Becky sat at the bus stop that Monday morning, it was a crisp winters day and her collar was turned up to the stiff breeze blowing right up the street. She glanced at her watch, another 10 minutes until the bus was due. Her mind wandered, wondering what He was doing right now. She figured he’d be awake, getting his breakfast, making his own way to the office. She shivered, maybe at the thought of seeing him again, maybe because of the sudden gust of wind.
He had only started at work a couple of weeks ago and as his boss she had had to spend a lot of time training him. He was a talented engineer and she knew he was more than capable. Physically he was bigger than her, not her usual type being quite scruffy, not clean shaven, but there was something about the way he looked at her.
Being the only female manager at the engineering company, and only in her 30s, she always felt the need to prove herself, she wore heels so try and make her 5’ 2’’ frame look more dominant more assertive, but when he walked into the room she felt tiny, submissive even. She couldn’t help thinking about how his hands would feel against her skin but she shook the thought from her head as quickly as it entered. She thought back to Friday, and blushed. Normally when she was training people on the use of the company software she would pull up a chair next to them, stand behind them at their desk to direct them, aware she needed to exert her authority and earn their respect. Somehow with him, she had found herself kneeling beside his chair, elbows on the desk, pointing out the different programmes to him. ‘Ah yes, I’ve got it now, thank you’ he said, and turned his chair to face her. She froze, looking into his eyes for far too long as he loomed above her. What must she have looked like knelt as his feet, lips parted. She had seen a little smile forming across his lips and he leaned forward and whispered in to her ear ‘you can get up now’. She immediately stood, awkwardly straightening her skirt as she shuffled back to her office embarrassed. All afternoon she kept glancing over at him and each time she did he gave her that same smile. Everytime they made eye contact she could feel herself flush, her breathing quickened and she knew even before she lifted her skirt discretely behind her desk and slid her fingers up her thigh that she would find her pussy was wet. She had always known she was submissive but had never found a partner dominant enough to explore that side of herself. As she slowly rubbed her fingers over clit through her panties she imagined Adam touching her, how she would give up her body to him. She closed her eyes as she pictured it was his fingers roughly pulling her pants to the side and pushing his fingers into her. She ran her fingers up over her clit, her fingers slick with her juices as she rubbed in small circles. She bit her lip trying to keep quiet but her breathing grew ragged as the tingles from her orgasm spread, radiating out from her pussy down into her thighs, and up into her breasts. She kept her eyes closed as her head went back and the tiniest moan escaped her lips as she climaxed. As soon as her orgasm subsided she felt guilty, she opened her eyes and jumped, pulling her hand quickly from under the desk as she saw Adam casually leant against the door frame, watching her with his arms folded. The wide smile on his face told her he knew exactly what she had been doing. He winked, turned and walked away as she felt the embarrassment burn in her cheeks.
She had left without saying goodbye and today she knew she had 8 hours in the office with him on their own left her feeling embarrassed and excited in equal measure. Would he say anything to her? Could they still work together? Was there any chance he wanted her as much as she wanted him?
She glanced at the time again, the bus was late, but just as she pulled out her phone to ring a taxi she saw it turning the corner.
When she arrived, as expected, he was already there, leaning against the wall looking at his phone, a duffel bag slung over his shoulder. She hurried up to him, avoiding eye contact. ‘Morning Adam’ she said trying hide the quiver in her voice and sound professional. She pulled out her keys and slipped them into the lock. Before she could turn the key she felt his body close against her back, his breath in her ear. His hands flat against the door either side of her. She was held against the door by the weight of his body. She twisted her body round to face him, still pushed tight against the door. He leaned his face close to hers. ‘You’re late baby girl’ he whispered. He lifted his hand to her face, running his thumb gently over her cheek ‘What are we going to do with you?’
Adam calmly reached down and turned the key, pushing the door open, placing his hand on her shoulder he steered her through the doorway, and followed her in. He turned, locking it again behind him.
As soon as the door locked he immediately because rougher, more urgent. His hand grabbed at her long hair, twisting it round his hand pulling her towards him. His features look harsh, maybe even angry and she started to panic a little. What was he going to to. He barked at her now ‘ You got my message baby girl?’ Becky thought back to the anonymous text that had come through that weekend. A message from an unknown number had simply said, ‘Your safe word is Apples, Daddy’. At the time she had thought it odd, but dismissed it as a wrong number, but now she knew the message was from Adam. She could barely find her voice as she croaked out ‘Yes’. He pushed her hard against the wall, his hand on her throat, his knee pushing between her legs to spread them ‘Yes what, baby girl!’ he shouted at her. ‘Yes, Daddy?’ She ventured. ‘Better’ he said smiling as his grip loosened slightly. He was enjoying the startled, slightly scared look in her wide eyes, noting how her breasts rose and fell with each panicked breath. ‘You need some training baby girl, but I already know you are going to be my very precious gem’
He let her go, swinging the duffel bag down onto the nearest desk, his back to her as he reached inside. ‘Knees’ he said simply without turning to her, instinctively she dropped to her knees behind him.
‘Hands behind your back’, again she followed his instruction without thinking. He stalked round behind her, securing her hands in the small of her back.
‘Don’t worry baby girl, I’ll look after you, I know exactly what you need, but we are going to start slow baby, ok?’ he sounded gentle now, caring, her heart was racing as she replied, ‘Yes Daddy’.
He wrapped his hand in her hair again, pulling her back to her feet, dragging her over to the desk and bending her forward over it. He held her down one hand wrapped around her wrists in her back. He grabbed her skirt and pulled it up over her hips, exposing her ass, he roughly pulled at her panties, tearing them off her. ‘Legs spread baby’. She stepped he feet apart knowing her pussy was now exposed to him. He slowly ran his fingers up her pussy lips, slipping a finger into her slit feeing she was wet. ‘Oh baby look how wet you are, what a slut’ he whispered. She heard him unzipping his pants behind her, felt him rub the head of his cock between her lips, teasing her. She wanted hun so badly, she yearned for him. She felt an ache in her pussy and began to push herself back so he would enter her. But he moved his hips, making sure to keep his head running around her pussy, against her clit. She tilted her hips again, pushing back further but he pushed her back forward holding her firmly down onto the desk.
She turned her head to the side, looking back to him, ‘please, Daddy’, she saw his smile widening and felt as he slammed his cock deep into her pussy as soon as she said it.
He railed her, pounding her pussy as he held onto the restraint holding her wrists, splitting her over and over. She gasped as she felt him stretch her. She had never been taken like this before, all her previous partners had been too gentle and polite, and she knew this is what she’d been waiting for. She felt his hand smack down hard on her ass making her squeal as he fucked her. That seemed to spur him on as the more she squeal the harder he smacked and the rougher he fucked her. He was grunting as he thrust more quickly, he reached round and roughly fingered her clit as he pulled out. ‘Cum for me, slut’ he said as he continued to rub on her clit, ‘cum for your Daddy’ she get her body start to shake and barely recognised her own voice as she screamed out her orgasm. He was stroking his cock behind her as as she called out she felt hot jets of his cum landing on her ass, he roared as they landed on her running down onto her thighs and mixing with her own.
‘Oh so pretty baby girl’ he said looking at her ass covered in his cum and her gaping pussy.
She slowed her breathing, ‘wow’ she thought, as she turned her head to face the other way. She came face to face with the open duffel bag next to her…. seeing what was inside she stiffened, maybe she would need that safe word after all.
Source: reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/mndk9h/day_at_the_office_ddlg_part_1
So hot!