It’s late in the day and we’re the last two people in the office. We are working our butts off to get a proposal out to a potential client who could make out whole year.

You look at your watch, notice the time and stand up. You walk to my office and pop your head in. “I’ve been here 12 hours. I’ve got to go home. Can you finish the last couple pages, print it and leave it on my desk?”

“Definitely. It’s actually printing now if you want to wait and take it with you?”

“My brain is fried for the day. I’ll just look tomorrow. Have a good night!”

I hear you head down the hall and watch the printer spit out the last few pages.

I pick up the printed deck and take it into your office and set it on your desk. I notice your seat pushed away from the desk, and smell the faint hint of your perfume in the air.

Walking around behind your desk, I slowly kneel and put my nose right down on the seat of your chair. I breathe deeply.

The scent is your perfume but also something muskier and heavier. It’s intoxicating.

My mouth starts watering and I think about you. How good you looked today. The way that you’re always in command of every room you walk into.

You’re an absolutely perfect boss bitch and all I want is to be your perfect…employee.

And that’s when I hear, “What the fuck are you DOING???”

I’d love to play out a scene where I am your direct report at work and you’ve found me sniffing your chair at work, clearly aroused.

What happens next? Do you take advantage? Blackmail me? Report me to HR?

I’m happy to play this as a one off scene or to develop a longer story diving into what happened before, what the ongoing effects of this are, and how it develops.

I prefer messages to chats for stories, but am open to either way you want to go when we develop the story and the characters.