Chapter 7: Taking Charge
Feeling substantially better about her place in the universe, Sasha allowed herself to enjoy a long, hot shower. She'd be late to work, but who was going to reprimand her? She was the boss. Though, so far, the only difference between her leadership and Trent's was that she didn't mention that fact every twenty minutes...
She took her time soaping Trent's firm muscles. She didn't end the day wincing at the lines of her bra straps. She didn't find any surprises in her panties. Her legs weren't sore from wearing heels all day. Her toes, too, were free from her most fashionable (and least comfortable) shoes. And then there was the power. Sasha flexed her bicep and remembered the feel of Lily bouncing in her lap. As her hands gently soaped her crotch, her c**k stiffen
