TGIF, right?! Oh, it's not Friday? I wouldn't know, lol. I just show up to work every day knowing that I have my very own bitch boy to do it all for me. HR has some complaints about the seductive outfits I tease you with but I see that imprint through your pants.. you're clearly working HARD for me.
You don't mind when I snap my fingers at you and delegate tasks, whether they're work related or *deeply* personal.. do you? Good boy. Now shh, hurry up and run these panties to the dry cleaner for me. You have a LOT of work to do today!