My boss punished me on the train on the way to the meeting
She ordered me to wait for her in the compartment, naked, with the ruler on my lap. I knew she would come; what I didn’t know was how long she’d make me suffer.
She ordered me to wait for her in the compartment, naked, with the ruler on my lap. I knew she would come; what I didn’t know was how long she’d make me suffer.
That morning I decided to take his coffee to his office myself, in front of everyone, so they’d understand what kind of woman I meant to be by his side.
She had all the proof of everything on the desk. She could ruin me with one call. Instead, she locked the door and told me to kneel.
The elevator stopped on the eighth and he got in. I had the last cash in my pocket and the certainty that something was going to happen between us that morning.
I served her the four o’clock coffee as always. Only this time, I’d added something that wasn’t on any schedule.
I started with mirrors on the floor and ended up discovering my neighbor naked from my terrace. Every fleeting glimpse became a drug.
I thought I’d put her in her place. That afternoon, as I came out of the bathroom, I heard a zipper coming down behind the half-open office door.
I’d stuffed it in my purse in a hurry, but that afternoon I took it out for another reason: I was alone, bored, and far too horny to hold back.
“I’ll help you,” Lorena said before going upstairs to change. When she came down in that fitted skirt, neither of them imagined how far that morning would go.
I thought it was all over when the principal paid me and sent me away. I had no idea the real owner of my body was her, the woman at the next desk.
When she came into the bathroom to leave me a clean towel, I knew something was about to happen. What I didn’t expect was for me to be the one to make the first move that night.
She laughed at them, naked and victorious, convinced she had used them. She never saw the hatred grow in their eyes until it was too late.
That night I left my children asleep, dressed like a secretary, and went down to the parking lot trembling. I was going to stand on a corner and wait for customers.
I bought black stockings with my heart in my throat, knowing that once I locked my apartment door I’d become the woman I’d been imagining all day.
When Valeria told me her three cousins were waiting to celebrate, I never imagined the celebration meant finding out whether I was good for more than balancing their accounts.
No one at the firm imagined what Lorena did during lunch break, two floors down, behind a door she always locked.
Three sleepless days, a nine-million-euro contract on the verge of collapse—and then she closed her tablet, stood up, and said she knew how to convince them.
I told her to close the door and turn off the lights for an important call. What I didn’t expect was for her to start guessing what I was doing under the desk.
When my new boss invited me to stay the night, I learned what had happened to her previous secretary—and discovered something about myself.
Camille came into the office with two coffees and the hallway door was already locked. That night Elena discovered how much freedom she had given her husband.