– be in his office at exactly five past one. I’ll just give him my lunch hour, taking it at one instead of twelve. I crossed a few things off my own list, stopping at the Pharmacy, and making an appointment with my gynecologist. With all the sex I’m having, I need to get back on the pill.
I spend the morning watching the clock. What’s going to happen in his office? Why did he ask me to do those things? This man is going to drive me crazy!
When one pm finally arrives, I begin making my way upstairs. Martha isn’t at her desk, so I take a deep breath, and knock on his door.
“Enter,” his deep voice comes from inside.
Opening the door, I step in, and find him sitting behind his desk.
“Punctual. I like that. Lock the door, Kelly.”
I swallow hard at the authority in his voice as I close the door and turn the lock. When I face him, he’s wearing an amused smile.
“What’s with the skirt?” he asks, his lip twitching.
“You know exactly what’s with the skirt,” I answer, looking down at my below-the-knee pencil skirt.
“Please, sit.” He chuckles.
He tries to hide his smile when I cross my legs at the ankles.
“Well,” he clears his throat, “as you know, Walter is retiring. As we do with all retirees, the company will be throwing him a farewell party. I want you to work with Martha to plan the event.”
Huh? This is why he called me here? Disappointment doesn’t even come close to what I feel. He’s just a tease.
“You seem disappointed, Miss Black.”
“No. I appreciate the opportunity, s ir .” I meet his stare, hoping the last word will get a reaction out of him.
He raises a brow, stands, and slowly shrugs out of his jacket. Now we’re talking.
As he moves, he removes his cuff links, and then perches on the edge of the desk, rolling up his sleeves.
“Have you done what I told you?”
“Why don’t you see for yourself?” I ask.
“Stand up and turn around.”
I do as he says, my body already responding. My chest heaves as I feel him moving closer. Pressing against my back, he places his hands on my hips, and nuzzles my ear.
“I’ve never had sex in my office,” he mumbles.
“Is that why I’m here?”
“Maybe.”
He grabs my skirt on both sides, and slowly inches the material up.
Oh, God! I wish he would hurry because I’m already soaking wet. Once the skirt is bunched above my hips, his hand skates across my ass. I lean into him, delighted at the erection I find.
“No underwear,” he states.
“Per your instruction.”
He reaches around me, stroking my mound with feather light touches.
“Very good, Kelly. You shaved it all off.”
“Again, as you instructed,” I manage to get out through heavy breaths.
His fingers begin to move in circles on the spot just above my clit. He snakes his other hand into my top and under my bra, gently pinching my nipple. My body shudders.
“Now I know why Walter keeps raving about you,” he says in a low, seductive voice. “You follow instructions well.”
“Goes with the job,” I reply breathlessly.
Finally, he moves to my throbbing clit. I moan, feeling my juices trickling down the insides of my thighs.
“I don’t understand what you’ve done to me,” he whispers against my ear. “I can’t even concentrate on my work.”
Removing his hand from my bra, he begins to slowly unbutton my top, placing soft kisses on my neck.
“All day, I think about all the things I could do to you.” He unhooks the front clasp of my bra, and I gasp as my breasts spill out. Twirling my nipple between his fingers, he continues, “All the different ways I can make you scream my name.” I whimper, clenching my muscles as he plunges a finger inside me. “I think about how wet you get for me…the sounds you make…the look in your eyes when you come.”
The pleasure is coming at me from all angles. I know it won’t be long before he makes me come. Especially if he keeps tweaking my nipple. With his finger still inside me,
I spend the morning watching the clock. What’s going to happen in his office? Why did he ask me to do those things? This man is going to drive me crazy!
When one pm finally arrives, I begin making my way upstairs. Martha isn’t at her desk, so I take a deep breath, and knock on his door.
“Enter,” his deep voice comes from inside.
Opening the door, I step in, and find him sitting behind his desk.
“Punctual. I like that. Lock the door, Kelly.”
I swallow hard at the authority in his voice as I close the door and turn the lock. When I face him, he’s wearing an amused smile.
“What’s with the skirt?” he asks, his lip twitching.
“You know exactly what’s with the skirt,” I answer, looking down at my below-the-knee pencil skirt.
“Please, sit.” He chuckles.
He tries to hide his smile when I cross my legs at the ankles.
“Well,” he clears his throat, “as you know, Walter is retiring. As we do with all retirees, the company will be throwing him a farewell party. I want you to work with Martha to plan the event.”
Huh? This is why he called me here? Disappointment doesn’t even come close to what I feel. He’s just a tease.
“You seem disappointed, Miss Black.”
“No. I appreciate the opportunity, s ir .” I meet his stare, hoping the last word will get a reaction out of him.
He raises a brow, stands, and slowly shrugs out of his jacket. Now we’re talking.
As he moves, he removes his cuff links, and then perches on the edge of the desk, rolling up his sleeves.
“Have you done what I told you?”
“Why don’t you see for yourself?” I ask.
“Stand up and turn around.”
I do as he says, my body already responding. My chest heaves as I feel him moving closer. Pressing against my back, he places his hands on my hips, and nuzzles my ear.
“I’ve never had sex in my office,” he mumbles.
“Is that why I’m here?”
“Maybe.”
He grabs my skirt on both sides, and slowly inches the material up.
Oh, God! I wish he would hurry because I’m already soaking wet. Once the skirt is bunched above my hips, his hand skates across my ass. I lean into him, delighted at the erection I find.
“No underwear,” he states.
“Per your instruction.”
He reaches around me, stroking my mound with feather light touches.
“Very good, Kelly. You shaved it all off.”
“Again, as you instructed,” I manage to get out through heavy breaths.
His fingers begin to move in circles on the spot just above my clit. He snakes his other hand into my top and under my bra, gently pinching my nipple. My body shudders.
“Now I know why Walter keeps raving about you,” he says in a low, seductive voice. “You follow instructions well.”
“Goes with the job,” I reply breathlessly.
Finally, he moves to my throbbing clit. I moan, feeling my juices trickling down the insides of my thighs.
“I don’t understand what you’ve done to me,” he whispers against my ear. “I can’t even concentrate on my work.”
Removing his hand from my bra, he begins to slowly unbutton my top, placing soft kisses on my neck.
“All day, I think about all the things I could do to you.” He unhooks the front clasp of my bra, and I gasp as my breasts spill out. Twirling my nipple between his fingers, he continues, “All the different ways I can make you scream my name.” I whimper, clenching my muscles as he plunges a finger inside me. “I think about how wet you get for me…the sounds you make…the look in your eyes when you come.”
The pleasure is coming at me from all angles. I know it won’t be long before he makes me come. Especially if he keeps tweaking my nipple. With his finger still inside me,
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