Take A Letter Miss

He indicated for her to come and stand beside his desk, and she placed her notepad down where he could see it.

Angie's eyes opened wide when she felt the touch of his hand on the back of her thigh as she stood beside him, but she didn't move away.

'What does that say?' His hand squeezed her thigh hard while he indicated what he was looking at with his other hand. Angie tried not to yelp as she explained to him what she had written.

Again his hand squeezed her hard as he pointed to another part of her notes. 'I can't understand that at all. What have you written.'

She tried to keep still while she explained it to him, but was finding it harder and harder to stand there not saying anything about what he was doing.

He pulled the notepad closer to himself as he pointed out another address she had written there. As Angie bend forward to look at the pad his hand moved up her thigh, his finger sliding against the lace of her panties. She could feel her body trembling as his fingers slide higher. Her eyes closed as his finger pressed between her thighs, pushing harder aginst her nub. He let the tip of his nail graze it, before slowly rubbing harder. Her hands reached out and grasped the edge of his desk, as if she was frightened that her legs would buckle under her.

Just when she thought she was going to collapse against the desk, he pulled his hand away and pushed the notepad back to her.

'I think you will fit in well here hun. That's all I want you to do today, so you can go off home. Tomorrow though there are a few things I want you to do, that is if you still want the job.'

Angie's heart was racing hard as she picked up the notepad, ready to take more notes if necessary, as she turned to look at him.

'Yes John, I would like to accept. What do I need to do?' Her words stumbling from her lips as she tried to calm herself.

'Tomorrow when you come here you will wear a shorter skirt, that one is way too long, it hides your lovely legs. Also you will wear stockings, as I always like to think of my staff wearing them. Do you understand?' His dark piercing eyes looked deep into hers, making her squirm, her juices soaking her panties at his words.

'Yes John, of course.' Was all she was able to mutter.