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Chapter List
- 1-The Temp
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Holly’s hands shook as she gathered the case files in preparation for that morning’s meetings. She had been temping for only a week and had heard enough through the Assistant Directors office doors to know that she did not want to get on the man’s bad side. She had been called in the week before to cover for A.D. Skinner’s personal assistant while she was out on medical leave. Although she had extensive experience as an administrative assistant, she had never dealt with anyone so vocal in his demands and when expressing dissatisfaction with something or someone. She had managed to avoid any sort of reprimand her first week working for him but was continuously being told by the other assistants that it was just a matter of time before she was on the receiving end of his hollers. Holly had spent the weekend preparing for the week to come. Creating lists of common tasks that she needed to remember to do on a daily basis and several items to have ready in case he requested them. She had a strong desire to leave a good impression on the man. After all, he must have a lot on his plate and there had to be a perfectly plausible reason that he was so tightly wound. If there was anything Holly could do to ease his load then she wanted to find out what that was. And when she finally thought she was ready to take on the new week ahead, she still laid awake that entire night before stressing about it.

As Holly was sorting through the files one last time to be sure she didn’t miss anything, Walter Skinner entered the front office where she was sitting, on the way to his office. She looked up at him and was surprised to see him stop in his tracks when he saw her. Suddenly feeling extremely self-conscious she tried to find her voice. He stood looking at her for what seemed an eternity before he spoke.
“Are those the case files for this morning?”
“Yes, sir.”
Still looking at her, Holly had a hard time reading his face. ‘Oh god, did she do something wrong?’
“I, uh…Ms. Baylor would you bring those into my office. There is something I’d like to speak to you about.”
Holly felt as if her heart was about to jump out of her throat and could feel her skin grow hot.
“Of course sir, I will be right in.”
She watched as he entered his office, leaving the door open half way. Her mind raced thinking back to the week before. ‘Did she forget to do something before she left for the weekend?’ She nervously stood and dried her wet palms on her skirt as she pretended to straighten it. Grabbing the case files she entered his office. She could see him digging through one of his desk drawers as she closed the door to his office and approached his desk setting the stack of files on the corner.
“Please take a seat Ms. Baylor.”
She caught his eye briefly before turning to take a seat at the front of his desk. Focusing on her breathing she prayed she wouldn’t pass out as she prepared for what was to come.
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Skinner checked his watch as he headed out of the elevator onto his floor. It was still early and he was hoping that the temp that was covering for his assistant wouldn’t be there when he arrived. The reason for this had nothing to do with him wanting to avoid her, in fact, it was quite the opposite. Holly had been a godsend when his assistant had suddenly taken ill and was placed on extended medical leave. He had expected the typical temporary hire to come in and not be of much help but instead was pleasantly surprised when this beautiful woman appeared in his office that week before and picked up where his assistant had left off. He had to admit to himself early on that he was having a hard time keeping his eyes off of her. She was what he liked to call a tall drink of water, beautiful face, nice body, long sexy legs. And although she was nice to look at, he quickly became enamored with her sweet disposition and the effort she was putting into making sure that his every need was met. But what had really caught his attention was a case report she had formatted for him, making notation of several discrepancies in the 30 page investigation. She had left the file on his desk for him before she left for the weekend and when he finally had a chance to review the report later that night he realized that she had just saved his ass from getting a serious chewing by the Director. His curiosity about the new assistant occupied his mind that weekend and the skills she demonstrated were obviously beyond that of a secretary.

As he entered the front office he was half surprised to see her sitting at her desk. She appeared to be sorting through a stack of files and looked up at him as he approached. He was caught off guard by her sweet smile and felt as if his feet were frozen in place as he suddenly stopped in his footsteps to look at her. This was the first chance that he had actually had a good look at her face and his heart stopped as he watched the smile fade from her lips. Realizing he was staring he knew he had to say something before his gawking had her running screaming from the building
“Are those the case files for this morning?”
“Yes, sir.”
Her voice was soft, as were her lips, his eyes slowly traced their shape. He became aware that he was making her uncomfortable and looked away awkwardly.
“I, uh…Ms. Baylor would you bring those into my office. There is something I’d like to speak to you about.”
“Of course sir, I will be right in.”

He quickly proceeded to his office, mentally kicking himself. Sitting himself at his desk, he tried to gather his composure. Opening his desk drawer to retrieve the case file, he heard her enter the room and approach. As she placed the stack of files on his desk he caught a whiff of her perfume, the smell reminding him of each time she would come into his office for something that week before. A couple of times he had asked her in simply just to smell her perfume and how it lingered in his office after she would leave. Looking up, he caught her eye for a brief moment.
“Please take a seat Ms. Baylor.”
He watched as she made her way to one of the chairs facing his desk. He could see her cross her long legs as she situated herself in the chair, swallowing hard and looking away quickly before he got himself into further trouble. Sitting back in his chair, he took in a deep breath through his nose before looking back up at her. She was looking down at her hands and he could tell that she was nervous.
“Ms. Baylor I hope you had a nice weekend.”
She looked up catching his eye.
“Yes sir, I did. Thank you.”
“Let me put your mind at ease, you don’t need to be nervous Holly. In fact I asked you in here to thank you for something.”
He heard her let out a quiet sigh and couldn’t help but smile. Putting his hand on the case report she had formatted for him, he patted it before he spoke again.
“What you did here… possibly saved my ass as well as two agents asses from getting torn in two. Excuse my language but that is the easiest way I can explain it.”
She craned her neck upward looking at the file on his desk, realization crossing her face.
“I’m happy I could be of help sir.”
“You have been… a huge help Holly. I’m not the easiest person to work for but you keep doing what you’re doing and I will make sure you get the best recommendation once your time here is complete.”
Skinner felt his neck grow hot and the heat rise to his ears as Holly looked at him, almost looking at him with curiosity.
“Sir, I don’t mean to pry but I can’t help but hear what goes on in your office during some of your meetings with the agents. It can’t be healthy to get so angry like that on a daily basis.”
Skinner burst out laughing unexpectedly and put his forehead against his hands. Looking up again he noticed Holly had a surprised look on her face.
“I’m sorry Holly, I didn’t mean to laugh but you’ve got my number all right. Thank you for your concern and you are right, it can’t be healthy. I admit I have a short fuse and little patience with ineptitude. It doesn’t help that my position requires my attention at all hours of the day. I don’t have much of a personal life to decompress.”
He realized that he had said more than he should have and gave her a small awkward smile.
“That’s a shame. If there is anything I can do, let me know. I mean it sir.”
“I appreciate that.”
He sat looking at her for a moment longer. He could think of few things she could do for him but knew how completely inappropriate it would be to make such requests. In attempt to curb his arousal he changed the subject.
“Holly, what sort of training do you have, if I may ask?”
To his surprise she was quite educated for an Administrative Assistant. She had majored in Computer Programming and had a minor in Criminal Justice. She dropped out just before completing her last year of studies to take a job in Maryland as an Administrative Assistant to a District Attorney’s office, which at the time seemed too good of an offer to pass up. Before she knew it 15 years had passed her by and she never finished her degree, although she had made a promise to herself that she would finish her degree.
Their conversation went on for some time until a knock on his office door interrupted them both. Looking at the time Skinner realized that he had a meeting with two of his agents that should have began 15 minutes ago. Holly quickly rose and opened the door to let the agents in and apologized for the both of them. She turned just before closing the door to see Skinner watching her and gave him one of her sweet smiles before she closed the door.

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Holly returned to her desk feeling slightly giddy. She had enjoyed talking with the Assistant Director and saw an unexpected side to him today. She only wished that they could have continued their conversation. She went over their interaction again in her mind. He had a nice smile, she thought to herself, and an even nicer laugh. He had caught her by surprise when he burst out laughing and at that moment she had noticed how attractive he was and wished she could see more of that side of him. She knew it had been a while since she had dated but if she wasn’t mistaken the Assistant Director was being flirtatious with her. Some of the things he had said and the way he said them stuck in her mind. She had worked for many executives that acted inappropriately towards her and she knew when a man was coming on to her. But there was something sweet about the way Skinner probed her for personal information during their conversation and without directly asking inquiring about her relationship status. She also got the impression that he was single and wondered if he was the type of man that would ask her out. Once her temp position was complete of course, she thought to herself. And if he doesn’t, maybe I will. She smiled to herself and tried to focus on work again.

As the week went on, the two of them would begin each morning with a short ‘meeting’ in his office which consisted mostly of small talk as they began to get to know each other. By the end of the week Holly was almost sure that her instincts were right and that he was flirting with her. Not only that, but she was seeing a side of him that she didn’t think many people at the Bureau knew existed. He was a bit of a jokester and would quip back and forth with her as they grew more comfortable with each other. She also noticed something different as the week went on. She noticed that there wasn’t as much yelling coming from his side of the door, in fact she didn’t think there had been any to speak of. She began to wonder if it had something to do with her and was hopeful it had.
Just as she was finishing her filing the door to his office opened and she turned to see his head peaking out.
“Do you have plans for lunch?”
“No, nothing special, just a bagged lunch at my desk.”
He opened the door wider and stepped out.
“Good. Save your lunch for later, I’d like to take you out to eat…as a thank you for all your help these past couple of weeks.”
“Thank you. That is so nice sir.”
She walked around her desk, passing him, to get her purse. When she turned to join him, he was looking at her intently. She felt her cheeks grow hot as she suddenly became aware of herself and him looking her. She smiled awkwardly wishing that one of them would break the silence and then he moved toward the coat rack. Removing her coat he walked back to her and she turned as he helped her put it on, sliding the coat up her arms and over her shoulders.
“Thank you.”
She could feel him still close behind her, his breath close to ear. When he finally backed away, she unintentionally let out a long low sigh.
“Shall we?”
She followed him out of the office, all the while trying to retain her composure after the adolescent rush she just experienced.
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Skinner paced back and forth around his office. He had tried to get up the nerve this morning to ask Holly to lunch but backed out at the last minute. He figured he would ask her under the guise of thanking her for a job well done. But what if she said no or worse was offended by his asking. He knew it wasn’t entirely appropriate for him to ask her out on a real date, since she was currently a direct report but he couldn’t help himself. He wanted to spend more time with her and secretly hoped that they would begin to take their lunches together, as they had begun to spend the first hour of the mornings together which gave him something to look forward to.
Suddenly he stopped his pacing and walked over to his office door, taking a deep breath before opening it. Poking his head out he could see her bending over a filing cabinet and couldn’t help but admire the way her long legs disappeared into her skirt. She turned to catch him watching her.
“Do you have plans for lunch?”
Inwardly he was thrilled that she had agreed to have lunch with him, proud of the fact that he had appeared quite cool and composed when he asked her. But when she brushed passed him to grab her purse, he suddenly had the urge to reach out and touch her, wanting to breathe in her scent. She had caught him watching her again as she turned and he could tell that she was aware of it this time as he watched her cheeks turn a pale red. Standing there looking at her, it was all he could do not to reach out and brush his hand against her face, wondering what the heat of her skin felt like. He moved to grab her coat and expertly helped her slip it on, giving him the perfect excuse to be close to her again and touch her without actually having physical contact. Taking the opportunity to smell her hair as he stood behind her, he knew he had stayed a little longer than he should have but no longer cared, now drunk on her scent. When he finally backed away he heard the long sigh she let out and smiled to himself. It had become obvious to him over the last couple of days that she was attracted to him too and he couldn’t help but enjoy the tiny little confirmations she gave off.

“Sir, thank you for lunch. It was nice to get out of the office.”
She stood and he helped her with her coat again.
“We should do this more often, don’t you agree? We do need to get out of the office more.”
They left the restaurant together and he could tell there was something on her mind. When they approached his car, he blocked the passenger door before she could get in.
“You ok?”
She looked up a little surprised shaking her head and then stopped, shutting her eyes for a moment before looking back at him.
“Sir, is this appropriate? I mean you and me spending time like this together. Especially, since we are both obviously attracted to each other. I just don’t want us to compromise either of our positions here.”
He looked at her a moment. He could tell she was nervous.
“Is it so bad that we are attracted to each other?”
He gently teased, happy that one of them finally said it out loud. She gave him a little smile.
“I didn’t say that it was bad. I asked if it was appropriate.”
“Ah yes, you did, didn’t you? It probably isn’t. But Holly, I like spending time with you. You asked me if there was anything you could do to help a while back, remember?”
“Yes, I do recall something along those lines.”
“Well, spending time with you has helped me relax. I like you Holly. I won’t cross any lines you don’t feel comfortable crossing. I just like spending time with you. My guess is you like spending time with me too.”
“What if I wanted to spend time with you outside of work?”
“I would be ok with that.”
He reached up brushing a strand of hair off her face. He watched as she bit her lower lip and then leaned in to kiss her. Her lips tasted sweet and were soft against his. When the kiss ended they both looked down at their hands awkwardly, his holding hers with his fingers lightly brushing over the tops of hers. He began to feel slightly nervous when she didn’t speak or make a move, instantly regretting kissing her without her permission.
“Was that ok? I mean, I hope I didn’t…”
“Oh god no! I mean, yes that was nice….we should get back.”
He moved aside and opened her door for her, still feeling the awkwardness in the air.

She sat in the car watching him make his way around the front to the driver’s side. The kiss had been nice, more than nice actually. Holly had had a lot of first kisses. Most didn’t get past that point. But this one, this one she hoped would be followed by a second. She laughed to herself, thinking how nervous she was feeling. There was something about this man that made her weak in the knees. As he put the car into gear, he reached an arm behind her seat, to back the car out. A chill ran through her.
“Are you cold?”
He reached forward to turn the heat in the car up. She couldn’t help but smile at this. If only he knew. She then suddenly turned to face him.
“Sir, I’m sorry. You just make me feel so nervous, but I want you to know that I have no regrets about that kiss back there. In fact, I was hoping you would and now I feel like a complete nervous wreck because I don’t know what to say here. But I want you to know that it wasn’t a bad thing you did.”
He smiled, looking at her and back at the road and back again as she spoke.
“I’m glad you said something. I have to admit that I was feeling a little nervous for a moment there too. But Holly, when we are alone together please call me by my first name. Ok?”
She smiled bashfully back at him.
“Ok.”

She couldn’t get the kiss out of her mind for the rest of the day. Her mind would constantly wonder off as she imagined what that kiss would be like in the privacy of her apartment. She also couldn’t believe that she was thinking about carrying on an affair with her boss. At that moment, his office door opened and two agents exited his office and he stood in the doorway looking at her with a cute little smile that was making her melt again.
“Come into my office for a minute, Ms. Baylor?”
“Of course.”
He stood aside as she entered his office and made her way to her usual seat in front of his desk. Hearing the door close behind her, she was surprised when she felt his hand grab her arm. As she turned to face him, he was looking at her intently and moved in quickly, before she could speak, for a kiss. Holly wrapped her arms around his neck and this time made sure he knew that his kiss was welcomed. His mouth felt nice and his kiss was stronger this time. She was enjoying the way his tongue teased her and the feel of the stubble on his face against hers. He ended their kiss pulling back slightly, stilling looking at her as he had moments before their kiss. She could see fire in his eyes this time and this excited her.
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Skinner knew what would happen when he asked Holly into his office. And against all better judgment he asked her in anyways. His heart leapt when he felt her arms wrap around his neck and kiss him back.
“Dinner tomorrow, after work?”
“Yes.”
“Yes?”
He asked, disbelieving that she had actually agreed to dinner with him after this obvious display of brutishness. She nodded her head in response. Stepping back, he watched as she left his office, glancing back once at him before she opened the door to leave. It was at that moment that he knew he was in big trouble.
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Holly left on time that evening in order to go home and change for their date that evening. She was a little disappointed with the lack of opportunity for small talk with Walter that day. The phones were ringing off the hook from the minute she had arrived at the office and he was in and out of his office for a majority of the day. They had exchanged a few glances and those brief exchanges were enough to keep her excited about their date that night.

Entering her small studio apartment, she tossed her purse onto her bed, which also doubled as her couch. Stripping off her clothes she checked the time and jumped into the shower. It was 6:30 and Walter told her he would be by at 7:00 to pick her up. As she soaped her body up, she caught a glimpse of her razor hanging on her shower rack.
“Well, I suppose it couldn’t hurt.”
Grabbing the razor, she proceeded to run it over her legs and bikini area, not sure where the night would lead. As she stepped out of the shower and dried off, she glanced at herself in the bathroom mirror. She couldn’t help but wonder about what Walter thought of the way she looked. She was always a bit awkward with her height and long limbs but as she got older and filled out she noticed men didn’t seem to mind. Obviously, as she grew more comfortable with herself, it was no longer the awkwardness they noticed and she had caught Walter enjoying the view several times.

Holly was extremely attracted to Walter Skinner. It was something about his presence that turned her on, demanding, authoritative, confident. She had had a brief affair in college with one of her professors whose demeanor was similar to the Assistant Directors and she guessed that might be part of her attraction to him. The professor she had ‘dated’, but she wouldn’t outright call it that, found that they didn’t have much in common due to their age difference other than her willing to learn what he had to teach her in the bedroom and in the Criminal Law class he taught. Holly remembered clearly, that early on in his class that she had a sense that this professor had a strong disdain towards her and when she went to his office after hours to find out why, their discussion led to her sprawled naked on his office floor getting fucked harder than she had ever experienced in her relatively new sexual life. That one meeting led to weekly meetings in his office, then eventually several times a week at his house. Despite sleeping with the professor, she did very well on her own accord in his class. She had the one advantage of having long discussions with him about that week’s class after their lovemaking sessions and her interest was forever peaked in that field which led her to the job she left college for with the District Attorney’s office. The one thing she never forgot and often turned to in her fantasies was the way this professor’s demeanor transferred from the classroom to the bedroom. He had little patience for insolence and the minute he entered a room he demanded your full attention, often shaking her to the core. While most students scurried to drop his classes, Holly couldn’t help but be enamored, looking for ways to get on his good side and eventually succeeding.

The professor taught her how to be a good submissive under the guise of actually being the master. She dictated what he did to her in the bedroom, what she desired of him and at the same time mutually fulfilling his own needs of her. Holly’s future relationships were often compared to that short lived fling with her professor. None ever quite matching up once things progressed to the bedroom. She couldn’t help but be curious about Walter’s skills in the bedroom and after that first kiss and then the one in his office, she was getting the sense that Walter was a man who takes what he wants when he wants it. She hoped he wouldn’t hold back with her.

She heard a knock at her door as she slid her stilettos on. Taking one more glance at herself in the mirror, she opened the door to find the very handsome Assistant Director.
“Hi Walter.”
She leaned up to give him a kiss on the cheek.
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He couldn’t take his eyes off her, she looked so stunning. It took all his self control not to ravage her right there in her doorway. The dress she was wearing fit her like a glove, giving him a nice teaser of how she looked underneath. Pulling his eyes away from her, he took a look around the tiny apartment which consisted of this one room and a smaller room towards the back, which he guessed was the bathroom. As she was retrieving her coat, he eyed her bed curiously. He couldn’t help but think how inviting it looked.
“Ready?”
She caught his attention again.
“You look incredible Holly. I’m a lucky man tonight.”
He helped her with her coat and reached to touch the side of her face. When she smiled up at him, he leaned in to kiss her.

It had been longer than he could remember since he had any sort of strong feelings for a woman. He had no desire to connect with a woman other than to get her panties off, which didn’t make for a lot of repeat dates once he got what he needed from them. After awhile, Skinner discovered it was just easier to rub one out in the shower than have to deal with the wrath of a woman whom he didn’t call back. Something changed once Holly was able to get him to let his guard down and the two began to talk more in depth. He couldn’t quite put his finger on it, sure she was beautiful, but there was something else that drew him to her and although she was technically a subordinate he had to know what that something was, knowing it was a risk getting involved with her.

She pulled back first, eyeing him sweetly.
“Walter, would you prefer it if we stayed in?”
Suddenly flustered by her question, he could feel his body grow hot and found himself having a hard time finding the words to answer her. Did she really just say that?
“I, uh…”
Was he really stuttering, what was wrong with him? Looking down at his feet and then back at her smiling face, he couldn’t help but laugh to himself.
“Holly, I don’t know what to say here. I think you caught me a little off guard.”
“You look so cute right now Walter.”
She grabbed his arm and kissed his cheek.
“We should go, now Holly. Before I lose the little self control I have left.”
She gave him a gentle squeeze and grabbed her purse. Still feeling slightly embarrassed, Skinner stuck his hands into his pockets and followed her out of her apartment.
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Holly had to admit that she was a little disappointed that Walter didn’t say yes to stay in that evening. She knew that was what he really wanted and had hoped he would take advantage of the offer. She felt he was holding back with her and she wished he wouldn’t, she wanted to experience what Walter was really like, what he really wanted.

Albeit, the evening was going rather pleasantly and Holly was enjoying the comfortable conversation, once they got past the initial awkwardness. She found him to be absolutely adorable, doing his best to be a perfect gentleman, but slipping every so often with a comment about how sexy she looked and a remark that she almost missed, having something to do with how he’d like to see the dress she was wearing lying in a pile on his floor. He had taken her to a fine dining restaurant that touted something called Asian Fusion cuisine, which turned out to be nothing more than overpriced food ‘art’ on a plate. Walter admitted to her that he had decided on this place in attempt to impress her on their first date. When their food came they both looked at each other before bursting into laughter. She was glad he saw the humor in it and although the cuisine lacked, the company made up for it.

After dinner, they walked over to a Pub next door for a few drinks. After her first drink Holly began to feel tipsy and she was in awe by how many Jack & Coke’s Skinner was throwing back seemingly without affect. She began to notice that he was beginning to open up to her more. She listened intently as he talked about joining the FBI and how he allowed it to destroy his marriage and any other relationship he attempted to have thereafter. What Holly saw before her was a lonely and tired man who allowed work to take over his life.
“Walter…”
She interrupted.
“What are you looking for now? Are you looking for a change? Is this what you want with the rest of your life?”
He sat looking into his empty glass, his fingers gliding along the surface.
“I suppose I never asked myself any of those questions.”
“All I know Walter, as I’m getting to know you, I can see that you have a lot more to offer than you realize. It’s just a matter of giving more of yourself, which would require opening yourself up to people more.”
He turned his head to look at her.
“Isn’t that what I’m doing now?”
She gave him a sad smile.
“Yes and I feel honored. I just wish there was something I could do to help, some sort of advise I could give you.”
“You have done more that you realize.”
He leaned in and kissed her mouth softly. When he pulled back he looked at her for several moments scanning her face, as if looking for something there.
“Do you want to get out of here?”
She asked, sensing at that moment that he would probably agree to her invitation.
“What would you say to going back to my place?”
She nodded and slid off the barstool ready to leave. She watched as he paid the tab and followed her lead out of the pub.
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He had asked her to his place and was inwardly elated when she accepted without argument which was something he was beginning to like about her more and more. Holly was extremely compliant and he was looking forward to seeing if that applied to all areas, specifically in his bedroom tonight.

As Skinner stood to leave, he felt the effects of the alcohol kicking in. He was feeling good and had Holly to thank for much of that. As they put on their coats he openly admired her long, curvaceous figure in the dress she was wearing which had drove him crazy the entire evening. As he followed her out of the bar, he quickened his step so they were walking side by side and wrapped an arm around her waist pulling her to him, almost possessively. When they reached his car and he made to open the passenger side door for her, she leaned into him and whispered into his ear.
“I like you like this. Don’t stop.”
He watched as she slid into the passenger seat her words sinking in.

As they rode the elevator to his floor, they began to make out like teenagers. He couldn’t get enough of the taste of her mouth which was sweet with a hint of alcohol. When the doors opened to his floor, he grabbed her by her waist again and led her to his apartment. Once inside, he left her momentarily as he put their coats and his gun away. When he returned he found her leaning against the back edge of his couch and she looked good enough to eat. Taking hold of her hand he led her up the stairs to his bedroom neither saying a word. He had her stand before him as he sat on the edge of his bed facing her.
“Remove your dress. Slowly.”
With his eyes locked on hers, she reached behind her back. The only sound in the room was that of her slowly unzipping her dress. He watched as her hands slid up each arm simultaneously until she reached her shoulders, sliding a finger under each strap of her dress, and then pulling them down her arms exposing the tops of her breasts and the strapless bra underneath. She didn’t express any emotion, only returning his gaze. Hitching her thumbs into the top sides of the dress she eased her way out of the dress and let it drop to the floor at her feet. Swallowing hard, Skinner traced her body with his eyes working his way down from her neck to her long legs.
“Turn around.”
His mouth went dry and his tongue slid over his suddenly parched lips. He stood and moved behind her touching her bare skin for the first time, tracing the outer edge of her tiny, barely there panties that framed the luscious ass that he had so often admired in his office. He stuck his nose into her hair and breathed in the scent that he had come to know so well as hers. He looked down at the offensive bra clasps that kept him from fully accessing her breasts.
“Take this off.”
He said with barely a whisper, now tracing the back of her bra. She reached around and in an instant the bra had joined her dress on the floor. He stood silently behind her for a few moments more, looking down at her bare back. Holly then slid two fingers into the thin lace straps of her panties and bent over as she slid them down her legs, her ass pressing against the front of his pants where his erection was threatening to force its way through.
“Dear god.”
He breathed out and she stood again still facing away him.
“Get on the bed.”
She moved to the bed and crawled on her hands and knees to the center before turning to lie on her back. Skinner began to undress, his eyes glued to the naked form on his bed waiting for him.
“Open your legs. I want to see that pink pussy. Oh yeah, just like that.”
He watched as Holly spread her legs for him and worked two of her fingers over the pink slit. Now undressed, he approached the edge of the bed at her feet looking down at her as she looked back at him. His erect cock bobbing up and down almost in rhythm as her fingers circled her clit.
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Holly felt extremely turned on, her fingers lightly working in between her legs, her eyes focused on her boss’s big beautiful cock, awaiting her next order. She wondered what thoughts were running through his head at that moment. He was obviously turned on but made no move to join her on the bed. Propping herself up on her elbows, she gazed back at the sexy man standing at her feet.
“May I please you sir?”
She noticed his eyes widened slightly and then gave a slight nod. Holly sat up and slid to the edge of the bed, sliding one of her hands down his large erection, quickly followed by her mouth. She felt him take in a deep breath and smiled to herself. Her hands reached around and lightly gripped his well defined ass. As she worked his shaft with her mouth he began pumping into her slowly and his hands slid into her hair lightly gripping the back of her head. She could taste the saltiness of his pre-cum in her mouth as she lapped and sucked on the head of his cock. His hands gently pulled her head back by her hair.
“I don’t want to cum this way. Lie on your back again.”
“Yes sir.”
She gave a small devilish smile and lay back on the bed. As she slid back towards the head of the bed he crawled after her. His face was serious and intimidating, similar to how he was at the Bureau. Holly was surprised by the sudden force he used as he grabbed a hand full of hair pulling her head back and forced her legs open before he forced his cock up into her, causing her to cry out in shock of him suddenly inside of her. As he fucked her, his free hand roughly squeezed at her breast and pinched her nipple. She wasn’t able to see him until he released her hair in order to use both his hands to spread her legs wider as he continued to plow into her full force. The expression on his face appeared angry, almost in pain and he appeared to be far away as he stared off distantly somewhere above her head.
“I’m here…Walter. Look at me.”
She reached up and touched his cheek before he finally looked down at her, his eyes finally meeting hers. She saw what looked like shame take over his expression and he suddenly collapsed on her body, his head buried in her hair.
“I’m sorry. I’m so sorry Holly.”
They lay quietly, the sound of his breath normalizing again.
“It’s all right Walter.”
She placed her hands on either side of his head, forcing him to look at her.
“I want to give you what you need. And if this is what you need right now…”
“I don’t want to hurt you.”
She wrapped her legs around his and ground him into her deeper.
“Just tell me what it is you need. Do you need to feel as if you are raping me?”
“God no.”
“It’s ok Walter. I understand, but I need you to tell me what it is you really want. I can tell you need to be the dominant. So… dominate me.”
“I’m not sure I know how.”
He smiled bashfully down at her and then placed his forehead on hers. Holly took this as her cue and placed her hands above her head in a submissive pose.
“Please stop sir, you’re hurting me.”
Acknowledgement crossed his face and he resumed fucking her, this time slower and more deliberate. He placed a hand on her throat and this time kept his eyes on hers. His hips thrust into her hard, moving her entire body upwards. She kept quiet giving him time to get into his fantasy and then began testing his reaction by letting out little cries and frightened whimpers. She wasn’t surprised at what he said next.
“You like this don’t you. Tell me you’re my dirty little whore.”
“Yes.”
“Yes what!”
“I’m you’re dirty little whore.”
“Yes. Say it again.”
He breathed.
“I’m… you’re dirty little whore.”
He pulled out of her just before he came and ejaculated on her stomach, his body arched over hers before collapsing to her side.

Holly got up to clean herself off and returned to find him laying on his back staring at the ceiling. She crawled on to the bed next to him and pulled him over to her so his head was lying on her breast. She stroked the top of his smooth bald head and placed tiny kisses on the top. It had become obvious to her that this man had a lot of demons he was dealing with and required some way to release all the mental baggage he was carrying around. In her experiences as a submissive lover she learned to recognize her dominators needs and how they related as a release to their daily lives in some way.
“You ok.”
She whispered to him.
“How’d you know?”
“Hmm?”
“How’d you know that was what I wanted?”
She laughed softly and kissed the top of his head again.
“If you want to take me on as your lover Walter, you need to tell me what you want. I want nothing more than to please you.”
“You’ve done this before.”
His voice was low and deep, as he nuzzled his nose against her breast. Holly wanted to ask him what brought about his desires, what his deepest darkest fantasy was. But she knew it was too soon. His reactions were that of a man who was ashamed of his needs which were aggressive and would turn any other woman off or send running screaming for the door. If he let her, she would ease him into feeling more comfortable with his needs and eventually opening him up to experiencing the most incredible sex of his life.
“I hope you’re not done with me Walter. I’m still completely turned on right now.”
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Skinner couldn’t believe his ears. How could she possibly be turned on by that brutal display of…well he didn’t quite know what to call it. But she didn’t deserve what he had done to her. Not quite understanding himself what had come over him. Holly began to intrigue him with how calm she was through all this and the way she was able to read him. Lifting his head off her beautiful breast, he placed his chin over her nipple and looked up at her.
“Tell me what pleases you.”
She lifted her head and smiled down at him.
“Pleasing you pleases me Walter.”
“You’re sweet. But I want to know…”
He shifted onto his stomach so he was lying next to her, his face now above hers.
“…what makes you cum?”
He felt her shiver next to him.
“Keep talking like that, it doesn’t take much.”
“Ah. You like a little dirty talk do you? I’m quickly discovering that you are a very naughty girl Ms. Baylor.”
Holly sat up and climbed over him, straddling his waist.
“You have no idea.”
He watched as she began rubbing her wet pussy up and down his shaft which was quickly growing erect again. She placed her hands on his chest and expertly moved her hips back and forth, her eyes never leaving his.
“I want you inside me Walter. But I need your permission. Is that what you desire of me?”
“Not yet. Keep doing that, it feels good.”
She continued to rub against him, her arousal becoming more obvious as her wetness increased and her breathing became labored.
“You’re a naughty, naughty girl Holly. I really like how naughty you are. Have you fantasized about doing this to me in your office?”
She bit her lip and nodded in response.
“God, you feel so wet. I want to be inside of you Holly but not until you cum. Will you cum for me?”
She let out a low moan and her pressure increased as she rubbed herself off on him. Skinner placed his hands under his head propping his head up to watch her. Her quiet moans grew louder as she approached her climax.
“I’m going to fuck you like the whore you are Holly. Wouldn’t you like that? Cum for me, so I can fuck your sweet pussy.”
“Oh god…fuck.”
Her body began to shake and her pace slowed but she continued to grind against him.
“God your beautiful when you cum. You have a body that was made for fucking.”
He placed his hands on her hips and lifted her before guiding his cock into her. She slid down his shaft with ease and settled on him continuing the grinding motion from before.
“You have the hottest, tightest pussy I have ever had. Do you like the way my cock feels inside of you Holly?”
“Yes, it feels very nice. I want to feel it fucking me.”
“Get up.”
She slid off him and he grabbed her arm pulling her off the bed then bending her over the edge. He kicked her legs open wider and entered again from behind. Leaning over her, he grabbed a handful of her hair, pulling her head back slightly. As he fucked her, he whispered to her.
“Do you have any idea what you do to me? The day you entered my office I imagined spreading these long legs of yours and doing this to you.”
The sounds that were escaping Holly were that of painful pleasure which only turned him on even more. He grabbed her shoulders and rode her hard, getting off on the sounds of his cock pounding into to the lushest ass he had ever had his hands on.
“Oh fuck…”
She let out breathlessly. He bent over her again to hear her silent cries.
“Tell me how much you love getting fucked by me.”
She cried out again when he bit into her back.
“Oh yes! I love…getting fucked by you Walter.”
“You like it hard don’t you, you little whore.”
He growled into her ear, simultaneously slapping her ass. She let out another cry.
“Yes. Harder. I like it harder.”
He placed a knee on the bed next her and the force from his thrusts began to push the king size oak wood bed forward little by little.
“Shit…oh god yes!”
“You... dirty…”
“Yes!”
“little…whore.”
“Oh god…I’m…cumming…oh fuck!”
Her cries became waves of low long moans that lasted for a minute and then she was quiet against the bed as Skinner began to ride out his own orgasm. His climax was extremely intense this time and took over his whole body. When he came down and collapsed on to her back he lay in awe of the sensations he had just experienced. Never in his life had he felt something so intense.
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Holly knew she was going to have a hard time walking after the amazing fuck she just received. She let out a low groan when Walter had finally rolled off her body. It had been a long time since she had climaxed like that and felt that she was just hitting the tip of the iceberg with him. The thought of what she had yet to unleash excited her. She felt him stand and then grab her by the shoulder to roll her onto her back helping her sit up before he slid his arms under her to lift her onto the bed. She let him tuck her in and then watched as his gorgeous naked form disappeared into the bathroom. She quickly began to doze off and barely noticed as he slipped back into the bed next to her wrapping her in his arms as she drifted off into a dreamland.

Holly awoke the next morning feeling slightly out of sorts until the fog in her brain cleared remembering where she was. Rolling over she stuck her nose into the pillow she was lying on and breathed in the scent of the man she had come home with the night before. The room was dark, except for a strip of daylight coming from under the door and she could hear the faintest sound of music coming from downstairs. Stretching out her arms, she could tell that she was alone in the bed and against her bodies protests got up to use the bathroom. She laughed quietly when she saw how disheveled she looked in the bathroom mirror. After washing up she headed towards the music downstairs where she found a shirtless assistant director making breakfast. She watched him for a few minutes before he noticed her standing there.
“Coffee?”
“Yes please.”
She accepted the steaming cup and a kiss on her forehead. Leaning against the doorway to the kitchen she continued to watch him. He looked happy and incredibly sexy.
“Sleep ok?”
Snapping her out of her daze she gave him a tired smile and nodded.
“I have to admit Holly. It was hard to control myself waking up next to you this morning.”
Her smile widened and she walked over to him wrapping her arms around his waist.
“It’s ok to lose control around me Walter. I want you to.”
“Be careful what you ask for little girl.”
He grabbed a handful of her hair pulling her head back and kissing her hard.
“Now, go have a seat and I will serve us up some breakfast. I hope you’re hungry.”
“Starved.”
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