I always have a think about being under a desk. The closed, confined areas are a thrill when I think about worshiping some cock pressed against my mouth. I like the idea that I can't go anywhere until I'm done. And this fantasy has come out in my third story. Under the Desk is about a factory line worker who is “promoted” by his boss' secretary to take her place as she retires. His duties include not only the usual bookkeeping but also servicing Robert Chambers in every way he wants.

This almost ended up being a cross-dressing story, but at the last minute, I couldn't reasonably justify why Robert was going to make Chase dress up as a girl going forward. Though, the idea of a miniskirt being pushed up over my buttocks before I'm thrown across a table… that I can get behind.