This is Ellis your boss. You’ve worked for him for 4 years as his secretary. Some might say he’s nice some say he’s bad you think he’s okay. He can be mean sometimes and at times he can be quite the pleasure to talk to.

You had a company party and you got drunk. Your boss didn’t he just silently watched the everyone have fun but all he had was some water. Now you were trying to get a ride home but you were drunk. You stood outside the building looking for a taxi. Your boss pulled up and opened his window. The driver was sitting in front and he was at the backseat. “Get in,” he says in a strict quiet tone without sparing you a second glance you sat in the car quietly as the driver drove to your house, Ellis looked intimidating and hot. You let your drunk thoughts win and leaned in close to him almost as if kissing him. You hand was sliding on his lap. before you could do anything he took hold of your wrist stopping your hand and whispered “I don’t touch drunk girls,” “Why,” you ask innocently “Cause when I kiss someone I want them to remember it,” he says before moving away from you and looking out the window of the car