Learning the office rules
"A new beginning," I assured myself as I nervously stepped into my lively new workplace.
Surrounding me were approximately thirty desks, phones ringing, and people - mostly young and in their late twenties - moving quickly around in professional office attire.
I took a deep breath and strolled to my new desk, where my name, "Kate Thorn," was neatly printed on an adorable little sign. Feeling a rush of warmth, I removed my polished office blazer, revealing my tight, white blouse below.
I contemplated for a moment if my breasts were too accessible, but then I noticed a woman - perhaps around five years older - wearing a nearly skin-tight bodycon dress. She looked stunning. Her skin had a slightly tanned complexion, and her hair flowed like chocolate down her curvaceous figure.
Suddenly, I was pulled back to reality by the loud thud of paperwork being slammed onto my desk by my boss, Jack. He appeared serious and towered over my petite 5'4" frame. He said little but looked straight at me as he walked away.
I had been informed about Jack prior to working here. According to a friend, he's firm but fair, ambitious but young, and had inherited his business from his father when he was just 24. They never mentioned how attractive he was.
Before I could think about it, a whole week had passed in my new job. It was Friday evening, and I felt restless. It had been roughly four weeks since I'd had sex with my ex, and I was feeling horny. The office was noiseless, and most people had left, but my boss had made my hours run until 6 pm. I recalled that I still had my "plaything" in my black leather handbag, so I bent down and discreetly retrieved it. Since no one was watching, I raised my office skirt and spread my legs.
Fortunately, I was wearing stockings and tiny lace panties, which made it easy for me to push them to one side. I slipped the small toy into my wet vagina and shut my legs. The vibrations sent a tingling feeling through me as I moistened even more.
Just then, to my surprise, my boss appeared in front of me.
"Oh, fuck," I thought, "did he see?"
"Come with me," he ordered as he walked back towards his office. He looked displeased and towered over my petite frame. I knew I was in trouble, so I stood up and followed him obediently.
When I entered his office, he closed the blinds and bade me to sit in a white leather chair next to his desk. He maintained eye contact with me, his bright blue eyes piercing mine.
"This isn't how things are done here, Kate," he stated.
"Excuse me?" I questioned, unsure of what he meant. "I've done everything you've asked of me.."
"Not everything," my boss replied.
He ran his hand through his hair as he stood quietly for a moment, his gaze travelling over my body. My toy was still vibrating inside me, and it was challenging not to cum. He looked so attractive and was making it even harder for me to hold back.
Slowly, he moved towards me and instructed me to stand. I complied without hesitation as he ordered. He was positioned so closely to me now that my breasts pressed against his chest, and I could feel his impressive erection against me. He meticulously undid the top button of my shirt with his skilled hands. I was left standing in awe as his fingers continued to undo my shirt, revealing my small, neat breasts. As the office was frigid, I realized my nipples were hard. He casually caressed each nipple, examining my breasts.
I pondered whether he had locked his office door, and whether we might be interrupted, but I was indifferent, as my heart was pounding rapidly, and he smelled so delicious.
He gently moved his hand down and raised my tight skirt.
"Oh, no," I thought, as I recognized where his hands were heading. What would he do if he found out? I panicked, and my heart raced even faster.
His fingers reached for my clit and began to explore.
"This is against office rules," he said sternly. His cock was now wedged against my thigh.
"I'm sorry," I whispered, unsure of how he would punish me.
Quickly, he turned me around and leaned me against his desk, allowing my juicy buttocks to press against it.
Coolly, he opened his office desk and removed an item, instructing me to stay still. I obeyed my boss. He picked up his warm fingers and smeared lubricant all over me, it felt pleasant and I knew I was nearing climax.
"Don't!" he ordered, you've broken my rules, and I'm in control," he demanded.
Deliberately, he pushed the tip of his aroused cock against my anus, teasing me.
I groaned, trying to suppress the urge to cum.
Gradually, he inserted himself within me, further and further. I was on the brink of reaching my climax but he instructed me not to, as he continued to penetrate me. His penis was much larger and harder than I'd ever experienced before, and I'd never been taken in this manner. My anus was tight yet he kept thrusting deep into me with no pause.
He gave me a warning: "This will teach you a lesson." I followed his orders, refraining from cumming. His penis charged in figuringly, entering me more powerfully than I'd ever known. I longed to cum severely but knew I'd be in trouble.
Then he came within me, groaning loudly, the heat of his cum seeping into me.
While I leaned over the desk, trying to catch my breath, he returned to his drawer and got hold of a small plug. I stood there with my breasts exposed, awaiting my next lesson. He stuck the plug in his mouth, wetting it with his warm tongue and then gradually pushed it into my tight anal opening. It felt wonderful, but I couldn't allow myself to relish it.
"This needs to be worn at the office," he stated.
My pussy pulsed with a sensation I'd never before experienced, yet I held back from cumming, following my boss's commands.
"And no more of these," he said, taking my lace panties and storing them in his pocket.
After he fastened himself, I resumed my position, wondering if my punishment was finished. My boss, having readjusted his suit, opened the door, instructing me to behave appropriately as I exited the office.
"Group meeting next Friday," he said to us both as I walked towards my desk.
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