I sat down with my laptop in bed to write. there are moments in our life when we don't have the necessary mood to compose, no matter how much the ideas run in our head. I go through such a moment and then I keep looking for places to relax so I can write. in bed, in the dressing room, on the terrace, in the hammock. anywhere to have a little inner peace.
I walked down a long corridor with royal blue walls; with ambient lights in the floor. It was long and cold, just like my legs in this skirt with no panties on. how idiotic to go to an interview without panties. I left in a hurry. a single scarlet door at the end of the hall. I didn't even touch it well with my fist because it opened up. I heard a loud voice from beyond.
- come in, i was waiting for you.
it was just him with his back to the door. he motioned for me to sit down. he was doing something on his laptop.
Inked men
i just waited for him to finish and could watch him clearly. he was dressed well and impeccably and smelled insane. he was also tattooed and that made me unable to keep my legs together. exactly today on skirt without panty day. he got up from the desk, approached me, put a hand on the handle of the chair and slightly bent down, looking into my eyes, he said:
-you must be my future assistant, I suppose..
- I think it's a mistake, I applied for the job of manager.
- that is, for my job.
he said this, laughing heartily.
I felt offended and got up from the chair to leave.
-Sit down!
-we will spend the next 30 minutes together, even if it means we both look at the walls.
I didn't sit down. I went to the window and stood with my back to him, looking out the window.
- you are very disobedient.
- your feet will soon hurt from the heels.
-if I look closely at you, you are really a good secretary.
- it's just that I'm used to everyone around me being obedient, obeying me. one way or another you will too.
- you see, when you entered that door you became mine without wanting to, you can't choose not to be mine anymore. only I can choose not to want you.
- but I want you precisely because you don't want me. that's what fascinates me about you.
-Sit down!
(This post was last modified: 10-10-2024, 01:52 PM by claratp.)
I walked down a long corridor with royal blue walls; with ambient lights in the floor. It was long and cold, just like my legs in this skirt with no panties on. how idiotic to go to an interview without panties. I left in a hurry. a single scarlet door at the end of the hall. I didn't even touch it well with my fist because it opened up. I heard a loud voice from beyond.
- come in, i was waiting for you.
it was just him with his back to the door. he motioned for me to sit down. he was doing something on his laptop.
Inked men
i just waited for him to finish and could watch him clearly. he was dressed well and impeccably and smelled insane. he was also tattooed and that made me unable to keep my legs together. exactly today on skirt without panty day. he got up from the desk, approached me, put a hand on the handle of the chair and slightly bent down, looking into my eyes, he said:
-you must be my future assistant, I suppose..
- I think it's a mistake, I applied for the job of manager.
- that is, for my job.
he said this, laughing heartily.
I felt offended and got up from the chair to leave.
-Sit down!
-we will spend the next 30 minutes together, even if it means we both look at the walls.
I didn't sit down. I went to the window and stood with my back to him, looking out the window.
- you are very disobedient.
- your feet will soon hurt from the heels.
-if I look closely at you, you are really a good secretary.
- it's just that I'm used to everyone around me being obedient, obeying me. one way or another you will too.
- you see, when you entered that door you became mine without wanting to, you can't choose not to be mine anymore. only I can choose not to want you.
- but I want you precisely because you don't want me. that's what fascinates me about you.
-Sit down!