Ms. Randwick's Second Job (Patreon)

Ms. Randwick is an infamous name in your company. A prim and proper woman would be a generous description of the mid-thirties boss of your section. Sharp, efficient and dedicated to maximization of productivity and professionality. A less flattering description would be that she’s an infamous hardass who loves to belittle her employees and bully them whenever she gets the chance. Such a woman might bring some old, tight-lipped prude to mind, someone for whom their physical appearance is every bit as proper as their reputation.

But Emma Randwick is nothing like what you’d expected. Your boss is in her mid-thirties, yes, but she’s matured in a way that’s rendered her incredibly attractive. Black hair tied up in a tight bun, blue eyes and full rosy lips. A tight white business shirt that leaves her shoulders exposed, and does nothing to hide the fact that her chest is enormous. Her tight black pants hug the curve of her waist, revealing an hourglass figure. A woman of your boss’s beauty could be a model who would outshine women half her age.

“Are you paying attention?!” Ms. Randwick snaps at you, making you flinch in alarm. “I’m talking to you, newbie!”

“Y-yes! Sorry ma’am!” Your eyes had been drawn to her shapely body, and naturally your mind had begun to wander…

Your boss glares down at you, clicking her tongue irritatedly. “You’ve been with us for two months, how have you not adapted yet? Honestly…” She makes no attempt to conceal her contempt for you, in both her words and her sharp tone. With a thump, Ms. Randwick throws down the report you’d submitted to her earlier today. “This… pathetic jumbling of words is what you call a report? I had the misfortune of reading it just now, and I really must tell you, it’s been a while since I’ve felt the need to come down and reprimand an employee for something this poorly written!”

That was a lie. You know that your boss had been down here in the office cubicles just yesterday to yell at someone. And the day before that. The only reason that she hadn’t done it the day before that was because it had been the weekend. But you’re certainly not going to try and argue with such a terrifying woman...