Now he was in charge and he wouldn't have had it any other way.  He was a domineering man, with a personality to match and he was accustom to getting his way, whether through cunning or discipline. Many had come before her but there was something special about the way she offered herself up to him, her surrender much more than simply being caught up in the moment. He wondered how deep her submissive tendencies ran and he planned to exploit them to the fullest if she gave her consent.  But for now, such contemplations would have to wait.<br/><br/>His personal assistant was now on her stockinged knees in front of him, clad in nothing but the sheerest of lingerie and giving him the opportunity to do whatever he wished with her.  How was this not perfect?  Micheal grinned down at her, the approval evident in his smoky eyes.<br/><br/>"Good.  I would rather you remember that then.  Take my cock into your hands, stroke me slowly..."<br/><br/>He paused then as he leaned forward, just enough to put himself within reach of her idle hands.<br/><br/>"Then, you are going to put those lovely lips of yours on me. Understand?"