I'm kinda drunk at this party my Boss decided to organise for us.
I'd lie if I'd say I don't feel pretty good because everybody's looking at me. I'm actually wearing those typical office clothes that for me, at least, have become almost fetishiez.
That perfect silk elegant shirt.
That pencil skirt.
Those killer heels.
I've been wearing office clothes for years and somehow they seem to match my personality well. I'm demanding and strict, yet still one elegant Lady.
In a weird urge I have I approach my boss that was sitting at the end of that table and touch the girl that was near him. She's wearing leather pants and my hand reaches way up to her thighs as I smile at him and ask him if he's enjoying himself.
He's tensed and shocked. He so wants to fuck the girl near him and here I am touching her without her permission like she's a puppet.
I'm playing with the both of them.
''Yes. S. I am having a good time,I would feel even better tho if you'd join me closer and come sit nearby me tho.
-I'm afraid that's not gonna happen. Enjoy yourselves.
And I leave. They're both staring at me. Yes I am amused. He's trying to fuck her but he's too shy to ask. She just got wet cause I touched her and is looking at me with lost eyes. And Him.. well he's been acting submissive towards me ever since the first day he met me.
At one point he even called me ''Devil'' for everything I did to him and to all the men working there without ever touching any of them.
Just by being there and smilling at them.
It's been a horrible month for him having to train us and see me every single day asking him ''Oh,please,teach me.''
Each time during his presentation I'd notice him pausing and staring at me while I was busy ignoring his presentation as well as himself.
He knew and sensed I eat men alive so he kept his distance but some gestures always slipped, like seeing him run to push my chair for me to sit, him carrying my bags, him casually telling me that he'd do anything in his power to help me with whatever problem I may have that's job related.
But that night I was about to make his life even harder.
All I needed was just a push ''You can't possible have that girl. She's too arrogant.''
I look at this blonde with huge breasts that was doing her job also of teasing her coworkers and I smile at her.
-Hey blondie, come sit near me. There's plenty of room for you here.
''I'm afraid my boyfriend wouldn't enjoy if I would.''
I look and I see this shy guy behind her that was watching her closer.
-Wouldn't he? I beg to differ. Come closer, he's gonna love the view.
-I'm gonna go have another drink at the bar. Wait for me on my sit like a good girl and I'll give you a surprise when I'll return.
I leave terrible amused and when I return like expected she's waiting for me there. I get closer to her bite her ear and kiss her neck slowly then I let one of my hands rest between her thighs as I'm looking at her boyfriend. As expected he doesn't do/ say anything. Just watches everything.
But then again he's not the one that I wanted TO SEE ALL OF THIS.
I noticed my Boss is watching This also and pouring even more whiskey into his glass with a nervous shake.
OH, Must suck to feel so weak... Such a poor, poor boy.
But then again he could never ever be me.
Because while I could have anyone I ever desire including himself, all the power in the world and the money could never grant him at least 10 minutes of FEELING what I was FEELING THEN.
For that he'd do everything. No wonder he was so obsessed with me.
He's never gonna be me. Or have me.
It's 3 am at this nightclub that I was working at, for fun, as a poledancer.
I was the strangest woman ever to work there.
Dancing in a nightdress. Never stripping to lingerie.
Acting dominant to males, mocking them every single time and playing with the girls.
I see 3 men entering the club and looking straight at me. Yes I knew what was going to happen. The owner of the club, a woman,after sending 2 girls to them that ended up being humilliated and left, comes near me and tells me that I was asked for.
-No problem. It's gonna be fun.
I go near them and I see this 50 smth year old bossy dude measuring me with his eyes.
I make a sign with my hand for him to move and make me space to sit near him because I would never sit on the customer's lap/nor would I ever touch them or allow them to touch me.
He complies and I sit on this leather chair near him.
He gives me again a new look and tells me ''You're the most Beautiful woman in this club. Others can't compete with you.''
''So how much for a dance.''
-I don't provide dances.
''What do you provide then.''
-If you pay me enough I'll talk to you.
''Now why would I pay for that?''
-Can you find any reason Not to?
''Hmm. You are interesting and mean. Truth be told I do find you very attactive and I have no idea why. I must be crazy. I'll pay ''
-I knew that.
''Yes you did and I sense you know More things about many things also, which is something I enjoy.''
''Very.But you already knew that.''
-I did. It's obvious.
'''If you're not gonna touch me I want someone that does so I'll ask for another girl to join us. Do you mind?''
-NO. But you'll pay her double the price.
This beautiful brunette appears and starts dancing on his lap and touching his neck while he's calling her ''sweetheart''
''Isn't she the best?''
-Yes she is.
He s looking at me all the time with hungry eyes.Mad that he had to do this instead of getting what he wants yet tries so badly to hide it.
''-Ah why can't you be a good girl also?''
-Because I am Bad.
''-Then why can't I stop looking deep into your eyes ?''
-Because you're Bad also.
''Then why do I feel like your victim now?''
-Because you've willingly turned into one, and trust me I SO ENJOY the view.