Fifty Shades of Worm
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I slither across the tile toward my new boss' office, carrying two cups of coffee. God please, I hope I got his order right... I see all the other women who work in the office and I notice they're all glaring at me. I mean, I don't really blame them for being jealous. After all I was just promoted to work as the CEO's secretary. Everyone knew that the CEO of Dirt Master Company was the most eligible bachelor in Wisconsin. All the ladies were interested, but not me. I was different. I wasn't like the other girls. I was a worm.
I compose myself before opening his office door, revealing my new boss. Cletus Dangerfield. He was dressed in a dark grey suit with a red tie. His dark brown hair was perfectly styled and his eyes were as bright as the sea. I had to admit... he was incredibly hot. He barely even looked at me as I stumbled through the door. After all I was just a worm... and his secretary.
"You're late Miss Wormsworth." There's a slight hoarseness to his low sexy voice. It almost startles me enough to almost drop the coffee in my worm hands.
"I know... I'm really sorry Mr. Dangerfield. They messed up your coffee a few times." I croak out as a reply, totally intimidated by the man in front of me. I hand him his coffee, waiting patiently as he takes a sip.
"It's perfect. Black, just how I like it. Before you leave Miss Wormsworth, I would like to discuss some things about being my secretary if you don't mind?" I nod, silently thanking whatever god is out there that I didn't mess up his coffee.
"Um sir... You can call me Veronica. I don't really feel old enough yet to be called 'Miss'." He chuckles.
"All right Veronica. Please sit." The way he purrs my name almost makes me fall to the floor. There was something undeniably magnetic about him. Something that just draws you into his trap. Hook, line, and sinker.
I sit on the white chair in front of his desk as he stands. He walks around, leaning on the front of his desk with his arms folded. His bright blue orbs scanned my worm frame, starting a fire in my worm core. With a small smirk, I knew my life was going to go upside down.
I pull out of the trance just in time to notice that when I sat down, my skirt rode up my leg, almost revealing my black lace panties.
"I have very high standards Veronica. I expect nothing but perfection. I hired you even though you have zero experience. You may be wondering why," He stops and grips the table behind him causing his knuckles to turn white. His hooded eyes starring at my hiked up skirt. "It's because you will be easier to shape and mold. To be exactly who I need."
I adjust my skirt and I let out the breath I didn’t know I was so was holding in.
“Well um… what’s my first lesson?” He lets out a deep chuckle and stands. I look up and blush as our eyes meet. What was he planning to do? I had already heard the many horror stories of other worm secretaries and knew the risks of taking this job, but Cletus Dangerfield seemed… different. His footsteps sound like gunshots and something about the way he strides towards me makes me sink further into the chair.
“Well Miss- I mean Veronica,” he turns and looks to the side
“Your first lesson will be in there.” I then look and notice a red door I hadn’t seen when I came in. I stand and jump back when he appears directly in front of me.
“So, are you ready? Or are you like those other girls?”
I look up defiantly, suddenly motivated to rise to the challenge.
“I am not like other girls. I am a worm.”
