The chief executive officer of a major corporation, Ms. Johnson, sat in her lavish office on a plush leather chair, staring blankly at the computer screen. Her assistant, Olivia, noticed the daze and approached her boss.
"Ms. Johnson, is there something wrong? You seem distracted today," Olivia asked gently.
Ms. Johnson snapped out of her trance and turned towards Olivia with a sultry grin. "Oh, Olivia, I think you can help me with that," she purred, her fingers already undoing the buttons of her blouse.
Olivia's heart raced as her boss's fingers trailed down her chest to her black lace bra. "Ms. Johnson, I'm not sure this is appropriate," she whispered, trying not to give in to her desires.
" I woke up feeling refreshed and ready to take on the day.
