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I walk around the office in my high heels and bare legs as if it is my company, ignoring the company dress code.

I am only a secretary, but I am a powerful force of nature. The women in the office hate me because I am the office slut. I have had many affairs and flings with clients and hot co-workers. Those ladies, in their boring clothes, are dowdy and gossipy.  Men get nervous around me because of my long legs and my big tits, and my bitchy attitude.

One morning, the CEO sent word that I was to come up to his office for a meeting. He sat me down and asked if I wanted to work for him, but I would have to change my wardrobe. I needed to dress more conservatively if I wanted to work on the executive floor. He actually said, “A secretary should be seen and not heard.” My High heels and tight skirts are a distraction.

MY HIGH HEELS CAUSE MEN TO LOOK ANY MY LEGS AND GET HORNY

It was astonishing to me hear these words come out of his mouth. What the fuck, is he gay? No, gay guys have an appreciation for designer shoes. I wanted this promotion, so I suggested that we have a private, quiet lunch. Somewhere nice in the city and we can discuss his strict dress code.

I could see by the expression on his face that he had only submissive personal assistants in the past. I was not going to be a good fit unless I win him over. Have I met my match? Found a man that I could not tame and dominate with my legs and tits?

AT LUNCH, UNDER THE TABLE, MY FOOT TEASED AND RUBBED AGAINST HIS LEG 

He reluctantly agreed to take me to lunch. He said the ladies on the executive floor need to be role models for the rest of the company. Instead of listening, I imagined him naked under his expensive Brooks Brother suit. Yes, he has a hot body, and if he wants me to work with him, he is going to have to learn who is in charge here.

I rubbed the toe of my heel against his ankle bone. Then I kicked off my shoe and rubbed my sexy naked toes under his pant leg. A temptress like me knows how to read a man, and he was hard for me. The waiter asked us if we wanted dessert. I whispered in my new bosses ear that he could take me back to the office and fuck me with my high heels on, and only my heels.