This is my first story and all fantasy! Please let me know any feedback!
It all started the day I met you. That cocky look told me you were in charge and knew what you were doing being in management longer than I had. I personally couldn’t tell if I wanted to be submissive and let you order me around, or being stubborn headed and dominate the area since we were both new to the region.
The first few weeks I tested my waters. Who are you as a person? Why was I so intrigued by you? None of this I could answer by myself.
Over the weeks, we grew close. Shared personal stories. These stories led to innuendos and teasing. Some of these consisted of our deepest fetishes, like BDSM, spanking, choking, rough long sex, and much more.
One day, the sexual tension was palpable between us. We head out to do assessments in a room we knew had no camera.
I watch as you walk in with the first employee. We spend about 5 minutes explaining what they did wrong, and let them go back to work. Employee two, three and four pass quickly and I am shaking to be alone with you. I watch as the fifth and final employee comes in for their assessment. I watch how firm and understanding you are with the agent.
As the employee leaves, I hear you lock the door and suck in a sharp breath. I stand, stacking the assessments and think of anything other than being alone in a room with you. My mind starts to race with possibilities, blocking out all sensible thought. I close my eyes, letting my mind wander to endless options in front of me.
THWAP!!
My eyes open wide and I moan out, unable to stop myself. My legs start to shake and I turn my head to glare at you with a naughty little grin.
“What? I thought you liked being spanked,” you say coyly.
All thought has removed itself as I come within the personal bubble. I am less than 6 inches from you, cleavage available for viewing and you can feel my body heat emanating from all directions.
“And what if I do? Are you going to punish me? Seems you have your eyes on more then spanking.”
I look down and admire how hard you are, even if it blends in with the jeans you are wearing. You notice I am staring and give me that cocky grin again. I back myself against the door, aiming to leave, teasing you once more. You place your hand against the door, stopping my exit and now our chests are touch. You are a good 7 inches taller than me, and I see I am perfectly aligned with the top of your chest and neck. My breathing turns rapid and i look up into your eyes. The same eyes I fell in love with unexpectedly.
“Fuck… If only you know how much I want this,” you say.
“Want what…?” I reply dazily, breathing coming in short rasps.
“How bad I want to kiss you.”
I watch as you lean in, eagerly meeting your lips. I place my hand on your face and slowly slip my fingers through your hair. I can feel you wrap your arms around my upper back and pull me in closer. I pull back from the kiss, looking at you with fear we are going to get caught at any moment.
The smile that illuminates your face tells me that I have nothing to fear, as you rub my nipples through the shear fabric of my shirt and bra. I moan softly, not wanting to get caught, but enjoying the coarse of emotions running through me. Electricity flying through my belly and out to my arms and legs. My fingers and toes curling in unison as you pinch tenderly. I pull my arms loose and lift my top, showing my breasts, nipples firm. You lean down, gently licking my nipple in circles and watching me lift my breasts for better coverage. I feel one hand slide down my side and in between my legs, my panties growing wetter by the second. You slip one hand in my pants, feeling my slickness before entering. I spread my legs, allowing you access. You first pump one finger in and out slowly… Then add a second.
I’m moaning your name softly into your chest as you finger me. You rub circles around my clit, making me shiver with every pass over my nub. I’m thrusting into your hand, growing closer to orgasming, as your other hand is pinching and pulling my nipple and your moth sends warm breath over my skin.
“I need you… NOW.”
I slide my pants and panties down, bending over the table so you can see my plump, pink, shaven pussy. Wet as can be, I watch as you release you cock from the denim cage. Free and pulsing, you line up with my slit. I push back eagerly, letting you fill me completely. You start to pump slow, rhythmically moving so you hit my g-spot. Harder and faster you thrust, hoping we can both climax before we are spotted. Face down, next to a computer, I moan your name as you pound me effortlessly. I can feel the fire as my pussy starts to squeeze your cock, trying to milk your cum out.
I feel you tense, throbbing as you cum, sending me into my own climax. Out of breath and listening for footsteps, we get dressed. You exit first to see if the coast is clear. After a few minutes, you whisper I can exit, your voice gruff and making me shiver. We walk side by side, smiling as we hide our secret, knowing there will be a next time.
Source: reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/fqc9n4/the_secret_work_affair_mf