After finishing the snack with Mercedes. Kurt went back to his desk and kept on reading the binder Sam gave him in the morning and then edited some PowerPoint presentations for Tina . Looking at the computers clock he found that it was five in the afternoon already, which means that he has to go to Blaines office now and see what the handsome man wants from him.

As Kurt stood in the elevator he felt his heart beating fast and his knees shaking. Blaine made him feel so intimidated yet he felt so attracted to the honey eyed man. His mind started supplying him with different scenarios on what will happen in Blaines office. Blaine kissing him passiontly, Blaine yelling at him for not being good enough for the job and the one dominating his thoughts is Blaine taking him in his office. Sweaty Kurt on all four on Blaines big table as the older man rammed his cock in and out of Kurt, whispering dirty words in his ears.

The visions were going out of hand and as the elevators doors opened Kurt considered entering the bathroom in the floor and masturbate before seeing Blaine with his gun loaded, but he decided against it and willed his erection down as he approached the blonde reciptionist.

"Mister Anderson is expecting you,"The girl said with a smile and waved for Kurt to go and know on the door.

After knocking on the heavy wooden doors of Blaines office, Kurt found the doors open and Blaine standing in front of him with a half smile "Oh here he is," Blaine said, allowing Kurt to go inside, "Mister Hummel, the rising star in the advertising world, dressed to the nines." He said and smiled as if hes sharing some inside joke.

Kurt suddenly felt self-conscious and looked down at his oufit, he was wearing a white Marc Jacobs button up shirt with a black Chanel sleevless vest, a black bowtie and his beloved hippo broche, "is there something wrong with my outfit?"

"What gave you this idea?" Blaine asked, "want a drink?"

"No thank you." Kurt said as he sat down. He crossed his legs and internally chanted, breath Hummel, breath Hummel, in and out, in and out.

Blaine fixed himself an extra dry martini and turned to Kurt as he took a sip of his drink, "Im really glad youre working with us, Mister Hummel." he said with a smile, "I have the feeling that youll be making a great impression here."

"Thank you, Mister Anderson." Kurt replied awkwardly, wondering what made Blaine think of him like that? He barly even knew him.

Blaine sat down on his enormous chair and put his martini down, "I wanted to take your opinion on something." He said as he spun his laptop towards Kurt. He then played an advertisment for him about a casino in Las Vegas.

After the advertisment has finished, Blainespun his laptop again to face him and looked at Kurt, "so youre at the right age demo for this spot. what do you think of it?"  Blaine asked gazing at Kurt.

"I like it, I guess. Its cool." Kurt answered.

Blaines expression darkened and he looked as if hes going to kill someone. Kill Kurt, "Thats not going to cut it at all, Kurt."

"Im s-s-s-sorry, did I say something wrong?" 

Blaine suddenly slammed his hand on his dest loudly, making Kurt jump in his chair, "Perhaps I did make a mistake here," he said angirly as he got up of his chair pacing around the room, looking deep in thought, "Ive been making things a bit informal here and I think I gave you the wrong idea."

Kurt trembled, his throat felt dry as he looked at his angry boss, "Im so sorry if I..."

Blaine clapped his hands together as he looked up to Kurts eyes, "you will call me sir when you speak to me, Kurt. Understood?"

"Of course, sir. Yes, sir. Sorry, sir." Kurt babbled, it was so hot in here or at least he felt this way. Its one of these times when he cursed the layers of clothes he wore.

"Thats better," Blaine relaxed slighty and walked to the bar again, "I think youll be having that drink after all." 

Kurt nodded quickly, "yes, sir. This sounds good, sir."

As Blaine started preparing the martini cocktails for both of them he talked in a firm voice, "Im a very difficult person to please, Kurt, but when you find a way to please me youll find tha I show my appreciation in ways that make it worthwhile."

Kurt didnt really know what Blaine meant but he felt scared abd intimitaded from Blaine. Blaine came near him and gave him his drink, their hands touched and electricity ran through Kurts body.

"Taste it," Blaine said.

Kurt took a sip and flinched at the strong, dry taste of the drink, "its really good. Thank you." Kurt lied.

"What?" Blaines voice was hard as hestared at Kurt.

"I said," Kurts face went paler that it already is as he stared at Blaine, "I said its good, sir."

"I dont think you really like it," Blaine stated.

"No, sir, I really do." Kurt said quickly.

Blaine suddenly was in front of Kurt his belt was just at his mouth level. Kurt couldnt help but gulp and look away.

"If you really do like it, then drink it all in one go." Blaine said looking down at Kurt.

"Excuse me?"

Blaines eyes grew darker as he spoke, "If you forgot to call me sir one more time, Ill have to do something unpleasant to you."

Kurt gulped again, "Im really sorry, sir."

"Drink up now, Kurt."

Kurt took a deep breath before gulping the whole glass down, his eyes teard and his throat burned. All the time Blaine was looking at him with a smirk as if hes remembering an inside joke. After Kurt finished, Blaine took the glass from him and put went back to the bar settling it there on the table.