I pull myself out of my boss who weakly leans back on the desk.
I grin at her, watching my cum drip from her used hole. “Good girl.”
She pants. “Anything else, sir?”
“Fucking axe Trevor.”
She manages to prop herself up, looking at me with a confused look. “What did Trevor do?”
“Managed to spill drinks on me at least three times a week for 2 months now. Some of which caused burns. Stole my lunch 5 times, ‘accidentally’ deleted a month’s worth of spreadsheets and cut the cord to my mouse.” Fuck, I almost forgot how much I hate this job.
She pulls a few tissues from a box on her desk and starts to clean herself up.”I… I didn’t know-… I can handle it. I’ll have to talk to security. Get yourself dressed and head back to your desk.”
I nod and pick my clothes up off the floor. As I’m getting dressed, I see her panties on the floor… Yoink… I pocket my prize and head back to the floor… Not without the biggest smile on my face. Before I leave I hear her call to me. “Hey, Sammy? Be ready for a review of your performance.” She winks at me as I leave.
It’s been two days since my adventure with my manager. I don’t think I’ve been more excited to be at work. Ready for Trevor’s games, I made sure not to bring my coffee to my desk. It seems like it wasn’t a necessary precaution though. “Trevor Phillips. Please see me in my office. Thank you.” Sam’s voice comes from the intercom and Trevor, confused, stops his pre-work mingling (or douching, rather) and makes his way off of the floor.
I’m in the middle of organizing our first client’s invoices when I hear the door open to the floor violently. I turn to see Trevor with a sour, raging face. His furrowed brows were an art piece from God to me. I’m technically not supposed to get up from my desk for any reason but work, but I couldn’t help but follow him to his desk. I peered around his cubicle entrance to find him packing his things.
“What happened, Trevor?” I feign concern with poison in my words.
“Fuck you, punk.” He growled.
I gasp in sarcastic shock. “So rude! You’ve always been sooo kind to me! How could you say that?”
His face just compresses more in fury with a growl as he continues to pack his things. I watch, leaning against the wall in euphoric glee as he stacks his things in a box. Eventually, he leaves his badge on his desk, picks up his box, and shoves past me. Big mistake. That sky blue suit that he loves so much? Guess what’s covered in coffee now? Where did I get coffee? Did I forget to mention that Trevor is a coffee drinker? Oh yeah… He likes it black too. “Oh no! I’m soooo sorry!” At least you’re on your way home!”
“FUCK!” He stomps off with his box, everyone in the office staring at him as he left.
“Make sure you’re eating well!” He didn’t even let me finish as he slammed the door behind him. I was on my way back to my desk before I heard from the intercom.
“Samuel Gardner. Please see me in my office. Thank you.”
I open the door and am greeted to Sam sitting on her desk, legs crossed and facing me. She’s got that familiar glowing smile on and she says so obediently…
“Anything else, sir?”
“I have a few jobs for you…” I close the door behind me and lock it.
The End?
Source: reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/p3iyjh/i_fucked_my_boss_and_got_my_asshole_coworker
I kind of wish this would go on a bit longer to be honest, but it ain’t my story to write. It’s well written and I enjoyed reading it.