Lesbian Seduction At Work Novels & Stories

There were plenty of girls out there who were dying to fuck their boss, Gretchen wanted the senior managers and directors, and you only became their secretary if you were good. During her first week on the job she fucked the copy room guy on the photocopier, the mailroom guy on a pile of outgoing mail, the security guard in front of his wall of TV-screens (one of which showed the two of them, she made sure he gave her the tape) and the janitor in the basement. By Friday she was feeling a little bit sore so she lured the HR manager's assistant and the payroll clerk to an empty conference room for some afternoon lesbian fun. She was only a week into her job and already she knew all the key peo

Chapter 3: I Let My Lesbian Boss And Coworkers Ruin Every Hole Vanessa’s fingers are still buried deep inside me when she whispers the words that seal my fate. “On your back, Emma. Spread your legs for your boss.” My hands shake as I obey. Tears sting my eyes even as fresh slick drips down my ass. I’m engaged. This is cheating. This is career suicide. But my thighs fall open anyway, exposing my swollen, dripping pussy to her hungry gaze.

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

The room seemed to shrink around us, the noise from the club downstairs fading. My right hand traced down her chest, rubbing her left nipple, lightly pinching it. A soft moan pressed against my lips, delicate yet insistent. One of her hands wandered, brushing against me, unsure yet precise, sending sparks across my skin. My mind whispered caution—she wasn’t a harlot, merely a hardworking woman caught in circumstance, slightly swayed by alcohol. I shouldn’t take advantage.

Work is monotonous. Draft letters, schedule appointments, clear scheduled appointments, organize Bastard’s schedule, and deal with Bastard. Respectfully. I’ve decided to never be rude to him again. I’ve regained my sense of self-preservation. At least, that’s all work is supposed to be. “I didn’t touch your secretary, I’m into women you know, and I’m pretty sure he’s not into girls”. Succubus sighs like it’s physically paining her to explain this.

Georgina and Liam are talking away, the music muffling out our voices, which I am thankful for right now. “Just something to keep my pussy excited until I am ready. Be glad I only gave you two.” I want to slap him, playfully obviously, but still slap him. My eyes roll involuntarily, and I know I am going to be punished for it. “Don’t think I didn’t see those eyes roll. Enjoy the bumps in the road.” His voice is teasing me, and I recognise where we’re going. “Why are we going to work? Seriously Jackson, what is going on?” I am 100% sure we are going to Seductive Vibrations. At the same time, I am excited to be, but then also upset that this is my birthday treat!

It was Georgina all over; she digs for as much information as she can get. “In his shower. We had sex at his work, well, kind of. It was his apartment inside his work, business; it's hard to explain. Then every day at his house as well.” I can't say much about his work, Georgina is not one to understand, and she blabs, so Liam would find out quickly as well. “Okay, so thinking back, what was amazing about it and what did you love?” More questions. She really wants all the details. Remembering back, I feel the smile on my face, Jackson restraining and blindfolding me, heightening my pleasure.

he sighed, surrendering, while mechanically rearranging his messy hair into the same messy look. “Seems like the big bad wolf is putty in my hands,” I teased while grabbing a fistful of his thin dress shirt, brining him closer to me so his lips would go back on mine. A disturbingly arousing growl was all the answer I was given before he made sure to show me just how much I, too, was affected by him. This was an alpha’s seduction, baby, and alphas do not fail.

Debby apologized and immediately went in the direction of the dress. “There’s no need,” Allison said as she called another worker and pointed in the direction of the dress. “What..?” Debby nearly sighed in relief, she thought she was free. “You’re no longer working here so there’s no need.” Allison calmly spoke as if she wasn't firing a worker from their job. “What- yes miss...” Debby wanted to protest but seeing the look on Allison’s face she decided against it. After all, it would only make things worse. She could only blame herself in the end for what happened to her.