Naughty Office Novels & Stories

It holds the potential to break our spell as it lingers in the air, too thickly to be disregarded. His lips graze my neck as he murmurs, “Even with your hair up and your suits properly buttoned, you’re impossible not to fantasize about. It’s just… That’s not my norm. Not who I am. At the office, the only thing that matters to me, Nikki, is business. Make no mistake.” It’s yet another warning. Lest I dare to believe all this sexiness will transcend these walls and he’ll allow the lust to infiltrate his subconscious, derail his professional initiatives, stall him out in any way.

She moved carefully and peeped inside the room to see naked Nica kicking the office desk and crying bitterly. "Boss was saying the truth, she is indeed deranged"

When she got to his office, she immediately recognized it because there was a gold slate on the door that bears his name. Instinctively, she knocked but there was no response from the other end. Maybe the secretary made a mistake. Maybe he wasn't in his office. But she was certain that he was because the secretary had told her that he had a visitor. Oh well, since it's important, she'll just have to put it in his office and leave. With that thought, she opened the door and walked inside. She took few steps and immediately stopped when she saw the sight in front of her. Bryce was pants down with a woman on his table. She recognized the woman to be Nella. The one that he had introduced as his

She nudged me slightly, typical of her. I left Melinda and followed a narrow corridor which leads to the room where Johnny was working. One of his hands held steadily to the screw which he had used to lose the nuts. The coated wires were all little in the open air-conditioner. He turned around upon noticing my presence. Just as expected, he was all smiling. This strange mood of his left me confused. I wondered if he was beginning to feel the same, just like me. I told him about my predicament and then, begged for a little favour.

Alianna teased. "Gladly," they laughed as they headed to Xara's new office. The office was huge with coffee painted walls. It contained a minibar, a coffee mixer and an inner bedroom suite. Apart from her work table and chairs, it also had two grey couches and a glass table in the middle of the couches. The view from the office into the busy city was breathtakingly beautiful. She could spend some minutes of her break enjoying the view. "T-this is wonderful." she croaked.

Sara arched her back deeply, spreading her ass cheeks with both hands, displaying her ruined, dripping pussy and tight asshole. Mr. Vance spat directly onto her asshole, then rubbed the head of his cock through the mess, coating himself again. “You think this is just one quick fuck for the job?” he growled, slapping his cock against her clit. “No, you stupid little bitch. From now on, every time I call you into my office, you’ll drop your panties, bend over, and beg me to breed you. You’ll walk around the office with my cum dripping down your thighs like the secret company whore you are.”

Just like everything else. The dental office gleamed around me—white walls trimmed in gold, polished marble counters, floors so shiny they reflected every scuff on your shoes. The scent of eucalyptus clung to the air, trying too hard to be calming. Generic rock played overhead, a steady hum that filled the silence without ever making you feel anything. On my way to the break room, I stopped by the nurse’s desk to check my schedule. Chris, our secretary, was there, typing like the keyboard had personally offended him, a stack of patient files threatening to bury him alive.

"Eloise? Are you still working? I really appreciate it. Don't you worry—once the company goes public, I'll make you a COO." Hah, more like he'd make me a convict! Daniel walked into his office with a smile. However, a few seconds later, he stormed back out with a darkened expression. "Eloise, did you go into my office and touch my things?" My heart skipped a beat, but I forced myself to stay calm. "No. I've been right here, working on the prospectus." "Impossible! My mug has been moved, and you're the only one in the office right now. Company policy states that entering my office without permission and touching anything constitutes forfeiture of your annual bonus and immediate termination. I

Greer’s POV I stepped inside slowly, my heels clicking softly against the polished floor. The office was bigger than I expected. Large windows overlooked the city, sunlight spilling across the desk neatly arranged at the center of the room. A computer sat already set up beside stacked files and a company phone. Everything looked prepared. Like this had been planned long before I even knew about it. My eyes drifted toward the golden plaque resting neatly on the desk. GREER DOWNS PERSONAL SECRETARY TO THE VICE PRESIDENT

I grit my teeth and do what any self-respecting woman does when she’s been thoroughly ruined by her supernatural employer: I toss my hair like I’m fine, and pretend I’m not leaking from multiple places. Professional. Composed. Dignified. Even if my legs threaten to buckle the moment I finally slip in my heels and try to walk toward the door. As I place my hand on the knob, he calls after me, “Oh, and kindly send in Nora when you leave..” My head snaps to him, nose flaring as my eyes take in his disaster of a office. Even a newborn baby will know what we've done if they step in here. Afterall, the room looks like a disaster and smells like sweat and sex.