Shagging My Boss 🌶🌶🌶

I made it through my meeting only slightly undressing Paul with my eyes. There was no way to hide it, but I managed to keep my hands to myself. The last thing I need on my perfectly polished record was a sexual harassment case.

It was still raining out, so I had to walk back to the office. Hopefully one day I will be able to beat the fear of cars and rain, but not today.

Today was going to shit really fast. Even this week was shit, as if the stars in my cosmic alignment were off. The storm that rolled in had only grown worse, but the crippling fear of a car made it impossible to find any other way back to work. I opened my umbrella and prayed that it wouldn’t breakdown in the wind.

The walk was miserably long and by the time I had made it back, I was soaking wet and not the soaking wet I wanted to be. People stared at me as I walked the elevator, it’s like they had never seen a wet person before. The mirror in the elevator gave me a reality check.

“I look like a drowned rat.”, I said to myself as the doors began to close.

“Nahh, more like a lost mermaid.”, a voice came from behind me.

Not realizing someone had gotten on the elevator, I turned around.

The man was oddly familiar, but I couldn’t place him.

“Have we met before?”, I asked with my head tilted to the side.

He walked over to me and stood right in front of me. We were chest to chest, and I could feel his hot breath on me.

Placing one hand on the wall behind me, he leaned down.

“We have met a couple of…”, he was cut off by the opening of the door.

Everyone on my floor could see the position I was in because the doors opened to the middle of the room. Feeling hot, bothered, and slightly uncomfortable I ducked under his arm and rushed to my office.

He didn’t follow me or get off the elevator.

I closed my door and pressed my back up against it before sinking to the floor.

“Why am I so fucking horny?! Ugh!”, I was sexually frustrated.

After my pity party I got up and decided to change. I always keep a few spare outfits in my office, it’s a hazard of the job. I pulled my hair up into a bun after letting it air dry and I touched up my makeup.

I wasn’t runway ready, but definitely not a drowned rat mermaid anymore.

My mind still on that guy, trying to place where I have met him. His eyes were emerald green and his trimmed facial hair that perfectly squared his jaw were so familiar. And the scent, it was something I had smelt recently.

Needing to shake myself out of this funk, I decided to go find Jared. I was going to make plans to see him tonight. He was the only one in town and I planned to use that to my advantage.

Just as I rounded the corner to head to his office, I saw one of my bimbo coworkers pull her top down and adjust her breasts before going in. I decided to stand back and watch it play out. It wasn’t uncommon for women to hit on him, even at work.

He was a hot dad and his body was hand carved by Zeus himself. Thinking about him naked started to make me drool.

I couldn’t hear what was going on, but she didn’t stay in there long. When she came out her face was filled with disappointment. He had turned her down and that made me do a little happy dance.

Once the coast was clear, I walked up to his door and turned around his sign. It now said *In a meeting. Come back later.*.

He was going to be in a meeting alright, meeting the burning rage of desire inside of me. I planned to unleash it all on him and I couldn’t wait until after work.

*Knock Knock*

“Come in, it’s open.”, he yelled from his desk.

I slowly opened the door scoping out what was going on inside.

“Oh hey. How did the photoshoot go?”, he asked briefly looking up from his computer.

“Not as good as I imagined.”, I said sarcastically.

“Shit. Was he unprofessional? I never wanted you on this assignment.”, he spat.

“He wasn’t as unprofessional as I was wishing. The things I wish he would have done to me on his desk… I am going to do that to you.”, he looked up from his computer and this time he didn’t drop his head back down.

“Leah, we are at work.”, he said.

“That didn’t stop you from wanting to put your hands up my skirt a few weeks ago.”, he shook his head at my statement.

“What if someone needs me for something?”, he asked.

“I am sure they can figure it out or wait until your meeting is over.”, I pointed to the sign I flipped on the door.

He gulped as I closed the door and proceeded to lock it.

“This will be quick.”, I promised as I licked my lips thinking about how he was going to taste.

Walking over to his desk and then grazing his shoulders as I walked behind his chair. It had wheels, so I was able to grab it and slide him back.

I moved his keyboard out of the way, so I could plant my ass on the center of his desk. The wrap dress I had changed into was the perfect sex at work attire. While being comfortable and quick were my goals, a much-needed orgasm was my priority.

Sliding my shoes off, I placed one foot between his legs on the chair, and the other I used to trace my way around his chest. His strong chest bowed as I teased him with my toes. I was already aroused, so there was no need for a long foreplay.

Using the arms of his chair to prop my legs up, I gave him a mouthwatering view.

“You’re not wearing any panties.”, he said softly.

“You don’t cover dinner when it’s ready to eat.”, I replied

His mouth dropped wide as his eyes never left my core.

“I want you to pleasure me with your tongue. Don’t come up for air until I come.”, I ordered.

He didn’t need any persuasive tactics because he was eager to please and do as commanded.

“Hard and fast, I want you to be rough with me. Don’t hold back.”, I leaned back ready to let ecstasy take over my body.

Ready to make my dreams as reality he grabbed my thighs and pulled his face in. I didn’t want to go slow and steady, I was ready for the ride.

With his flat tongue he licked me as if he were drinking water. Up and down, in a fast repetitive motion with his tongue occasionally penetrating me. It didn’t take long for him to ram his fingers inside to match the force of his licking.

With the chance of being caught increasing the sexual pleasure, I bucked my hips and bit my shoulder. It was some of the best head I had ever received. He pulled back from licking to give it a few smacks before thrusting his fingers back inside.

His tongue was dancing the bachata with his fingers as the pressure of release started to build. I was close and he could tell, so he pulled back and used his four fingers and the force from his forearm to ignite all of my nerve endings as he used a fast-waving motion to stimulate my core.

An external orgasm was fast approaching, and I grabbed onto the desk to steady myself. My body began to shake at the same moment my juices started to seep from within. He dove in to drink his accomplishment in an effort to compliment the chef.

“Now bend me over this desk and fuck me as hard as you can.”, I didn’t waste my time getting what I wanted.

He sat my feet on the floor before picking me up by my waist and spinning me around. Rough just like I had asked for, he grabbed a handful of my hair and forcefully bent me over. Lifting up my dress he smacked my ass, he must have remembered how I liked it the other night.

No complaints from me as he lifts one of my legs up on the desk before slamming his long thick erection inside. Coating himself in my previous pleasure, he was able to slide in and out with ease. He gripped my hips and with each forward thrust he pulled me back onto him.

Hitting me deep as each thrust shook the desk I was laid on. My legs jiggled, my body slid forward, and I was forced to mask my moaning. It was thrilling and just the distraction I needed to get over my mid-week slump.

I decided to lay my chest flat on the desk to create the perfect g-spot angle. Each thrust was rubbing my inner g-spot and pushing me closer to another orgasm. Wanting to scream he took off his tie and put it in my mouth before pulling on each end like they were reins.

Thrusting and slapping our bodies together created a heat in the room. I was sweating and panting as I refused to take a break. I wanted to be fucked in the most barbaric way and I was going to enjoy every second of it.

I reached down to rub myself while he used my gagging reins to force himself into me repeatedly. The sexual pressure building up in the both of us was apparent in the grunting and moaning quietly escaping our lips.

The time was now, “I am about to come Jared. Don’t stop!”.

He went into overdrive as he thrusted like it were the power round of a workout. He came inside of me at the same moment my knees gave out during my orgasm. If the desk weren’t holding me up, I would have hit the floor.

When I gathered myself, I stood up and turned around. Pushing him back in his chair, his still hard erection was waving at me. I sat back on his desk and spread my legs in his face.

“Eyes on me.”, I ordered him to watch me as I took my fingers and slid them inside of me.

I coated my fingers in our cum and then licked my fingers clean as he drooled watching me taste what he left behind.

Sitting on the desk, spread eagle until we both caught our breath. His eyes never left me and he was speechless.

Hoping off the desk and straightening my dress, “Same time next week?”, I winked.

“W… wh…what?”, he stuttered as he got dressed.

“It was a joke, well maybe.”, I smiled as I put my hair neatly in a bun again.

Leaving his office, I flipped his sign back around to say *I am available*.

Goodluck getting his mind off of me while he finishes his work. I didn’t realize how fun it would be shagging my boss. I'd give it a five star rating in hopes it happened again.

-To be continued-