Harvey raised his head and sniffed the air as the familiar scent of expensive perfume wafted over to his desk. A quick glance at the watch on his wrist confirmed his hunch: Ms. Granger was returning from her extended lunch break. He peeked over the short walls of his cubicle and saw her standing by the lift, chatting to Clive. As always, she was dressed in designer clothing that — despite seemingly moulded around her body to draw attention to every sensuous curve and perfectly proportioned body part — exuded a sense of authority and professionalism. Her flame-red hair was tied in a tight bun and held together with an ornate hairstick studded with jewels that glinted under the bright lights as she moved her head. She had several shopping bags tucked under her arm — all from designer outlets.
Harvey slunk back to his chair and tried to concentrate on the paperwork piled on his desk. He was way behind and Ms. Granger was expecting him to have finished the project by lunch time. He was hoping that she had forgotten about it so that he had a little bit more time to finish the work. As he furiously tapped the keyboard on his computer to load the Windsor file, he realised with a sinking heart that Ms. Granger was standing at the entrance to his cubicle. He slowly turned around to face the imposing figure.
"Do you have the Windsor report ready?" asked Ms. Granger with a cocked eyebrow.
"I—I need a little bit more time to finish it Ms. Granger," Harvey said, wilting under her intense gaze. Ms. Granger's perfectly symmetrical features clouded over with annoyance and she tapped the floor impatiently with her Louboutin heels.
"That's not good. I have a call with them later and I need to study it before that." Ms. Granger bit her lip and crossed her arms in front of her — squishing her shapely breasts together in the process and outlining a lacy bra through the white silk blouse she wore. Harvey quickly glanced down to keep himself from staring. Despite his best efforts, he felt a painful erection struggling to break free inside his trousers.
"Give me thirty more minutes please. I'll have it ready for you." Harvey pleaded.
"Hmmm...okay. Thirty minutes. No more." replied Ms. Granger. "Bring the files straight to my office when you're done." She turned on her heel and walked away, leaving an intoxicating hint of perfume hanging in the air.
Harvey returned to his desk and worked furiously until he finally managed to complete the paperwork with just five minutes to spare. He ran between the cubicles and skidded to a stop in front of a large corner office. A polished bronze plaque was mounted on the door with the words "Ella Granger, Managing Parter" engraved on it. Harvey straightened his collar and smoothed down his rumpled shirt before softly knocking on the door.
"Come in," Ms. Granger's voice sounded hollow, filtered through the thick wooden door. Harvey opened the door and walked into a luxuriously decorated office with a large plate glass window offering a stunning view of the city's skyline. Ms. Granger was leaning back on her chair, facing away from the door and looking out the window. She had kicked off her gleaming high heels next to the stack of shopping bags she was carrying earlier. Her stockinged feet rested on a corner of the large mahogany desk. Her pedicured toes, painted a dark red, peeked out through the sheer material. Without turning around, she raised her right arm above her head and snapped her fingers. Harvey quickly walked around the desk and handed her the folder he had prepared. She took the folder and impatiently clicked her fingers again, gesturing to the floor. Harvey dropped to his knees in front of her and leaned forward with his palms digging into the soft carpet. He straightened his back and formed a foot rest for Ms. Granger who leaned further back on her chair and placed her stockinged heels on the small of his back.
Harvey stood absolutely still while Ms. Granger read his report. His palms and knees were burning from bearing his weight and Ms. Granger's, but he did not dare move. He was already in trouble with the late report and he did not want to exacerbate the situation by displeasing his boss further. Finally, after what seemed like an eternity, Ms. Granger sighed loudly and put the folder down on her desk. She took her feet off Harvey's back and prodded him in the ribs with her left foot. Harvey swiftly sat back on his haunches and faced Ms. Granger. He took one of her legs and started to gently massage the foot while her other leg rested on his thigh. Ms. Granger watched him at work for a few minutes before speaking.
"That was an okay report, Harvey. Not your best work, and it was late again. What have you got to say for yourself?"
Harvey hung his head in shame. "I am sorry ma'am. There were some delays at the agency and I didn't get the data on time. It won't happen again."
"You know damn well that those agency mutts are always late. You should have planned for it."
Harvey nodded in resignation and focused on massaging the area between Ms. Granger's toes.
"Well, there's at least one thing you seem to be good at," Ms. Granger sighed contently as Harvey's fingers worked their magic. She closed her eyes and appeared to be in deep thought. A few minutes later, she opened her large blue eyes and fixed them on the man kneeling at her feet.
"I was going to unlock you for a few minutes today," said Ms. Granger. She was playing with a dainty silver necklace that hung around her neck. Harvey watched, transfixed, as she slowly teased the pendant out from between her breasts. The pendant was a small silver key. Ms. Granger dangled it in front of Harvey and pushed down on his crotch with her foot, feeling the hard metal cage through the material of Harvey's trousers. Harvey gasped as the pressure increased on his crotch. His locked penis struggled painfully inside the cage to stand erect.
"P—please, Ms. Granger. It's been over a month. I promise I will do better next time. Please release me," Harvey's voice cracked with frustration. Ms. Granger threw her head back and laughed.
"I don't think it's been long enough because you were clearly not desperate enough to do a good job with the assignment," Ms. Granger leaned forward and peered into Harvey's face. "No, I don't think so..." Ms. Granger grabbed Harvey's cock cage through his trousers and twisted it, eliciting a moan from Harvey. She smiled wickedly and let go of the cage. Leaning back on the chair, she offered her foot back to Harvey, signalling that he should continue with the massaging.
"Here's the deal, Harvey. Because I care about your wife, I am going to extend your performance improvement program for another month. You'll stay locked until you produce satisfactory work. Do you understand?"
"Yes, ma'am. Thank you." Harvey replied dejectedly.
"Good. That's settled. Now I have a task for you. Go pick up that pink bag over there," Ms. Granger pointed to the heap of shopping in the corner. Harvey crawled to the corner to pick up the bag and presented it back to his boss. She opened it and took out a lacy black negligée and a pair of silk stockings. Harvey winced in pain as his cock reacted to the sight of sexy lingerie being displayed in front of him. Ms. Granger noticed his reaction and grinned mischievously.
"Do you like them?" she asked.
"Yes, ma'am. They are very sexy," replied Harvey.
"I think so too. Your wife will look amazing in these," Ms. Granger laughed out loud at the expression of shock and humiliation on Harvey's face. "Now, I am giving you the rest of the afternoon off. You're to drive home with this. Strip naked and do the chores around the house until your wife comes home. When she arrives, lie prostrate on the ground and greet her like I taught you to. Then beg her to spank you twenty times on each cheek for not doing a good job at the office. After that, you are to give her a bath. Shave her legs and trim her bush in the way that I like. Then, help her get dressed in this little thing I picked out for her. Help her get the green princess plug inserted into her ass. She must then get on the bed and wait for me with her face down and ass up. You're going to warm her up for me by servicing her pussy with your mouth. Bring her to the edge but don't let her cum. Do you understand?"
Harvey struggled to contain the emotions whizzing about on his mind. He took a deep breath and resigned himself to his fate. "Y-yes, ma'am."
"Good. If you do a good job, I'll let you stay in the room and watch me fuck your wife's brains out. You might learn a thing or two that might come in handy if she ever decides to let you fuck her again," Ms. Granger winked. "Now, get out!" she ordered.
Harvey gingerly kissed each of Ms. Granger's feet as he has been trained to do and sprang to his feet. He grabbed the lingerie bag and rushed out of the office to get his wife ready for an evening of debauchery with his boss.