I knelt at his knees and mumbled, "Shall I relieve you first?"
He smirked, "Slut, I am starting to like you. You learn quickly your place and your new duties. Unfortunately, this morning I was very busy and didn't have time to eat my club sandwich, so I'll sit at my desk and eat it. Have you ever heard about Monica Lewinsky?"
"The intern that served president Clinton under his desk?"
"That's the one. So while I eat, be my guest."
My humiliation was complete. His offensive demand was the ultimate degradation, yet with the shame I felt tiny satisfaction that HE stopped threatening my career and found me sexy. He peeled the cover from his sandwich, and I crawled under the desk. Rather than freeing his p***s, I unbuckled his belt, and with his help, lowered his pants and boxers to his ankl
