NSFW (Regular Sex Issue #6)

Extract from Issue 6 - NSFW:

It’s normal to fantasise about your boss, right? If you saw my boss, you’d fantasise about him too. He’s like David Duchovny’s better-looking brother, and I don’t know what cologne he wears, but it makes me want to hump his leg whenever he comes within six feet of me. I’ve been his secretary for the last six months and he’s been the only man I’ve thought about when I’ve orgasmed since the day I set eyes on him. It’s just a shame he’s never the man underneath me at the time. Or on top of me. Or that one time in the changing rooms at the gym... anyway, you get the picture. Other men have been scratching my itch, but they never seem to quite hit my spot until I close my eyes and think about Anderton Spencer and come like a howling wolf.

There is an important meeting scheduled for tomorrow morning. He sent me a memo this afternoon to make sure I’ve got everything prepped down to the last degree, and unusually he signed off with a reminder for me to dress appropriately. I read the line through twice, unsure what to make of it. I turn it over and over in my head, wondering what it means until curiosity finally gets the better of me as I pull my coat on to leave. I tap on his door and catch his eye through the glass.

‘Just to let you know that I’m all set for tomorrow’s meeting,’ I say as I pop my head around the door and smile. ‘You can rely on me to make sure it runs like clockwork, Mr. Spencer.’

He smiles. ‘Where would I be without you, Jenna?’

I let my uncertain smile hover on my mouth. ‘Can I ask you something else, sir?’ I call him sir every now and then, more for my own pleasure than his. ‘Have I been dressing inappropriately for work?’

He looks taken aback. ‘Not at all.’

‘It’s just that your email...’

His face clears. ‘Oh, that. It was a little joke. Because the meeting tomorrow is with the board of a proposed naturist village?’

He watches me process his words.

‘So you want me to wear... gardening clothes? Dungarees?’

He frowns, forcing me to elaborate.

‘Dirt under my fingernails, butterfly catching net at the ready?’

He narrows his eyes, and then after a few seconds he starts to laugh. ‘You’re getting confused. You’re thinking of naturalists. These people are naturists. It’s very different.’ He pauses and steeples his fingers on the desk. ‘They’re nudists, Jenna.’

Whoa. So tomorrow’s meeting has just got a lot more interesting.

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