The time my boss screwed the attitude out of me in the employee bathroom [FM]

My husband really enjoyed reading the [last story I posted here](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/xtxoao/i_ended_up_becoming_my_managers_sidepiece_because/), and it seemed many of you did as well! I was encouraged to write another, so here we are: The time my manager fucked the bad attitude out of me in the employee bathroom.

This takes place about a month after I first hooked up with Jeremy. It had already become a very regular thing, the new and exciting feeling had worn off it a little bit for me, I found myself bored during our standard hookups, and I think because of that I also forgot to be bubbly and chipper around him to play up the starry eyed into him thing. Not that Jeremy wasn’t aware he wasn’t my first choice of sexual partner, our first conversation and a couple we’d had since made that pretty clear. That fact never seemed to bother him though, I found myself bent over the desk in his office after closing almost every night I worked.

The night in question, I was in a horrible mood. Looking back, I don’t even remember what I was mad about, but it was probably something related to either school or perhaps ironically, a guy who wasn’t reciprocating my interest the way I wanted him to be. Basically, I was being a royal bitch that night. I had snapped at our kitchen staff several times, once for something that had actually been my mistake. I was behaving in a way that had seen my co-workers sent home early before.

Jeremy ended up pulling me aside and attempting to talk to me about it, but I was hearing absolutely none of it. He then threatened to write me up, which is when I tore into him. I told him that I knew he wasn’t going to actually do anything about it because he was having too much fun fucking me behind his wife’s back, and I don’t remember my exact words, but I essentially threatened to tell her if he wrote me up. All this while, he and I were standing in the hallway that led back to our employee bathrooms, break room, his office, and some storage. It was situated only a few feet from customers. If he’d had any sense, he’d have fired me right then and there. But this story isn’t about a man who’s thinking clearly.

I stormed away from Jeremy and into our employee bathroom. He shoved the door quickly so I couldn’t close it, then pushed his way in behind me before closing and locking the door. I was crying, standing in front of the sink. I apologized to him quickly for threatening to out him, and he folded his arms across his chest, leaning back against the door. He told me that he knew I wasn’t going to tell her, but that something must be up with me. Until that point, Jeremy had shown very little interest in how I was doing at all. He barely knew what courses I was taking, let alone if anything was wrong. I really didn’t feel like venting to him, so I just nodded.

It was then that Jeremy moved from his position against the door to come up behind me, grasping my hips and tugging me back so that my ass pressed against his groin. I was wearing a form fitting black dress with a halter top that tied behind my neck in a bow. I had to fight the urge to roll my eyes at him when I felt that he was already hard.

Jeremy held eye contact with me in the mirror as he tugged at the bow behind my neck, causing the top of my dress to fall away, revealing both my breasts before hanging crookedly against my torso as the fabric clung to me. He cupped my breasts from behind, and toyed with my nipples which caused me to whimper, and lean my head back against him. Nipple play has always been a weakness of mine, and it had not taken Jeremy very long to figure that out originally. I knew what he wanted, and at the time I was a lot less bored than usual so I played a long more eagerly than I did most nights, I was enjoying the distraction from my anger. I ground my hips against him, then leaned forwards and pressed my palms flat against the mirror, curling a brow upwards at Jeremy in the mirror, essentially inviting him to take what he wanted.

Jeremy and I had stopped using condoms the second week of hooking up. Neither of us enjoyed them much, and I was on birth control. (Not the responsible thing to do though, oh my god please use protection if you’re having casual sex. We were being idiots.) He hurriedly tugged my dress up, and my panties to the side before his hand clasped around my throat, choking me a little bit just as he had learned I enjoyed while he entered me from behind. I rhasped out a moan, his hand restricting the amount of noise I could make slightly, however the noise still came out too loud for his taste, causing him to squeeze tighter, cutting off my air flow entirely as he began fucking me with slow, but hard strokes.

Jeremy never had much interest in actually bringing me to climax, so I slid my hand down between my legs and began rubbing my clit while he fucked me, causing me to clench around him. He began fucking me faster, both of his hands moving to my hips to pull me back into him with each forward thrust he made. I brought myself to orgasm around his cock, and that pushed him over the edge as well. He leaned forwards and bit my shoulder as he came inside me, then kissed down the back of my neck, keeping his cock inside of me for a few moments as he came down from his orgasm.

Jeremy pulled out of me, and gave me a swat on the ass before telling me that I’d better be in a more appropriate mood before I came to rejoin work. I stayed there for a few minutes after he left, and ended up making myself cum another time before I fixed my dress and went back out to work.

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