I hear my name echoing down the hall, your voice booming on the intercom, paging me to your office once again. Dreading the tension filled room once the door closes, the way my hands begin to tremble and my eyes widen following the movements of your lips and catching the glances of your eyes as you peer up from your desk to make sure I'm listening. I find myself sitting there attentively listening to the sound of your voice, not your words, just the deep low pitches, soothing my ears, my nipples involuntary hardening as a shivver runs down my body. "Are you cold?" You question as my concentration in la la land is broken, "nope" I quickly respond, hoping that my blushed cheeks and guilty expression on my face doesn't give away the fact that my apparent coldness is simply arousal pulsing to the tips of my hard nipples. You carry on with what you were saying, seeming to pay more attention to my body language, trying to read the unspoken words of chemistry yet maintain your slowly intrigued professionalism. "So your good staying late tonight to help me then, right?" You ask already knowing my answer is yes. Reading into the fact that I can't tell you no. "Of course" I respond, seeing the glimpse of a grin of victory on you face. Gathering my padfolio and striding back to my office the thought of what have I gotten myself into floods my mind.
As the day dwindles to night I find myself engrossed in the stacks of papers that seem to be growing with every passing hour. My copy pile now over a dozen sheets developed, awaiting the copier to fullfil their piles I decide to embark on the journey to the isolated copy room, the halls dark and possessing a ghost town feel, I think 'good going here it is Friday night and once again your the only one working'. Feeling disappointed that things were left for me to wrap up I carry on into the copy room, the dimly lit cubby of a room welcoming me into it. The mirrored tinted window allowing me to gaze out to the starlit night while passers by would never know I was standing there. 5 stacks in I was standing there playing on my phone to pass the time, scrolling through Facebook, secretly envious of all the check ins of my friends out playing, as I hear the heavyness of a door shut behind me. Startled as I look up into the window to see how the door shut in the reflection, I make out the stance of a tall man behind me, one hand on the door knob, staring into the reflection as well. I can tell by your cologne it's you before your deep voice mutters a single word. My startled self relaxing as I slip my phone away, not saying a word, I can hear your steps as you come up behind me, your hands finding my sides as you place yourself up against me. "Do I make you nervous or can you feel the chemistry too?" You whisper, your 6'5 body towering overmine, your grip on my hips bringing a tremble down my spine, "both" I reply. "Good because you do the same to me" you admit as you move my long brown hair from my shoulder, revealing my neck as your lips begin to kiss me gently, your hot breath tickling my senses. I turn around, allowing you to pin my body between you and the copy machine, feeling a rush through my veins, intertwined with the sense of how wrong it is to be making out with my boss only making the intensity stronger. Looking up at your soft eyes, waiting for a cue that you were not crossing a line I didn't want you to, my shaky hands cup your face as I lean towards you, our lips meeting for the first time, taking a moment to sync up and find a rythem of movements allowing our tongues to play. Your hands moving from the machine to my ass, the size of your palms fully cupping each cheek. The aggression you send with each grip exciting me more and more as our kissing seems to match the fire being lit between us. My hand finding it's way down to your thigh, gently rubbing up your slacks as my fingers meet your swollen head, tracing the growing buldge in your pants, making your aggression even stronger. A slight grunt escapes your mouth as I gently bite your bottom lip. Cupping my ass in your hands I feel your strength as you pull me into you, picking me up, my legs wrapping around your body that feels almost as hard as your bulging cock. Carrying me to the counter next to the mailboxes, setting me at your level, I find myself even more pinned beneath you and I like it.
Your hands now free to wander, you slide one up my shirt, untucking my cami as you run your hand up my side, ribs, then meeting my plump soft breast that fills your large hand as you begin to massage.My nipple becoming so hard that I can barely control my breathing as your fingers firmly pinch and rub it, sending a direct signal to my pulsing pussy demanding some attention as well. As if your other hand was cued into this silent request I feel your other hand quickly sliding up my skirt, eagerly met with the warmth of my sweet lips radiating heat and barely containing the wetness you are about to discover with your finger. Your lips muffling my rapid breathing, you can tell my heightening need to be pleased by you. I feel the tip of your finger finding it's way underneath the lace barrier of my panties, slipping inbetween the lips of my pussy, immediately locating the strategically placed barbell piercing through my clit making every touch more sensational than the last. Making small gentle circles with the tip of your finger, I begin to squirm, grasping my breast tighter to keep me in place you guide your finger down my moist folds until you are able to gently push your finger inside me. Feeling the tightness and wetness of my sweet pussy hugging your finger I can feel the drive building with in you as you slide in and out of me, my breathing turning into moans, now needing the muffling of your mouth on mine, you whisper "sssshhhhhh baby you gotta keep quite." Unable to resist you feel my body swaying with the motion of your hand as you finger me, never missing a beat with your hand and lips. Pulling your finger out you bring it to your mouth, tasting the sweet juices from my pussy, "come here" you demand as you pull me to the edge of the counter, my legs on either side of you as you fumble with your zipper, bringing the caged beast of a cock out of hiding. My body becoming nervous as you bring your head to my tight pussy, pulling my panties to the side giving you a silent but clear cue that I want you to fuck me, you part my lips as I feel the pressure of your head stretching it's way inside me. Your arms wrapping around my thighs as you push firmly, working your way half way in me, then further with each gradual thrust, a higher pitch quivering moan escaping my beautiful lips as your cock drives deep inside me, pushing the limits of me. "You ok baby, does it hurt?" You ask, pausing deep inside me. "mmmmhhhhmmm, fuck me" I whisper to you, as you begin to thrust again, the head of your long cock hitting so deep inside me I can feel a tingling sensation embracing my body. Using all your animalistic senses you can feel my body weaving in and out of an intense orgasm, building up inside my swelling pussy, begining to pause a few extra seconds as you are all the way inside me, I can't fight the need to succumb to the pleasure of your hard cock massaging me from the inside. Your arm now wrapped up my back, holding me in place and supporting my body as I begin to unleash the flood of ecstasy with in me my moans uncontrollably becoming louder as your other hand makes it way over my mouth, quieting my pleasing noises as you feel like more of a man watching, hearing and feeling me melt under your control. With my body begining to relax, you bask in the heightened sense of my pleasure, admiring the glistening juices covering your shaft, "already baby?" you mock as I am in a state of euphoria. "Yes boss you made me cumm all over your big hard cock" I mock back as your rythem begins to pick up again for a few thrusts. "Now it's my turn" you declare. Pulling your throbbing cock out of me you help me down, concealing him back in your pants you order me to your office. Walking in behind you I gently close the door, twisting the lock, you sit in your chair watching me approach you. I lean down kissing you as I pull your manhood free again, stroking him with my hands, bending down and taking him in my mouth as you watch in awe as I lube him up. Standing up and turning around I pull up my skirt, the lace panties decorating my perfect ass, sliding them down to my feet, your hands grasping my thighs as I mount you reverse cowgirl, taking your breath away as you enter me again, my pussy swollen from the deep pounding you gave her but welcoming you inside, seemingly deeper than before. The sight of my ass bounching as I ride you, the grip you have on my hips, my long hair swaying down my back releasing a light fragrance of love spell enlighting your senses, you can see my breasts bounce in the reflection of the frames on your wall. Your breathing becoming heavier like the fog rolling in on a crisp winter night. I can feel you swelling inside me as your grip begins to loosen and you lean back in your chair, giving the power of your orgasm to me. Giving you a few more bounces I quickly pull you out, dropping to my knees inbetween your legs, taking you in my mouth once again, sucking your member and coaxing your hott cumm out of your sensitive head. I can feel the first stream of hott liquid shoot in my mouth as your eyes are locked on mine, your hands holding my hair in your fingers as you shoot the rest of your load down the back of my throat. Indulging in the control you have regained on me while I'm on my knees you savor the last moments of your cock shoved down my throat as my lips begin to slide down your shaft and you sink back into your chair. "I think that cuts the tension now" I say as I slide my panties back on and make my way back to the copy machine, the sound of the printer filling the silence as I finish making copies and stride back to my office again.