Erotic Office Novels & Stories

"Pouring yourself a drink in another man's office." He chuckled, unbothered. "I've always believed a man's office says everything about him. The books, the liquor, the view. I like what yours says." He took a seat across from me, crossing his legs. I watched him silently. I had seen men like him before, and they had something in common. They were arrogant, full of themselves, and yet, stupid. "What do you want, Damon?" I asked finally. Eric leaned back in the chair, swirling the drink in his glass as if he owned my company. He parted his lips, no doubt to launch into some rehearsed introduction, but I wasn't interested in pleasantries.

"Let's make love here, Babe. I want you now." He told me and claimed my lips again. Gosh! Who can resist this Prince Charming? And it's also an experience! It's my first time making love here at the office... his office. Thinking about it makes me blush... so hard. It's so thrilling to be with Ero, even though he can be wild at times. "I'm ready!" I immediately said to Ero as I stepped out of the bathroom and saw him sitting on our bed. I am smiling from ear to ear while my both hands are on air. I am wearing my yellow two-piece.

The secretary office is not far from hers, but it is far enough that Ally has never heard the girl before today. The door to Ally’s office bursts open and Eric comes in. The young girl is still trying to tell him that he cannot just walk into the office without an appointment, when Eric slams the door in her face and locks it from the inside. Ally walks around her work station to speak to Eric. He does not look as angry right now, but he does still seem agitated. Before Ally could ask Eric what it is that has him in this state, he closes the gap between them and pulls her harshly into his arms. He kisses her passionately, drowning out any other thoughts her mind held before.

I stepped back, moving toward the door. Adrian followed, his brow furrowed. “Are you agreeing to the date already?” I didn’t answer. Instead, I locked the door from the inside and tossed the key across the room. Turning back to him, I let a sly smile curve my lips. “Have you ever… you know…” My voice dropped to a husky whisper. “Fucked in an office?” Adrian stumbled back slightly, dropping into my chair with a dark chuckle. “I never knew you were this wild,” he said, his gaze raking over me.

It’s not like I was pleased about it either. “We can talk in my office.” Erik says as we enter a room, maybe the only room in this whole place with an actual door. He looks down at me with his seafoam green eyes as he holds the door open for us and I pass him. “It has magical properties, to keep people from overhearing what’s being discussed inside.” He says to me, like he already knew I was wondering how he got a door when even I couldn’t get one for the bathroom, no matter how many times I asked. “Oh sure, sure.” I replied, looking around his office a little. I hadn’t been in here yet, so I was interested. Was this where he spent most of his time when he was away from me?

I make a mental note to get something for him on my way back. Besides, I can hear Eric’s voice in my office. He’s probably waiting for me, and I shouldn’t dawdle around my hot boss. At least he’s not alone. I can hear him talking in a low voice with someone, and the other person is giggling. He’s probably telling one of his bad jokes again. I enter my office, only to stop suddenly when I see two people in a passionate clinch. One I recognize as Eric, who has his tongue shoved down another woman’s throat. And from the moans emanating from both of them, they are clearly enjoying it.

I grab her. My lips melt into hers, her skin meeting mine erotically. Her body is hot everywhere I touch her. I take her flimsy skirt off first, my fingers hooking on the hook for second, hesitant, before I rip it open. The skirt tears, revealing her pretty light pink pussy. Have I mentioned how soft her skin is? “Commando?” I say softly, smiling into her eyes, and she doesn't bother with a reply. She's forceful, movements impatient. Her hand pulls my head between her legs and I'm enclosed in their warmth. The heady, sweet scent of her pussy makes me drowsy, drunk.

Pre-cum leaked in thick strings, pooling in the dip of my navel. She picked up speed, and the desk creaked under us. Her hips slapped against my sore, red ass again and again. The sound was filthy, wet, and sharp, echoing in the quiet office. My legs shook in her grip, my toes curled, and my hands scrabbled at the edge of the desk, trying to hold on. “You love this, don’t you?” she growled. “Getting fucked like a whore on my desk. Your boss’s cock stretching you wide. Say it again.”

She moved it aside after scanning the contents, looking at the next document resting underneath. She paused when she saw the official logo on the next file: Omni Core. A small, grumpy frown instantly found its way onto her face. ‘Isn't this the exact company that refused to respond to my job application months ago?’ she thought grumpily, moving her hand to open the file to see what business they could possibly have with Eric now. The door to the office snapped open. Her head snapped up as Eric walked inside, flanked closely by Gabriel. He was dressed down in only his vest and a crisp white shirt, his hands pocketed casually as he moved toward her.

I do not even care about the math anymore. I just want to be his dirty little secret who gets bent over his desk and fucked until I cannot walk. Dr. Voss leaned down closer, his chest pressing against my tits, his mouth right by my ear as he kept pounding into me. “That is it,” he growled, his breath hot on my skin. “Take every inch. Your pussy is gripping me so tight it is like you never want me to pull out. You like knowing someone could have walked in and seen me balls-deep in your cunt? You like being my little office whore?”