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View MoreI Can’t Stop Fantasizing About My Straight Boss’s Pussy
I had been losing my mind for exactly twenty-nine days.
Ever since Elena Voss hired me as her personal secretary, I've stayed soaked at my desk every single morning.
She was thirty-one.
Tall, with sharp cheekbones and those striking ice-blue eyes.
Her ass looked incredible in the fitted pencil skirts she wore, making my mouth water every time she walked past.
Elena was straight.
Engaged to some boring finance guy and completely off-limits in every way that mattered.
Until she looked at me with those fuckable eyes, and I decided that she wasn’t.
It probably wasn't right. I knew but when I touched my wet folds, thinking of her sweet smell and how her hair would feel in my fist. There was no going back. I just had to have her.
I gave myself a week.
Seven days to seduce my untouchable boss until she turned into a dripping, begging mess who forgot her boyfriend even existed.
Seven fucking days.
It seemed impossible but I was determined.
Day One began with the shortest black skirt I owned. I wore nothing underneath it. Letting my nipples strain beneath the fabric as the ac air cooled my skin.
My tiny white blouse also had a couple buttons undone.
At 8:14 AM, I walked into Elena’s office. Swaying my hips gently and carrying her usual black coffee.
“Morning, Elena." I greeted sweetly as I set the cup down. Bending over her desk more than necessary.
My skirt rode up high enough that if she looked, she would see the soft curve of my bare ass.
Behind me, Elena glanced up from her laptop. My lips curled as those cool blue eyes moved over me once, then again.
“Claire… is that appropriate for the office?”
I bit my lip and tilted my head, keeping my expression innocent. “What do you mean? It feels a little warm today.”
Elena remained frozen.
Still hiding my smile, slowly, I turned, pretending to adjust the files on her shelf.
Then I arched my back so my ass pushed out toward her.
She was looking.
I could feel her stare burning into me. And when I glanced over my shoulder, the faintest pink had touched her cheeks.
Score.
All day I kept it up. I leaned over her desk to point at spreadsheets. I brushed my breasts against her arm when I handed her documents. I crossed and uncrossed my legs slowly whenever she called me in for notes.
By six in the evening Elena’s voice had grown tighter than usual and she snapped at me more often.
“Claire, that is enough for today.”
Inside me, I was dying with laughter but outwardly, I lifted my brow. “Are you sure, boss?”
Her eyes narrowed and she gritted out. “Go home.”
Giving Elena the sweetest smile I could muster, I agreed. “Okay.”
No point in ruining all the fun now.
This was only Day One. I still had six more days to break her.
**Chapter 5** **He Bends Me Over His Desk, Fills Me Where He Used to Humiliate Me, and His Wife Texts That She Is in the Lobby**The hallway has two people in it.A junior from comms with a stack of mockups. An intern with coffees. Julian walks like we are discussing a revision. I hold the blouse closed with the hand that is not holding the wet toy and keep my eyes on his back. Nobody stops us. Nobody sees that I am shaking, or that I can still feel his mouth between my legs.He badges the glass office. The door shuts. The privacy tint goes smoky with one tap. Then his public face falls off.“Desk. Now. Hands on the wood. Tits on the contracts.”I bend over the same surface where he once slid a printed email back to me and told me to do it again. My cheek hits letterhead. He yanks the skirt to my waist, slaps my ass hard enough to sting, and slams into me in one thrust that seats him through every hour of that meeting. The stretch knocks a sound out of me. He fists my hair and puts
**Chapter 4** **I Sit in His Monday Meeting With His Toy in Me and Come Quiet While Legal Talks About Q3**I put it in standing up in the last stall on the eighteenth floor.One palm on the painted metal. The other feeding the slim toy into myself until it seats against the place he spent Friday mapping with his cock. I am still sore. I am still slick from thinking about it in the cab. When I walk out and wash my hands, I look like a woman who is late to a standup, not a woman who is full of her boss’s wife’s homework.The conference room is already filling. Same chairs. Same burnt coffee. Same deck with my name on slide four. Julian is at the head of the table in a white shirt that has no right to look ordinary. He does not glance at me when I take the seat two down on his right, close enough that his knee could find mine if he wanted. He waits until I open the laptop.Then he turns it on.The first pulse is low, a live wire seated deep, and I cross my ankles under the table hard e
**Chapter 3** **They Put Me Back on His Cock Until He Comes in Me and His Wife Makes Me Thank Him for It**Elise does not give me a minute to remember I have a spine.She rolls me onto my side, hooks my top leg over her hip, and slots her cunt against mine again, grinding through the slick Julian left when he pulled out. The rub is filthy and exact. My clit is already too sensitive and she does not care. She sucks my nipple, then the other, pinching when I twitch, her tits pressed to mine.“He is going to put it back in you,” she murmurs against my breast. “You are going to take it. You are going to come on it. And when he fills you, you say thank you like a woman who knows who signs her life.”Julian gets behind me. His hand finds my hair first, always the hair, and he slams into me in one stroke that seats him to the hilt. The stretch punches a sound out of me that Elise swallows with her mouth. He starts pounding from behind while she scissors against my clit around his shaft, th
**Chapter 2** **His Wife Sits on My Face and My Boss Pulls My Hair While He Fucks Me**Elise draws the zipper down like she has all night and none of my dignity to protect.The skirt loosens. It hits the carpet. I am in the black bra and the underwear I chose for a stranger, and both of them are already losing. Elise unhooks the bra from behind and my tits spill into the warm room. She reaches around and weighs them in her palms, thumbs rubbing my nipples until they tighten, her mouth at my ear.“Look at him while I do this. I want him to see what he has been barking at all week.”I look. Julian is still by the window, slacks tented, glass forgotten. His eyes are on my chest, then on Elise’s hands, then on my face. He does not come closer yet. The waiting is its own kind of order.Elise walks me backward to the bed and sits me on the edge. She peels my underwear down my thighs and hums when she finds me slick. Two fingers stroke through me, spreading the wetness, then push in withou
My phone rings on the table beside me.Mom’s name flashes on the screen.Marcus doesn’t stop.He’s got me bent over the table again, cock buried deep in my dripping pussy, fucking me with steady, powerful strokes.“Answer it,” he growls, hand tightening around my throat just enough to make me dizzy
CHAPTER 2He’s so big.Marcus’s thick cock stretches my pussy wider than anything I’ve ever felt. He’s only halfway in and I already feel full, walls fluttering around him desperately.“Fuck, princess… you’re gripping me so tight. Such a good little schoolgirl cunt.”I’m still bent over the table,
CHAPTER 1I’m trying so hard to be good.Mom left for her business trip this morning, kissing my forehead and telling me to behave while she’s gone for the whole week. She has no idea that the moment her car pulled out of the driveway, my mind went straight to the forbidden place it always does.My
Chapter 3I had forgotten my phone charger. That was the only reason I returned to the office at 9:30 p.m. Everyone had left.The building sat mostly dark except for the single light still glowing in Elena’s corner office. I pushed the glass doors open quietly. I was just going to grab the char
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