Erotic Office Stories Novels & Stories

The sound of his body slapping against my ass filled the luxurious office. “Is this what you wanted?” he grunted, fucking me faster. “Getting railed by your husband’s biggest competitor on his desk?” “Yes,” I moaned. “Harder, Derrick. Make me cum. Make me forget his pathetic dick.” He reached around and rubbed my clit while destroying my pussy. I was dripping down my thighs, moaning like a whore on his desk. “You’re so fucking tight,” he groaned. “No wonder your husband is stupid enough to cheat on you.”

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Between sex stories, voyeurism, between cases of betrayal, each one begins, with a swing, with stories of pleasure, tales of passion, involving this company, the multinational Wagner Weber. In which still, the three among their supervisions, among the branches, the cases involving several employees of the companies, the buildings where the passion cases show their countless employees, the sexy secretary, their managers and partners, the passion tales, sex and seduction that surround the centrals. Embark on passion stories in which each tale has its own love affairs, in which each of them has the power of control, amidst the power of pleasure they exert over their lovers, in different moments

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He asked as he locked the doors and called Lana to let her know to hold all his calls and appointments for the next few hours. He lifted Celine as he grinned mischievously and plopped her butt on his desk, kissing her senselessly before he spoke. ‘Hmm… Did I ever tell you I’ve never had office sex before? In this office or any other office, for that matter.’ His arms roamed over her body, massaging her breasts over her clothes. ‘I always fantasized about doing it when I met you, and I wanted it right on my desk.’ ‘Max!’ she squealed as he undid her top and exposed her lace-patterned bra. ‘Ohhh, sexy,’ he grinned as he kissed the top of her bust.

Chapter 1 "Oh God, why does this feel so good?" I whispered to myself, my voice shaky and low in the empty room, legs spread wide on the bed, the erotic book propped open on my pillow. The story was about this woman getting fucked senseless by her boss in the office, his thick cock pounding her from behind while she begged for more. My fingers circled my clit slow at first, slippery from how wet I was, but the ache was building fast, that deep, insistent throb that came with ovulation.

"Stop distracting me. I have something to tell you!" I pushed his face off my neck. The sex in his office was spectacular. The thought of someone knocking or hearing us made it a little dangerous and I loved it. It made it more intense. "One more. Can I eat you?" He asked but for my ego I would describe it as pleading. My pussy was that good. Once was not enough he wanted more, and at this rate pregnancy was a sure thing. "When you entered this office, you told me you wanted to work. What happened now? Don't you want to work again?" I teased him.

quotes about their "torrid office romance." My phone buzzed again with another message from Hazel: "There's more! Check these out!" She sent three more links to similar stories. "Media Frenzy: Billionaire CEO-Assistant Relationship Rocks Corporate World" "Office Romance Gone Public: The Risks of Dating the Boss" "Power Imbalance or True Love? The Ethics of Executive-Assistant Relationships" I clicked through each one, a strange mix of emotions swirling inside me. Relief that none of these were about Alexander and me, but also a creeping sense of dread. This could be us. This could so easily be us.

Something to get under his skin the same way he kept getting under mine. I was hunched over my desk arranging documents when a firm hand squeezed my ass. I gasped. “You little minx,” Greg’s voice whispered hotly against my ear. “Was the fucking I gave you last night not enough? You had to wear this tiny skirt to seduce other men at work?” He tsked, hand still gripping me possessively. “Or did you wear it hoping I’d fuck you right here?” His arm locked around my waist, pulling me back against his chest. I could feel him already hard against the curve of my ass. My body reacted instantly even as my brain screamed that we were at work.

If anyone had told me a month ago that I would be fucking Tom Brandy almost everyday of my life? I would believe it . At all. We fuck everywhere you can think of, everywhere. At work, at a shoot, even in crazy places I'd never have thought of fucking at. It was Thursday today, I opened my email and realized my transfer had been approved. It was then I remembered that I applied for a transfer to another office because I didn't know how to look him in the eyes, shoot !