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Her existence, her purpose, at my home was simple, more than she probably realized. I intended to make sure that her focus was on pleasing me, on making me happy, and eventually, giving me pleasure. I couldn’t help but look at the swell of her hip as she lay there, and replayed in my mind that gorgeous ass revealed to me as I’d peeled those yoga pants down and come on her, marking her flesh as mine. I wanted to do so much more than that to her, but it wasn’t quite time for it.
That time was coming very soon though.
I stepped into the kitchen, still watching her, and opened the fridge, retrieving a bottle of water. Normally, I would have probably grabbed a beer, perhaps made a drink. But it was too early, and what I had planned required me to have a clear head. I’d enjoy it more if I did anyway. I moved closer to her until I was standing almost directly behind her, and she seemed to sense me, glancing back over her shoulder, clearly nervous.
“No, as you were. I want to look at you.” My cock twitched at the way she instantly looked back at what she was doing, obeying my simple barely muttered command as if that had become almost normal for her.
If it hadn’t yet, then I wanted it to be, the sooner the better. I longed to touch her, to take those pants down, to strip off that shirt to have her entirely bared to me, surrendered to my lust, a vessel whose existence was solely focused on pleasing me.
“When you’re done in here, I want you to come see me in my office.”
Her voice was tight, a note of almost fright in it that I was ashamed to admit I found exciting, something that had my cock already getting hard. “I… okay, I shouldn’t be long here. Do you want anything? I’m not a very good cook, unfortunately, but I can make you some eggs or something.”
I reached out, playing with the ends of her hair, her breath catching when she realized what I was doing. But she made no move at all to stop me, and if anything she seemed to lean ever so slightly toward my touch.
I thrilled to it.
“Nothing for me, Lola.” I drew a step closer, reveling in the fresh, fruity note of her perfume. “My appetite today is for something other than food.”
“Oh… oh, myGod,” she whispered. She cleared her throat, raising her voice slightly. “Yes, sir.”
I turned, heading back out of the kitchen, loving the sound of those two words on her lips. “See you in a few minutes, Lola.”
* * *
Lola
I knocked on his door, finding it halfway open, my heart pounding like a frightened animal in my chest. I didn’t know why I was so keyed up, but there had been so much tension in the kitchen when he came in to see me.
He looked mouthwatering as he’d stood behind me in nothing but warm-ups and a dark T-shirt. His beard was thicker now, dark, yet generously frosted at the chin with gray, as if he’d neglected shaving at all during his trip. While I was standing there at the stove, cooking, I had the insane urge to turn around and touch that stubble, and try not to imagine what that rasp of his facial hair would feel like against my inner thighs.
Jesus Christ, Lola! Down, girl!
He was sitting behind his desk, tapping out something on his keyboard, the two massive monitors almost like a wall before him.
“Close the door behind you, girl,” he muttered, his eyes not leaving the screen as he continued to type.
I shut the door, pushing against it with my ass, leaning on it for a moment, willing myself to have the courage to go through with… whatever it was that was about to happen here.
Finally, his gaze flicked over to me, and once again he had that preternatural, almost predatory gleam in his eye. It unsettled me and excited me all at once. I wondered if he knew he had that effect, that simply looking up on a young girl like me had her tummy flipping, her mouth going dry. I hoped he didn’t, because it would make him even more dangerous.
“Come over here, Lola.” He beckoned with a finger. As I walked around to his side of the desk, he swung his chair toward me, his legs spread casually. His gaze locked upon mine as he leaned forward slightly, reaching down to one of the lower drawers at the right of his chair. He drew it open, extracting a package wrapped in plain brown paper. He held it up to me. “This is for you.” He didn’t smile, in fact, his lips didn’t even quirk. It didn’t seem like it was a gift.
“What’s this?”
He gave me a slow nod. “Your uniform finally came in. I want you to put it on.”
I took the package from his hands, my heart beating even faster now. I didn’t know what to expect, exactly, but Iwaskind of excited to see what it looked like. Even though I knew it was likely to be slutty. “Thank you, sir. I’ll go get changed right now.”
“No. You’ll do it right here.”
My mouth instantly went dry as a desert. “Uh, I don’t understand, sir. It won’t take me but a minute to do…”
He shook his head. “I need to see how it looks on you. Do as you’re told.”
“Yes… yes, sir.” My fingers shook horribly as I tore the packaging open. My jaw practically hit the floor when I saw what was inside the box. The first thing I noticed was that there was hardly anything there. And there was almost as much lingerie as there was what I guessed was a degrading mockery of a ‘uniform.’
He sat back in his chair, the bearings creaking slightly as he did, his hands gripping both of the polished wood armrests. “Go on, get on with it.”
