would question why I was in his office. Still, it was just something I had to do. The chair behind his desk was huge and much firmer than what it looked, I realized once seated behind his desk.  I pressed the “on” button on his desktop and waited for the computer to start up. A short while later, I stared blankly at the blue screen begging for a password but not just any his password. “s**t,” I cursed softly. I didn’t have it, now what, wait on his call, what other choice did I have, I lean back in his chair. I didn’t have to wait long, seconds later the phone rang 

“Calderon…” I began 

“Drop it,” he interrupted, “just listen and do as I say.”

“Alright…”

“Good...first, the password.”

I held the receiver next to my ears as my fingers moving with assurance as he uttered the password. “I’m in” I told him then waited for the next set of instructions, strange I thought remembering that I had set up an account for him a few months ago that would allow him to access his computer from another, ‘why wasn’t he using it’ I wondered, what was he up to.

“Good, now open the webcam and tilt the monitor down.”

“I’m sorry, repeat that…” I asked not sure I had heard him correctly 

“Tilt the monitor down slightly and move back, Jade.”

“Sir, I believe you said you needed a file.” Jade question 

“I know what I said…no need to remind.” He replied firmly

“What file do you need sir or was that a lie.”

 “So I lied, now do as I said just tilt the Monitor Jade.” 

 “Why” Of course the bastard was up to his old tricks “my face isn’t that low.”

“It’s not your face I want to see right now.”

“Mr. Calderon this isn’t the time or place…” I began only to be cut off

“You closed the door, didn’t you?”

“Yes, but…”

“Jade just do it.”

“Fine,” I mumbled, reaching out to adjust the monitor. What the hell, it wasn’t like he was in the room with me, what can he do, he can’t touch me I thought, tilting the computer monitor downward until I heard him say stop, 

“Push back the chair” I did until again he said stop.

“Now what,” I asked holding the receiver close to my ear

“Did you?”

“Did I what?”

“Don’t tease, you know what I mean, did you do it?”

“No,” I snapped too fast.  I could hear Calderon laughing in the background. Damn.

“You are not a very good liar Ms. Morgan; I’m going have to teach you to lie, of course, you did it…   you are very good at following instructions, and I like that very much.”

I squeeze my legs together tightly, feeling the flow of moisture escaping me, damn, this is not good, I thought, he wasn’t even touching me this time, and my body was already on fire  “Sir...”

 “Don’t… spoil the moment relax, live a little, let yourself go, open your legs, Jade do it, do it for me, Jade.” He pressed on, his words softly caressing my soul.

Relax; I repeated the word over and over in my head as I slowly raise the edge of my skirt, up until my smooth shaved mount was visible. 

“Very good…wider Jade…open your legs wider.” He instructed a low voice.

And I did and almost dropped the receiver as the throbbing sensation intensified releasing a flow of hot liquid.

“Was that so hard, Ms. Morgan.”

It was then that I realized that he was watching me via the webcam, seeing that part of me that I had dreamt he had f****d so many times. I could feel his hand moving up my legs, inside my inner tights, moving closer and closer.

“I want to touch you, Jade, feel your moisture between my fingers, taste your sweet juices… do it, Jade, do it for me.”

“Yes…yes…touch me,” I heard myself whisper... “I want it; I want to feel your hands between my legs, spreading my p***y, and your tongue sliding over and over…hmmm yes, I want it.” 

“Soon, my sweet, very soon, wider…open your legs wider Jade I want to see you c*m, will you do that for me, Jade cum.”

I did, pushing my legs apart until they touched the chair armrest, I leaned all the way lean back, thankful for the high heels that help raise my feet to a comfortable level,

‘Speaker,’ he shouted, “hit the speaker button, Jade.”

Dropping the receiver carelessly to the floor, I hit the red button on the phone base. “c*m with me…” I heard him say, his voice rough and deep “c*m with me.”

 I spread the swollen lips of my wet p***y apart.  I closed my eyes and pushed one finger then two fingers inside my moist throbbing center. I felt good. Then slowly I began to rock my hips back and forth f*****g myself, riding my fingers, pushing myself closer to the edge, not caring that Calderon was watching, harder and harder, faster and faster until the world exploded into millions of fragments as I rode the wave of my orgasm, closing my legs together tightly, trapping my hand between them. Fighting to breathe through the intense sensation rippling through my body

“Next time, it will be my c**k f*****g you.”

“Yes” 

“Good, it’s a date.”

‘Wait,” but he was already gone, perfect, I thought, looking down at myself…  “ just f*****g perfect. I was a complete mess.”

A dozen red roses sat in front of my apartment door when I got home. The card attached read thanks for the show, can’t wait for our first date. The possibilities I thought of opening the door, yes, the possibilities were becoming realities.