Eight months, has it been now? Alone in his house. Connected to her only through video calls and quick chats. Missing the curve of her frame, the length of her legs, the sound of her breath when it’s held with a thought.
Watching her hair grow, ringlets cascading from her shoulder now – he likes it better long. Soon it will delicately frame her ample chest – oh though he’d never admit to looking, they were hard to miss on her short frame – and how unfortunate that they are cut out of the picture when they talk now.
To see her walk down the hallway towards our office in that figure hugging black number… Only time will tell if that will ever happen again.
But for now. They communicate in the digital.
She blushes when he logs in, he fixes his hair and smiles so big his back teeth show. It’s foolish. They both know it’s foolish. And it becomes a game of hiding. But soon, projects stall and tensions hit an all time high – and she falls back into this petulant behavior.
He hates it when she gets like this. She becomes seemingly unwilling to follow the simplest direction. He asks a question to be met only with a question in return. She answers in snippets and he rolls his eyes at the hasty and I’ll considered responses. He has resolved to deal with her petulance in the way he knows best….
He informs her that she will recieve a package by noon, with an item to help with the *connection issues* she’s been experiencing. He informs her not to open it, and to wait until their call and he would walk her through it.
He also informs her that the VP will be on the call, with heads rolling lately thats a signal to dress things up.
The package arrives and she informs him she is ready when he is available.
She’s been trying out all different types of lingerie to spice things up. Today called for a new set, see through mesh panels with red flowers licking at her nipples, satin and mesh crotchless thong and garter, a matching choker, and thigh highs with a crimson red line that ran all the way up. Damn it fit her well for ordering online.
With a swipe of mascara and a dot of lip gloss she tossed her hair in a high bun and threw on a slinky black button up and blazer. Today was the kind of day she wanted to feel different – she had freshly shaved her pussy to feel even more powerful in her lingerie, and she didn’t want to put it away. So she sat in her office chair with no skirt on, letting her glistening lips feel the chilled air of her drafty apartment. Sending goosebumps up her spine.
As the meeting request arrives, she grabs the package off the table so she won’t get up and expose herself during the call. Takes a deep breath, telling herself to play it cool…. And there he is.
Wow did she not expect to have such a strong response, as always her cheeks grew red, and, a smile across her lips, but to have him “in front” of her while she was so secretly exposed made her nipples perk up in such a twist she nearly gasped.
He could not believe the way she lit up when he saw her, he was struck by how she radiated heat and he was drawn in like a moth to a flame. He had promised himself he would take this “meeting” slow, he had it all planned out and wanted to enjoy every minute of it.
But his pants grew tight as his pent up energy seemed to all find it’s way to his pulsing cock.
He stammers a “hello, g-good to see you-” and when she gently bites her lower lip he feels himself begin to drip.
He informs her that it will just be the two of them on the call today, and he’ll walk her through everything.
He gathers himself together, “Today will be a slightly different format. What we’ll be working on is confidential and just between you and I.”
She can hear in his stern tone that he expects a response “Surely, happy to help, as always”
He continues, “Lately there have been some communication gaps that have impacted the timeline – ” she interrupts sheepishly “.. I apologize for my behav..” Looking up and seeing his disapproval of the interruption, “.. Please continue, sir..” She doesn’t usually address him so formally but his look made her squirm and she responded like she would to any Dom.
He liked watching her sputter and submit, being called sir made him sit up straighter and fully commit to his plan.
“As I was saying, there have been communication gaps that have affected the timeline, this type of mistake cannot happen at this stage. The items in the package will help with your training and allow you to perform at the standards that are expected of you. These methods may be new to you, but your openness to the training and diligence will show us your ability to grow with the company.”
She looks as though she might cry, never wanting to disappoint him. He gestures at her to open the package, and as she does her eyes grow wide and her jaw falls slack. This will be quite the challenging training indeed….
To be continued…
Source: reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/kzlrrp/petulant_pt_1