Just Another Day at the Office by Lacey Kane Page A

number of amenities here at the office which can aid you in your testing, but there is no requirement that you use them. As I said earlier, as long as your reports are prepared for Monday morning meetings, it’s a free-for-all. And feel free to enlist assistance. No one else gets paid for their time, but if they’re willing…” He lifted his hands out to the side, palms up, with a shrug.
    The bell tinkled as the front door opened, and the sound of feminine voices filtered into the Toyz ‘R Us board room.
    “Sounds like our assistants have arrived. Let’s get to work.”
     

 
     

     
    Jayson studied the headshot in his file and looked over the notes. Chelsea Landry. Twenty-one, five-foot-eight, size zero, D-cup bra. Blonde hair and blue eyes, and a cute little button nose. All the things that would look good on his arm.
    He scanned down the list at her sexual profile. Sucks cock like a champ, multi-orgasmic, loves her pocket vibrator, owns two smallish dildos (a five incher and a six incher), anal virgin, one partner at a time, experience with basic missionary and doggy-style positions only, never had an older boyfriend or sexual partner. Jayson chuckled. A lot of that was about to change.
    A knock sounded at his door. He double-checked that her signed employment contract and the release for the product trials were inside, then closed the file and pushed it aside. “Come in,” he called out.
    “Good morning, Mr. Grant,” Chelsea said as she ducked inside. She had on a long-sleeved, pink button down blouse, a gray pencil skirt that covered way too much leg, and pumps with knee-high pink socks. That wouldn’t do at all. “Mr. Toyer said I should report to you.” A fierce blush stained her cheeks as she looked around the room, already filled with his Cowboys paraphernalia and framed photos of him with some of the Dallas Cowboys Cheerleaders in various states of undress.
    “Take a seat, Chelsea.” Jayson gestured to the chair across from him. “Call me Jayson.”
    She slipped into the chair and crossed her feet at the ankles, then looked up and met his gaze.
    “I’m sure you’re aware of all the details of your employment contract with Toyz ‘R Us, so I won’t bother reiterating any of that to you. Let’s just cut to the chase. I’m a product tester. I’ve got to make certain that all of the products we put on the market are safe, reliable, and deliver on their promises. I have to be sure that everything we put out is top-notch. The highest quality. We don’t make just plain Jane, run-of-the-mill sex toys. As my assistant, it’s going to be your job to assist me in any and every way I require. Got that?”
    Chelsea nodded.
    “Good, because I’ll be testing them on you.”
    Her jaw dropped. That gave him a good opportunity to check out that sweet, little heart-shaped mouth. It would be a tight fit for his cock, but she could handle him. She had a tongue ring in, too. He must have missed that in her file.
    “Our first product assignment should be here in the next hour or so. In the meantime, let’s get to know each other a little. Why don’t you show me those D-cups?”
    “But—but I thought I was going to be your secretary,” she spluttered. Her eyes traveled to the wide-open mini-blinds covering three of the four walls of his office. Anyone walking by in the hall would be able to clearly see in, as could anyone on several floors in the next building over. “I thought I was going to type up reports and schedule appointments, that sort of thing.”
    “You are,” Jayson replied calmly. “You’ll be doing both.”
    “But it didn’t say anything in the contract—”
    “It said you’d be required to perform all functions related to the job at hand,” Jayson said, interrupting her. He moved around the desk, blocking her exit in case she tried to bolt. “The job at hand is that of assisting a sex toy product tester. Product testers test products, and they need subjects to test those