Own Your Boss
Beaufort grinned, scratching his beard. God, he must work out. With every stretch of his body as he righted himself and placed his hands on his hips, Dan's eyes flitted between his arms and his chest, seeing his button-up shirt straining against his skin. He said some sort of goodbye to Dan and walked off, a real treat for him, since his eyes locked onto his ass, which too seemed to be entirely too big for his clothing. A lot of Dan's time in the office once he finished his work was spent fantasizing. It was easy to stare at a computer screen and type garbage for a while. Not all of his fantasies revolved around Mr. Beaufort, but he was the nearest and most readily accessible in his mind to sexualize. He didn't think he had any actual affection for the guy, he found him entirely annoying, which only made him hotter.
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Daniel Tucker hates his job for a wide range of reasons. Could be the hours, the exhaustion or the burn out, but one of the more prevalent reasons is his boss. His incredibly annoying, objectively kind of an asshole, but incredibly hot boss.
