Young Dominant Boss Makes You Go GAY

There’s a knock on the door. i’ve been waiting for you, and i smile as you step into my office. i tell you to have a seat. you sit down, and suddenly you’re looking up at me. i know you’re nervous, i can see that in your eyes. “you must be curious about why i called you in for this meeting,” i say. you nod. you are curious. i’ve been your boss for a few months now, and i haven’t spoken to you one-on-one before, i’ve barely even looked in your direction.  “i’ve noticed some things about you,” i say. you gulp. sweat starts to bead up on your neck.  “i’ve noticed that you are exceptionally average,” i look you straight in the eyes as i say this. i continue before you can say a word, not that you know what to say. “you haven’t done anything to disappoint me, but you haven’t done anything to impress me either.” you’re not surprised, honestly, but a feeling of embarrassment is filling your stomach. you want to impress me, you want to work hard for me. you think i’m an incredible boss, so powerful and smart and sexy. oh, god. you shake your head, trying to rid yourself of the thought. your cock starts to swell, and you try not to think about the curves of my body and my commanding voice. you hear me say that i have an assignment for you. perfect, you think. please. you want to make me happy so badly. “i’m going to take you under my wing. i’m going to make you into the employee i want you to be. i want you to start by unbuttoning your pants, and taking out your cock…”  you flush bright red as i grin down at you. your cock is aching to be stroked, but you feel like this is a trick.  “go on,” i encourage you. you give in, obeying me, and begin touching yourself. it feels so good to stoke as i stand in front of you.  i start teasing you as you stroke…  “this is what you like, isn’t it? being teased by a dominant woman. i know allll about men like you,” i whisper as i strip off my shirt. “you’re going to do something for me,” i say, “something to show me what a good employee you can be.”you hold your breath, waiting to hear what command i’ll give you next.    “i want you to go gay for me.”