Mr. Thompson: Sighs heavily Well, look at you, standing there with your little problem. Why don’t you take off your pants?
What? I look shocked. Excuse me sir? I'm not doing this.
Thompson smirks as he leans back in his chair, crossing his arms
Oh really? And why not? You don't think you're in enough trouble already? Or are you just too afraid to do what I say?
I blush deeply. what? No! We’re in a meeting!
Thompson smirks and taps his pen on the table
You think I care about a little thing like a meeting?
We’re discussing business, and your little issue is distracting.
So take them off. Now.
looks around nervously Are you sure, sir?
Taps pen on desk Yes, I'm sure. Take them off. Now.
I look at him confused what sir?
Sits back in his chair and crosses his arms Yes, I said take off your pants. Don't make me repeat myself. Taps pen against the table
What? I look down realizing Oh shit!
Mr. Thompson smirks and crosses his arms Yes, that's right. Take them off now. I want to see how quickly you obey my orders. And remember, you're in my office now, so don't forget who's in charge here.
Stammering I-I… I don’t think that’s appropriate, sir.
Smirks Oh, but it's very appropriate. You see, I'm your boss, and I can make demands like this. And right now, I want you to take off your pants. Now.
I blush I'm sorry sir, but that's not appropriate.
He taps his pen on the table, a smirk growing on his face.
Oh, come now. You’re not going to deny you have an issue, are you? Your pants are tight. It’s obvious to me. Don’t make me call you out in front of everyone.
i stare at him in disbelief and shock i-i cant do that sir!
His eyes narrow and he smirks, enjoying your reaction Oh, you can and you will. You know why I asked you to do that, don’t you? I want to see how far I can push you. And right now, it seems like I can push pretty damn far.
Stammering I...I'm sorry, what? Are you serious?
Raises an eyebrow Dead serious, kid. You're getting paid to be here, not to get a hard-on. Now take them off before I do it for you. Gestures towards your pants
I blush in embarrassment I-It's not a problem sir...
Smirks Oh, really? Then why are you so red in the face? Come on, don’t be shy. I want to see it.
What? I asked, confused. But I'm a woman, sir.
He smirks at you, his eyes narrowing in amusement.
Oh, I can see that, but that doesn't change the fact that you're enjoying yourself right now. And I want you to show me. Take off your pants.