“Hey have you had a chance to look at the new program I sent you?” You asked me, peaking your head out of your office. “No, I’ve been working on some other things this morning. I’ve made some time for it this afternoon”, I responded. “If you could get to that soon, I need to be able to provide the executives some answers soon”. “Ok” was my only response. You seemed so tense today. You have this new office right next to my cubicle and I feel like we can’t help but see each other all day. You’ve been my boss for a while, but there’s nothing like seeing each other every single day, all day, to really get to know how a person mentally operates. Your new office is practically all glass and it’s taken some getting used to for all of us. Last week you caught me adjusting my hard-on in my pants. You didn’t say anything to me, but your gaze at my pants was caught by me when I went to sit back down. I couldn’t believe I had forgotten you could see me. When we made eye contact you looked away and shuffled papers, I just sat there stunned for a second staring blankly at my computer screen. Shortly after, you got up to leave for the day and just said “goodnight”. I think we both felt a little strange about it but you never mentioned it. I guess it wasn’t worse than the week before I saw you take the risqué picture of yourself for your current fling. I knew you were divorced, which I thought was strange. You’re smoking hot and super smart. What guy wouldn’t try and make that work? Either way, you had some guy on the line now. It was funny watching my boss take a thirst trap. I knocked on your office door to hand you the contract you needed. Your eyes darted to me and you quickly put your phone up. Hey, our little secret, I figured. You know I saw it, but no need for us to discuss it. You signed the contract but I could see your baby blue panties because of the way your dress was hiked up to take the picture. I took the risk of staring and looked away before you realized I was even looking or that you had forgotten to pull your dress back down. Part of me wondered if it was on purpose, but I figured not.
You’ve always been pretty hard on me. But we’ve had a good rapport with one another. You always book your flights with me. We tend to have great conversation when it’s not work related. We drank that night in Jersey City, you spilled out your heart about your ex-husband. I listened to you and talked you through some intense feelings. When we left the bar, you interlocked your arm with mine on our walk back to the hotel. I didn’t think much of it. We both had a bottle of wine a piece, it was just friendly. We hugged at your room. It was…extended. You kissed me on the cheek and grabbed my hand and told me “thank you, for everything”. I was nervous at the time and I couldn’t tell you why today, but I remember that being the emotion. We went our separate ways. By morning you were back to yourself and I don’t think we’ve shared a similar moment since. Either way, today I plan on sticking around kind of late because I’ve got a few things I want to catch up on.
It’s after lunch, I told you I was going to give you an update on the program I’m working on but I haven’t seen you. Finally you come back like a whirlwind. I’m not sure where you’ve been, but apparently it wasn’t good wherever it was. You toss your jacket off and come out of your shoes. I’ve seen you do this before but it was in your old office when the general public couldn’t see you. Always reminds me that you’re a normal person and not just my boss. You sit down, put your head in your hands, and just sit for a minute. I wonder what happened? You looked defeated. You look up and at me and I quickly look away. I didn’t mean to invade your privacy just concerned. You get up and come to the door and ask about the program, “did you ever look at the program?”. I responded, “yeah I did” I think it’s great I could see a very direct application for this”. You replied “great! So are you going to get the ball rolling or what? We don’t have time to sit on this Michael, we need to be moving forward here quickly”. I said, “yep got it, I’ll call IS now and start working on implementation and I’ll speak with AP first thing in the morning”. You just slammed your door shut and got on a video call. Shit, something got to you today and I don’t know what but I’m out. I went ahead took care of the things I said I would and I was headed out. I didn’t want to meet that wrath twice today. As I was packing up you called me into your office and I thought “great, a round two just to end the day on a high note…”. You said, “hey I’m sorry about earlier, I have a lot of pressure on me right now and it just has me stressed. You know I have a stressful home life right now too and it all came to a head this afternoon and it’s just been tough. I didn’t mean to let you see or feel that earlier”. I said “it’s fine, I get it”. You requested to see some of the programming I was interested in so I went to your computer system and showed you what I was excited about implementing. You got excited as well. Which helped your mood I think. I grabbed your shoulder as I got ready to leave your office and said “hey, not to be weird, but if you ever need to talk, I’m here. It doesn’t have to be strange we’ve done it before I don’t mind listening to you vent”. You looked up and smiled and said “thank you and I appreciate it”. My hand on your shoulder came at the right time. The power of it, the strength behind it. The roughness of it. Sent a tingle through your body. I went to walk out of your office and you said, “this is gonna sound weird…you know what, never mind…”. I replied, “what’s weird”. You said, “no Nevermind it’s too strange”. I said, “I highly doubt that, what’s up?”. You said “be honest with me if you don’t want to do it” I said, “just tell me”. You asked me if I would massage your shoulders. I told you of course I would, “that’s not awkward” I said. I began softly rubbing your shoulders and you told me “don’t be gentle, I’ve got tough skin”, leaning your head back with a smirk and soft eyes. So I started really getting into it. You dropped your neck, and it almost became limp as I continued to press into the knots along side your spine and shoulders. Your body slowly started becoming heavier and you whispered “that feels so amazing”. I continued on and you began unbuttoning your blouse. You bent your head back to ask me, if your bare skin would make me uncomfortable and I said, “I’m grown, nothing I haven’t seen before…Maybe not as nice as this though” and winked. You softly smiled and took your blouse off your shoulders. By this time the office was dark. The motion sensors shut the lights down since no one was left in our general office space. Your office was still lit because we were in it. Your blouse falls further and further down your arms and I look down I can see breasts and a bra that matched the panties from earlier. Your breast are a sight for sore eyes. Since your comfortable and I’m comfortable, I slowly work my hands down your chest a little bit and you continue whispering about how good this massage feels. My fingers are nearing the softness of your breast I can’t help but get an erection at this point which is just not how I saw my day going this morning. As I’m bending over you to further massage your arms and chest, my cock presses against your back. You realize it and say “oh wow, I’m…..wow” and you get up and turn around to look at me. You said, “I’m so sorry, I didn’t mean for you to…oh my gosh” as you lean against your desk with your hands on your mouth. I stopped and covered my dick, but it was throbbing and was very noticeable. You said, “my god it’s big, I mean I saw it before, I mean, I didn’t see it, you know what I mean…”. I said, “ hey, it’s fine! No one’s here. We’re both consenting adults. You’re smoking hot. Nobody is here to judge us”. You blushed and thanked me. You just stared at me for a minute with your hands on your mouth. Then finally you said , “can I touch it?”. You acted like a school girl and I said “inside or outside?” With a slight smile, but with palms sweaty enough to flood the desert. You said “inside”. I said “sure”. You rubbed my dick through my pants and I watching your fingers and perfect nails rub on my throbbing dick. It seemed like a dream come true. I was wearing chinos so my pre-cum was visible through the pants and you laughed and said “are you finished?”. I laughed and said, not even close. I unzipped my pants and pulled my cock out. I’m throbbing even though I’m nervous. I lightly stroke it to give you the full view. You smiled and looked at it for a minute, grabbed your breast a little with your hand and then said, “no one can know we did this”. I said “of course not”. You got down on your knees and slid my dick past your lips. Watching you suck my dick with your lipstick being left behind with each movement was quite the treat. You were obviously very skilled at this; slowly sucking it shortly just around the head and then occasionally deep, showing off that you could take it deep in your throat. The treat was watching your eyes watch me while you did it. I grabbed your hair and guided your head for some time. Just enjoying what I was sure to be a once in a lifetime experience. I told you get up and you did. I wiped your desk off and told you “get on top”. You said “what if someone see us?”, so I hit the light switch. I could only see your body lit by the computer light. I bent your legs back and put my face right into your pussy. It smelled and tasted as intense as the moment. You immediately said “Oh My God!?”. I wondered if this could have been why your previous marriage didn’t work. Who wouldn’t go down on this pussy? You swung your arms around to grab the desk for support. I just started licking your wet Pusey with my broad tongue making sure your pussy could feel all of its texture. Slowly took my tongue up to your clit where I continued broadly stroking your clit with my juicy tongue. You exclaimed again, “HOLY FUCK” I assumed I was doing something right. I started flicking your clit with the tip of my tongue and you gripped my hair and said “ oh fuck fuck fuck, I’m cumming” I continued to lick and stuck 2 fingers into your pussy and massaged the back of your clit and sure enough, you squirted in my face. You were gasping for air and trying not to be too loud but your body didn’t know how to react to this kind of pleasure which was a treat for me. My dick was practically touching the floor by this point so I stroked it with some of your cum and stuck it in. Your legs rested on my shoulders, your dress hiked up to your navel and panties hanging around one ankle, it’s been a minute since you’ve been fucked this good. You let out a deep groan as you feel the orgasm waves just take over your body. I grab your tits as I watch them bounce to the rhythm of me stroking your pussy. Finally I feel myself about to cum. I said it out loud even and you said “fill me up, please” and I proceeded to pump every last drop of my cum deep into your pussy. As I finished those last few strokes, you hit a high pitched “yes oh my god yes”. It definitely made cumming even easier. We rested there for a few minutes. Legs still propped up and my dick still in you, catching my breath. Then we hear the trash can roll around. The lights fling on in our portion of the building and we fly to get our clothes back together. The janitor lady, comes by and flies into your office to get your trash. She sees us and freezes. We are clothed but she can tell something is up. She doesn’t speak English well but says “excuse me” rushes in smiles and rushes out. Once she’s gone, we both silently laugh, and rush out to the elevator. We hop on, you lean into me and look up at me, “this is our secret and if we can keep it that way, we can probably make this pretty fun” and you winked at me. We part and get off the elevator. “Goodnight Michael”, “Goodnight Ms. Hyatt”.
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