The Office Bitch: Taking Advantage of Her Position

By Melissa Miranti

Aida had everything, and Arthur had nothing. It was the way of the world. They both worked for the same company, but where Aida had her own office, Arthur barely had a place to hang his coat. Where Aida had a high salary, Arthur could barely scrape by. And where Aida's father ran the company, Arthur didn't know many people at the company on a personal level. It looked like the perfect situation for a young woman like Aida to ensnare a man, and turn him into her personal servant. But how would it happen? Find out inside.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Melissa Miranti
• Release date: Apr 17, 2019
• ISBN: 9780463298282

Melissa Miranti

About the AuthorMelissa Miranti is a bisexual Brooklyn-based erotica writer. She has been writing erotica since she was younger than she’d like to admit, but began publishing in early 2016. She lives with her wife, who generously indulges her myriad fetishes. She hopes that you enjoy her stories, and by all means, do enjoy them thoroughly. You can even commission your own story!

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The Office Bitch

Taking Advantage of Her Position

By Melissa Miranti

For the patron.

Hey, Office Bitch, get this upstairs to Aida, would you?

The call came from across the set of cubicles, and Arthur had to hurry to respond. He was a go-between, the kind of person that was somewhat obsolete the moment email was invented, and completely obsolete if the company he worked for ever trained a dog to do his job. Fortunately, Arthur didn’t need to carry the papers in his mouth. He hated the nickname that the rest of the office had given him, but unfortunately he couldn’t risk losing his job by complaining about it.

Arthur arrived at the appropriate cubicle. What are they?

What does it matter to you? Just get it upstairs. Aida needs to be kept in on the loop, though I have no idea why. The man seemed overworked, though at least he didn’t have to run around as much as Arthur did. It was fine, Arthur thought, He just needs to let off some steam, and then he’ll be fine.

I need to know for when she asks me, Arthur said.

Fine, it’s just a normal quarterly report for the workgroup here. She needs to ‘approve’ them, for whatever good that does, the man said, and handed the file to Arthur.

Thanks, Arthur said, and ran off. His long legs took him upwards to Aida’s office swiftly. He didn’t bother taking the elevator as his legs could carry him faster.

Aida’s office wasn’t one of his common stops, since she often had so little to do at the company. Whereas other workers lived lives of desperate, soul-crushing labor, Aida viewed her job as more of a hobby. To her it could be. One of the founders of