you don't wanna yell at her on a bad day

It had been a long day at the office and it was not a good day. A customer had complained. The complaint had come from the head of HR. Her client had called her and shouted all sorts of profanities at her for making such a mess of the whole thing.


This client of hers was particularly fussy and would constantly scream at her whenever something went wrong. she felt that lately the screamings were getting more frequent.

He insisted that he come to his office right away to sort things out. She was shouted at in front of all her colleagues. She felt humiliated and was angry at the same time. Always being blamed for situations that were not her fault.
She was fuming, it had already been a long day, she was stressed, she was lacking sleep and to top it of, she was just screamed at.

It came with the job, heading the team meant taking the brunt of it all when things went wrong. Somedays it was ok, on other days, like today, it was just far too difficult. She had had enough.
She drove to her clients office, fuming with anger. She got into the office, and it seemed like it was clearing out, the employees of the company were leaving one by one since it was pretty much the end of the day.
She walked to rogers office but was stopped short by his secretary who told her to hang on as he was on the phone. She waited, waited for about fifteen minutes, his secretary was getting ready to leave and finally the buzzer rang and the secretary Anita asked her to go in. As Anoushka, stepped in, Anita left, along with more employees of the office.
She stepped in to rogers office and closed the door behind her.the moment her caught her gaze, he started yelling at her, about how it was her responsibility to sort things out.

Anoushka, stayed calm, she let him yell. After about five minutes of yelling, she walked up towards him, she looked him straight in the eye, with anger.
She got up real close to him, she was breathing heavily, she looked deep into his eyes, he looked back, surprised and slightly nervous. He couldn't understand what was happening.
She was supposed to be apologising, instead this woman, in he tight black dress, had walked up this close to him and looked him straight in the eyes.

he couldn't help but notice her soft bouncy hair, curled so softly around her face, her deep set black eyes, shining with anger. Her low cut dress, showing of her beautiful cleavage.


Having her this close, he was having mixed feelings, he was slightly nervous, but turned on at the same time. She undid his tie in one quick swift move and unbuckled his belt both at the same time.
Roger almost took a step back, but somehow, he was fixated to the ground. He couldn't bear to take a step back. His groin was far too excited. Her eyes still fixed on his face, Anoushka unzipped his pants and smirked to see his penis standing straight as ever.
Roger was slightly embarassed but continued to fix his stare at her. Anoushla knew that she had the upper hand here. She stroked her finger along the side of his face, put her finger into his mouth and let him suck on it. She then carefully stroked his penis, and let the effects vibrate through his body. She took his hand, and guided it to his member, used his hand to hold his erect penis, and started sliding his hand up and down his erect penis. First she stared of slowly but firmly, she held a firm grip over his hand. With her eyes still fixated on his, she started of slowly but firmly gripping his penis, and then started sliding their hands along the length of his penis, increasing the speed of their hands quicker and quicker. From the look of his face, Anoushka knew that Roger was about to cum, she could feel his balls tightening and she increased the speed of their hands, faster and faster, and finally, he let out a soft controlled moan and he came all over his hands and her hands.

she maintained her gaze.

He didn't know what to do next.

Suddenly she voiced out all her feelings,
"how dare you scream at me and after all that screaming, this is all you can let out"
She smirked at his load of cum, put his penis back into his pants, wiped her hands on her shirt and left.

Anoushka knew that he would never shout at her ever again.

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