The Office

You come back to your office and find me sitting behind your desk, waiting calmly like I own the place. I motion for you to shut your door and then point to a space just in front of me, indicating for your to stand there. As you approach, I stand my hands taking possession of you, running slowly but firmly up over your hips, cupping your heavy breasts and holding them for a moment. My fingers brush over your nipples through your shirt, bringing them to stiff hard points almost instantly. One hand moves higher, stroking up the side of your neck, before strong fingers wrap tightly around your throat, holding you in place. The look in my eyes let’s you know not to move, and promises exactly what will happen if you do.

I step back and strip you out of your your clothes leaving you in nothing but bra and panties, open to my gaze. I drink you in with my eyes as you stand there, and you can see the bulge in my slacks growing. Stepping forward I turn you around and with one hand on the back of your neck bend you forward, sprawling you across your desk as I take my fingers down your back, dragging your panties off your hips and letting them fall to the floor.
I stand behind you and just look you over, taking in every curve and dimple of my newest toy, appreciating the wonders of your body. You hear the soft sounds of sliding leather, and chiming metal, and you know that I’m undoing my belt. You wait with anticipation to hear my slacks hit the floor, and finally do after what seems like an eternity, a shiver courses down your spine as you wait for me to move. Rough hands grip your hips, fingers splayed across your cheeks, spreading you open and holding you there for moments that seem endless. You can almost feel me eyes as they roll over you, inspecting you, making you squirm with need and desire.

With one soft grunt I step forward and sheathe myself in you, one thrust straight to the hilt, sending lightning exploding out from your center as my thighs connect with your ass, a loud slap of flesh on flesh filling the air. I hold for a second and pull back leaving an emptiness as I retreat, pulling myself completely out of you. Leaving you quivering at feeling so full and now so utterly empty. Again I thrust forwards, one push, filling you entirely, making you moan out loud, worried your co-workers will here, and know. Over and over again, filled to the brim with a smack, and then empty, I torture you with my cock, sending you higher and higher into the throes of pleasure so exquisite it is almost pain. With a crack my hand strikes down across your ass, leaving a stinging burn behind, that just pushes you even higher. You writhe in my grip on your desk, knowing that even if you beg for it, you’ll only get exactly what I want.

One hand moves up across your back, and fingers tangle roughly in your hair, pulling your head back and arching your neck, tension running through you. As I thrust into you again, I lean forward, turning your head to the side with the hand in your hair. My teeth bite down on your earlobe, and a growl bubbles up from deep inside me, low enough that you feel it vibrate through you. As I straighten up, I pull you backwards onto my cock, using your hair as leverage, pulling over and over again, stretching you tighter and tighter, as you feel my balls slapping against your clit in time to my thrusts, each time sending waves of pleasure/pain through until you can’t really where one ends and the other begins. My fingers dig into your hips, points of heat and pressure barely even felt over the cacophony of sensation innundating you. You can feel my grip tighten and you know I’m close to the edge. With one final thrust, I bury myself deep inside you and explode, coating your insides in the cum you crave, spilling out of me and filling you to the brim, leaving you exhausted and slumped over on the desk as I finish. I release you, and step back, looking down at my cum covered cock, and the remains dripping slowly out of you. I meet your eyes and smile, saying softly, “Look at this mess you’ve made, you better get down on your knees and clean it up.”

Source: reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/hfp20l/the_office

3 comments

  1. Ugh! Totally a fantasy of mine. Unfortunately my office is made of windows with no shades.

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