You were walking down the halls to your bosses office after getting word he wanted to see you.

You enter his office and go to sit down in one of the seats in front of his desk.

“You wanted to see me?” You ask.

He looks up from his paper work and looks at you, a smirk grows on his face.

“Yes, come here, cara mia. On my lap.” He answers.

He pats his lap.