Secretary Teaches Her Boss A Lessons In Sissification and Feminization by Scarlett Steele

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Secretary Teaches Her Boss A Lessons In Sissification and Feminization

(Scarlett Steele)


"Never. Just that having a pretty secretary is easy on the eyes, know what I mean?" I ask and wink at the man.

He winces and pulls my arm to the side. "Now, Sheldon, don't be too sexist with her. She's an equal employee of the bank," he says.

"Oh, sir, I know. Absolutely. Just yanking your chain," I say. I don't need my boss thinking I'm a male sexist pig, though I've been called that before by women.

After we finish the cake and punch Mr. Stell pulls me to the side again. "Sheldon, I'm escorting to your new office as an official welcome to the executive officers."

Of course, I nod and follow the boss man up the winding stairs to the executive offices on the second level. The marble floors gleam our reflection. I love the look of the bank, posh and polished. My office is the first door on the left. The one with the secretarial alcove and then a door that leads to my office. I grin as I have always loved this room. It's newly decorated in bank colors of navy blue and white and black. My secretary isn't at her post yet. Her desk is front and center, my door which is a full-glass door and the wall is glass plate allowing light from the outside, is right behind her desk. Mr. Stell opens my door and lets me enter ahead of him.

I whistle at the opulence of the place. My desk faces the front, the plate glass wall where my secretary sits. Behind it is the vast expanse of plate glass that overlooks the lovely landscaped parking lot and the street beyond. The glass is reflective to those outside, they only see a mirror image of the outdoors. I like that. No one on the street below can see me standing at my window looking down at the world. Perfect.

My desk is polished to perfection, solid oak and a brand-new computer sits on top. Mr. Stell points to the sticky note on the screen. "This is your temporary passcodes. Change it and keep up with it," he said.

"Yes, sir." I smile as I run my hand over the leather executive chair. Rich leather in deep brown, fitting for an executive like me.