Page 8 of Boss of My Panties


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Unable to wait any longer, I snatch my keys from my nightstand table and practically run down the stairs to the first floor. There, my footsteps echo against the marble floors, bouncing off of the high ceiling. In the kitchen, the cooks are making breakfast. There’s already an omelet waiting for me, so I scarf it down along with a strong cup of coffee.

All I can think about is her.

She must be waiting for me already.

I wonder about her clothing. What will she be wearing? Something sweet and innocent like a good girl or something naughty like the bad girl I know she is? After all, her line of business is definitely risqué.

“Would you like something else, sir?” One of the cooks stands before me with a smile.

“No thanks,” I answer, finishing my meal. “Gotta get going.” Without another word, I get up and disappear into the garage.

There, all of my cars are neatly stowed away, each one a different shade of blue, sparkling from their weekly waxes. You could say I’m a collector of luxury vehicles, to put it lightly. I’ve got a McLaren, a Porsche, and a Bentley all lined up and ready to go.

Today, I decide to drive the Bentley. I get behind the wheel and start the engine. It purrs and rumbles through the frame, bringing a smile to my face. Soon, I’ll have Katie in my passenger seat, and all I’ll need to do is reach over and sneak my hand under her skirt to feel those silky thighs of hers.

Soon, Katie. Just you wait.

It doesn’t take long for me to reach the office. As I ride up the elevator, I get even more keyed up about finally getting to see her.

With a confident stride, I walk past my receptionist, nodding in acknowledgment. She nods back, signaling that Katie is already waiting for me inside.

I open the door and find the most beautiful woman I’ve ever laid eyes on. Oh wow, she’s exactly as I imagined in my mind’s eye.

This gorgeous woman is looking out at the city with an almost sensual smile on her rosy pink lips. Soft brown hair falls down her back, lingering just above her waist, drawing attention to that seductive hourglass figure. My eyes wander over her ass, drinking it in; I nearly lick my lips in desire.

Damn.

This woman is hot. No. She’s more than that. With her doe-like brown eyes, endless curves, and pink sundress, she’s a goddess.

Sparks fly through the air. I feel the chemistry sizzling all around us.

This girl is something alright.

She’s everything.

“Don’t jump,” I joke without really thinking when I see her leaning on the large floor-to-ceiling window that takes up the entire back wall of my office.

She jumps anyways.

“Mr. Lockhart?” she asks with a soft, sweet voice as she stares at me.

It takes everything in my power to retain my composure. Those beautiful brown eyes have me in a trance, luring me in by some invisible magnetic pulse that’s hard to ignore. All I want to do is take her – right here, right now – but that wouldn’t be very professional of me, now would it?

“That’s right, Miss James.” I make my way to her and hold out my hand.

She hesitates for a moment before offering a small smile and mustering the courage to shake my hand.

I smirk, squeezing her hand in mine.

A surge of energy shoots up my heart and straight into my chest. The primal instincts I usually keep dormant inside of me threaten to awake. Carnal thoughts run through my head as I picture myself pushing her down on the couch and having my way with her until she just can’t take it anymore.

Instead, I gesture toward a nearby chair. “Please, take a seat.”

She does as she’s told.

Good. I like myself an obedient girl.

I lean against my desk and look down at her with my arms crossed over my broad chest.

Shyly, Katie glances at me from underneath her long, dark lashes. Somehow, she becomes more and more intoxicating with each passing minute.

“So tell me.” With my eyes still fixed on hers, I bend forward slightly so that our faces are close together. “How did you come up with the idea to sell your used panties online? They are used, aren’t they?”

She fidgets in her seat, adjusting the hem of her dress so that it covers more of her legs. What a shame. “Well, you see, I was just browsing around the darker side of the net, looking for some late-night entertainment, if you know what I mean…” She pauses, her cheeks coloring with blush.

Damn, she’s making herself quite the temptation. If she’s not careful, there’s no telling what might happen.

“Mm-hm?” I answer, pressing my lips together.

She takes a deep breath.

“Anyways, I stumbled across this website that does pretty much the same thing that I do now.”