"Looks here like you've got some drivers that need to be installed."
Drivers? Like mouse drivers? Thought John
Amelia got up from her chair. "Hold still" said Amelia before John felt a hand on his back. John then felt a click in the back of his neck. It felt to John as if Amelia had attached something there. Amelia had in-fact just plugged John into her desktop.
"The manual says you'll need to be connected in order to perform your duties as my assistant." Said Amelia "You'll be my guy in the chair when I'm not around. So-to-speak."
That doesn't seem so bad thought John.
"You'll also be responsible for keeping me satisfied so I can focus on my work." Added Amelia.
Satisfied? What's that supposed to mean?
The manual recommends I keep you blindfolded while I configure your device settings. Wouldn't want to give you too much control would we?
John then felt Amelia sit back down before leaning forward towards her computer. After some typing and a series of mouse-clicks, John felt her twist in her chair, and before he knew it, she'd taken the blindfold off.
As John eyes once again adjusted to the light in Amelia's room. There, on his lap, sat Amelia in only her underwear. Any other time this would have given John an instant erection, by for some reason his cock refused to respond as it sad between Amelia's legs.
John peered over Amelia's shoulder. And could see what she was watching fairly well. Although not particularly interested in the content. John tried his best to enjoy himself. This went on for an hour or so until something caught Amelia's attention.
As she was browsing videos on the web, Amelia began to absentmindedly scratch between her legs. It was then that she felt John's limp genitals.
