The sky was quite clear and warm today, with people walking happily along the streets - but inside the corporate office, the atmosphere was icy. Jeremy noticed his boss was far angrier than usual, yelling at some workers over minor mistakes. Normally his boss might show frustration, but never this intense rage that made employees scatter when they saw him coming.

Jeremy sat at his desk, tapping his pen nervously. He'd tried everything - the special coffee with exactly the right amount of cream, discreet shoulder massages during report reviews, even offering to take on extra work - but nothing had dimmed the storm in his boss's eyes. Inside, Jeremy felt a mix of irritation and concern. Why wouldn't he share what was really bothering him? They'd been intimate enough that such barriers should have fallen by now.

The final straw came when he heard his boss yelling at the intern for misfiling documents. Jeremy couldn't stand the tension anymore. He stood up abruptly, ignoring the curious looks from nearby desks, and marched toward the executive office. Taking a deep breath, he opened the door without knocking, quickly closed and locked it behind him.

His boss looked up, ready to unleash more anger on whoever dared interrupt - but stopped when he saw Jeremy approaching. Before the CEO could speak, Jeremy climbed onto his lap, straddling his thighs, and brought his face close to his boss's neck. His warm breath tickled the earlobe as he smiled slightly. "I noticed you're really pissed off today," Jeremy murmured, "and nothing I've done has worked. How about I try to make you calm down in another way?" He ran a hand slowly over his boss's chest, feeling the tension in the muscles beneath the expensive shirt.