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It's late, I'm still in my office, and I just had to reprimand someone, so it hasn't been the greatest day. When you show up at my door with my purse, which I left at the coffee cart downstairs this morning, I hadn't even realized it was missing. I know your face, but I can't remember how I know you, until you mention that we get coffee at that same cart every day. Now I know who you are. You ask if I'm okay, which I'm not, and offer some comfort. It's nice to have a little understanding, and when you suggest another way you can help me, by taking the weight of the world from my shoulders and making it so I don't have to think or make decisions for a little while, well, it sure beats the bubble bath I was planning when I got home... Full Audio: https://ohcleo.com/post/clydhgcl913164521gap92x8y9g
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It's nice for 30 seconds to not have to be the one in charge. You don't work for me, so I don't have to be the boss. I can just be me.
And the me that's not the boss sometimes just likes to be held and, I don't know, taken care of. I spend all day taking care of everybody else. There's thousands of people depending on me, and every decision I make could irrevocably change their lives.
It's a lot. But sitting with a stranger in my office on his lap while he cuddles me, that's new. And it's pleasant.
No, it never happens. No, there's not anybody at home waiting for me. If there was, this wouldn't be happening.
Mm-hmm. Well, I was under the impression that you were already helping me, but what do you have in mind? Okay.
And what does that mean? I don't have to think anymore tonight. I mean, I'm going to go home and drown my sorrows in a bubble bath, so it's kind of the same thing.
That is true. I will be thinking about my day and everything that I had to do and everything I have to do tomorrow while I'm in said bubble bath, so you're right. It's not really taking it all away.
You have a better idea, I'm guessing? You want me to give you control. You want me to give you control.
In what way? Oh, like that. I must be crazy.
But yeah, yeah, okay. Right here. Give me something to smile about when I come in in the morning, exhausted.
My blouse. Do you want me to take my jacket off? No? Oh, no.
It's comfortable. I don't buy suits that aren't. I'm suddenly very glad I wore a nice bra today.
Oh, oh, you're just pulling it down anyway. Yeah. Oh, okay.
The reality of this just hit me. I'm sitting in my office with what amounts to a stranger and my chest is out and now his hand is on it. Okay.
Yes, I'm still thinking. Clearly. Oh, you're in charge now.
What? You're going to fuck me in my expensive suit?
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