After having a wonderful alone time with my lunch at a Chinese restaurant I love, I return to the office. Just as my lunch credit hours for today is completely used up, Jamie calls me into his office.
“Yes, boss?” I crane my neck out as I ask standing at the door.
Jamie remains his eyes on the documents he is busy going through, “You should stay in the office for the rest of the day, you should be standing by for jobs at all times.” he mentions to me, “At the same time, it is better that you watch and learn how I need to deal with people to get my days scheduled in my way.”
Putting up a smile, I walk into the office and close the door, “Yes boss.”
Yes, I should learn m
Although being a standing lamp is easy, I have been standing behind Jamie for about almost three hours, in high heels.Never knew the session needed me on my feet when he called me inside. Does all the secretary have to stand in these shoes all day long?How long should I stand? For the rest of my days in Minerva? God. The shoes are killing me. My legs are numb and my feet are hurt...Oh I know, how about we do some stretching? Stretching sounds like a good idea, it might help if I move and adjust a little. Or maybe, even cleverer, I shall take off my shoes without Jamie knowing it. He is drinking his ristretto with his back facing me anyway, he won’t realize.Can’t believe I figured it out. I am a geniu
“This is ridiculous. Get up.” impatiently, he orders, “Go get some rugs or just go get the janitor to clean this up.” I turn slightly stunned at his words, “Really?” I don't have to lick the floor anymore? But, “What about you? Your face and shirt are all messed up…” Looking at himself, Jamie gives another long sigh, “It's no big deal.” unexpectedly, he chooses to spare me, “I have some spare clothes in the bathroom. I can take a quick bath.” he said. Thanks, God. Thanks, Jamie. I promise not to dip my high heels in your coffee ever again. EVER. Seeing Jamie standing up from the chair and walking towards his private bathroom, thinking that maybe I can help, I follow him at the back.
It has been twenty minutes since I messed up the office. I have completely cleaned the office up and put all the rugs away. I dry the wet documents too with a hair dryer I borrow from Mila.Don’t ask me why she brings a hair dryer to work, because you will never know women, hah.To compensate him, I ran to the pantry and made him a new cup of coffee. Although it is not the ristretto he loves, it smells good enough for me. I hope he will feel pleased when he drinks it.Not long after I have settled everything down, Jamie is finally done with his bath.After Jamie is done with his bath, he comes out of the bathroom with a set of clean clothes.He wears
The sky is gradually turning dark. The sensor lights have turned themselves on.The shorter hand of the clock just strikes seven and the longer one strikes twelve. Jamie has yet to plan to go home.Though I hope he will go home soon, because I am kind of in an emergency right now. My bladder is so full that it is stimulating my nerves, and it is causing me a reflex erection!This silky pantie can’t be any help to hold my bulge!I didn’t even drink that much water since I started to stand here, why would I feel like peeing so badly?I promised to be a good standing lamp. I haven’t been talking much since the last conversation we had regardi
Just when I am feeling satisfied about myself, I turn around and walk out of the bathroom with a confident smile. While just by the moment when I step across the door of the bathroom, I see a man standing right in front of me staring straight at me. “AH!” oh crap! My deep man's voice elapsed my lips before I could notice! I quickly clear my throat and repeat my last words in a high pitch voice, “I-I mean, ahh!” After seeing me jump, the man’s face turns blank, he stretches his arms out and waves his palms in front of his chest. “I am truly sorry, madame! I promise I never meant to startle you!” in a nervou
After the conversation concerning Justin Shaw comes to an end, I figure that I should bring the mug that I am still holding in my hands to the pantry and wash it up. Hence, after I shake the mug in my hand trying to hint Jamie about the mug washing, I walk to the doors. While just when I place my hand on the cold door knob, Jamie suddenly calls upon me. “Chandelier.” With my hand remaining on the door knob, I turn my head back to him, “Yes, Jamie?” I asked. He puts his pen down too, he asks, “Do you have plans tonight?” Do I have plans tonight? I take a short while to ponder. I pl
Time is quarter past eight at night when the stars gaze in the dark blue sky, and lights on the streets lighten up the way for the people. Maybe you won’t believe it, because I don’t——I am currently sitting at one of the tables leaning against the glass curtain in an Italian cuisine named Paradiso di Figaro, located on the seventy-first floor of a building situated near to the DuSable Bridge. Paradiso di Figaro is owned by a friend of Jamie——Figaro Lombardo, the head chef. I have heard of this restaurant being the most expensive yet popular restaurant in Michigan Avenue, for being one of the restaurants with the most beautiful 360 degree view observation deck throughout the floor. The view is mesmerizing. However, tonight I find it empty here. I figure Jamie might have
After having that dinner with Jamie, Jamie returns to his place on his own. Victor starts his car and fetches me up at the entrance. Just as I enter his car, I remove my wig and turn to Victor who is staring at me with an excited face. “How's the date?” he asked. I pout, “It seems like it is not considered as a date, but…” I then put up a smile, “He is trying to keep me by his side.” As Victor hears me, he immediately picks two cans of Jack Daniel’s Whiskey and Seltzer up from the cup holder. He hands one to me. With a bright smile, he opens his drink, “Cheers.” cheered Victor, “To Henrietta.” Latest chapter