The Boss

The Boss....

Amanda made her way into her Boss's office to translate, he barely looked up to acknowledge her just began jabbering, and she in turn began to write.

Pompous Jerk, Amanda thought to herself but she needed this job and her mouth had gotten her in trouble before. For some reason everything in her rebelled against this guy.

But for Amanda that had always been an issue. To put it simply Amanda had a smoldering within. She did quite well at hiding it. To look at her you would think that she was, well for lack of words a good girl.

Very few were able to detect the things that lie beneath Amanda's well composed exterior.

James looked up to view the Lady that sat before him, he had hired her solely for her looks and her ability to speak Spanish, but he had also seen something else in her. For lack of words, a sexual intensity that came from one thing and one thing only, BDSM tendencies. From outside Amanda looked like the all American Professionals good girl wife but James saw something else and he would deal with that later.

James interrupted Amanda's thought process as he shooed her away, pompous ass she mumbled under her breath.

Excuse me Amanda, James sharply said. His voice and directness always caused a mixture of fear and excitement in her that she didn't understand.

"Oh nothing Sir, I thought I dropped my pen."

A sadistic grin came over James face when she answered Sir as he thought exactly Amanda that's what you will be calling me from now.

Amanda, James voice cut through the air. Look at me she turned, Yes Sir she answered.

From now on you are to call me Sir; he glared almost as if trying to stare her down. James could see the defiance in her eyes as he thought, "You little Bitch, by the time I'm done with you, you will begging to call me Sir."

Pompous ass, Amanda muttered again for some reason this guy brought out the worst in Amanda.

James watched as Amanda walked away and thought, "This is going to be fun."

James inter locked his fingers behind his head as his mind drifted off. Little Mrs. Goodie Two shoes was getting ready to get a rude awakening.

Amanda sat at her make-up getting ready for work.

"Remember dear you have TV Shoots Sunday, and I need you there. You know Amanda, that we have fans that watch because of you don't you?"

"I'll be there Dear Amanda answered," and then muttered under her breath, "I always am."

Amanda's thoughts wondered as she got ready, she had married a preacher because she wanted the stability but it had gotten down right boring. They had been married 17 years and Amanda some days felt as if it were ground hog day, one day running into the next.

This had been the reason that she had gotten a job, to rid her self of ground hog day.

Amanda looked in the mirror and approved what she saw and she was beginning to notice, that men half her age did too.

Amanda was the type woman that would never even think of having any thing to do with a younger man, to put it simply in her mind they were boys.

James reached over and called Amanda to come in and translate. He didn't like for Amanda to catch him looking at her, didn't want to give her an edge but it was hard at times. To put it simply Amanda at forty eight years old looked like a run way model. All of his colleagues had something to say anytime they came for business, no wonder you hired her, James what are you up to? James would always answer and say the same thing "Too goody two shoes for me and then he would finish with, "She's married to a preacher." It always worked the guys would think frigid, uptight bitch, and be on to the next subject.

As James watched Amanda come thru the door he couldn't help but think what Amanda would like bound and gagged. Um Yummy he thought those long ass arms and legs, he shook his head bringing him back to business.

He began to jabber and Amanda translated. She had to bite her tongue to keep from saying, "Give me a minute." Amanda had always been mouthy and more than once it had gotten her into trouble.

James sadistically eyed Amanda ,oh he had plans for this one. Amanda brought out a raw and primal side of James.

Standing at well over six foot and the whole tall dark and dangerous look going on, James could have just about any woman he wanted but James had to have a certain presence to grab his interest, a challenge if you will. A come and take me, and make me do things, bad girl things, and Amanda had that, and no matter how well she could hide it from her public, James could smell it on her and that's exactly what James was going to do Take Amanda.

Um, James thought to himself. I'm going to take you, and show you who you really are, and by the time that I'm done with you little girl, you'll be wearing my collar and leash.....

"I can't get out of it John, I have to go out of town, just shoot TV Thursday it isn't that big of a deal." Amanda tuned her Husband out, she knew that now would come the guilt trip, and the whining, so she did what she always did, disconnect.

Amanda was an odd sort. She kind of stumbled and bumbled around but she got the job done, which was the case today. She was late and dressed casually as she barely made the flight and seated herself next to her Boss in first class.

Normally James would have been an ass and made a potential sub sit in 2nd class seating but he wanted to toy with Amanda. And what better way to do it than on a flight to Mexico...

"Amanda you are dressed inappropriately for business." James reached over with a sense of contempt, as he fingered her ripped jeans, "and a blazer with it Amanda?"

Before Amanda could stop herself she spewed out, "What Is that supposed to mean?"

James coldly eyed her as he said, "It means all or nothing! Either dress like a business woman or a bum he said as he fingered her jeans.

Amanda had a temper and she was pissed now, just who did this guy think that he was anyway?

She jerked his hand off of her leg and spat out, "Look Buddy I don't need this job."

James sadistically smiled and said, "You will address me as Sir!" He then added as he peered over his glasses at her, after this weekend, you young lady will change your mind about that....