A Day at the Office

A Day at the Office

The Renaissance of Sarah Frost

(Her Secret Second Chances)

Sarah pulled into the parking garage and went all the way to the top as she was told, parking her car in the very last stall.  When she stepped out with her red heels and closed the door behind her she couldn't help but smile.  While driving up she had noticed there wasn't a single car for the at least the last four maybe five stories of the garage.  She began walking down the ramps, one by one, ignoring the stairs as she went.  She knew he was watching her with every step and she didn't want to disappoint him.  He had told her not to take the stairs.

Michael watched as she walked down each ramp.  He couldn't help but admire her curves, the way they swayed back and forth as she maneuvered down each incline.  The outfit she had on was amazing.  She had everything he asked for down to the large pearl necklace and big white sunglasses.  The hip hugging white dress was accentuated by a brilliant red scarf.  It was as if she had stepped out of a GQ magazine or a Black House White Market catalog.  She was magnificent with her shoulder length curls and glossy red lipstick.  When she finally began passing actual people men’s heads turned from every direction to catch a glimpse.  Michael smiled with a wide grin knowing they could only stare because today she was here just for him.  He drew the blinds shut as he stepped away from the window and returned to his desk to patiently wait.

Sarah entered the foyer of the main building and headed toward the elevator.  When she stepped in an elderly man who must have been 80 years or older removed his hat and said hello m’am.  She thought to herself how incredibly adorable he was.  He asked for her floor and she replied with her best smile “14 please”.  They rode in silence until the 8^th floor where the elevator stopped.  As the door opened the man wished her a good day and began to exit. It took him nearly a full 30 seconds to leave as he shuffled his feet to get out the door. As the doors closed the old man turned and winked and Sarah smiled in return.  She was beaming with a glow that lit her eyes.  Once the elevator stopped on the 14^th floor she took a deep breath and whispered to herself “It’s time for business Sarah” and with that she stepped out of the elevator into a dimly lit waiting room.  The lady at the receptionist desk looked up from the counter and asked if she could help her.  “I am here to see Mr. Brevard” Sarah said politely.  “Oh he is expecting you m’am” the lady replied “he will be the last door on the right just down that hall.”

Michael’s phone beeped and the secretary chimed in “Mrs. Frost is on her way down Mr. Brevard.” Catching his breath Michael replied as calm as he could.  “Thank you Mrs. Pond, be sure to lock the door on your way out.”   He sat there listening as the clack of Sarah’s heels slowly approached his door. They paused outside for just a second and then there was a soft knock.  Michael’s heart skipped a few beats.  It was now time.  He had never done this before but he was determined and had been preparing for it all day.  “Please come in” said Michael.  Sarah stepped into the room and she was more than he ever expected. The photographs did her no justice.  Her Marilyn Monroe hips were spectacular and the way her brunette hair fell around her shoulders it was as if she was a silver screen vixen come to life.  He so wanted to see her eyes but they were blocked by those damn sunglasses he had asked her to wear.  “So much for being prepared he thought to himself.  “Uhm…well…” Michael stammered “could you please remove those sunglasses.”  As Sarah did this she breathily replied, “As my master wishes  in that instant all the air was sucked out of the room and Michael smiled yet again.

Sarah saw a light come on in Michael’s eyes.  Not literally of course but it always took her saying something as simple as master to get her men to realize they were really in charge.  This one no doubt caught the hint.  “He’s cute and may be some fun” she thought to herself as she eyed him prior to removing the sunglasses.  Sarah had been doing this now for nearly two years and loved every second of it.  There had been so few bad incidents in her experience and the good part was she could always stop or decline who she let command her.  But once she found the right person she was his to control absolutely.  Sarah stood there waiting.  She didn't want to be too pushy because she was the one that was to be ordered around; but sometimes she had to help them along.  “Would my master like me to do anything” she asked with her sexiest smile.

Michael was caught off guard by her radiant blue eyes.  They held just on enough grey in them so as to give her a slightly devious look.  Michael was ready, at least that what he told himself.  “Please turn around and lock the door.”  Sarah did as she was told.  “step back a foot from the door and lean over while placing you hands high on the door” Michael found more courage and Sarah again did as she was told.  Michael grew harder with each command he uttered.  He was beginning to like this.  Now came the hard part.  Michael walked over to Sarah and stood behind her.  He enjoyed this view.  Sarah stood there with her ass thrust back and hands on the wall.  He had never seen someone so beautiful in a position like this just for him.  He slowly reached out to touch Sarah and as he did this she turned her head toward him staring him down with a lusty glare.  Michael froze for just a moment as he stared at Sarah.  The smile that crossed her lips was so devilish and wanting he knew instantly he would need a follow up appointment and a private account.