Naughty Office Novels & Stories

The thing in the office that captivated Nathalia aside from the enormous black desk was the walls of the office which were made of glass which gave the perfect view of the skyscrapers lining the city. This wasn't Nathalia's first time being in the office, but everytime she visits Damien she couldn't get enough of this view. "At least, he gots something that I like in this office apartment from those annoying looking papers." Nathalia muttered as she walked to the small mini living room in the office and sat down on the couch, crossing her leg over the other. A few minutes later, a knock came from the door and Mary opened the door and entered the office with a tray of tea in her hand.

“Wow,Layla,you are the best, come with me.” “Thank you so much Nurse Ella.” I tagged along with her as she showed me the new office they decided to make use of for him and the other office they were working on seems too small. I started cleaning the office and placing things in order till I was exhausted but I refused to stop, my first impression matters in meeting my role model tomorrow,I guess he will be happy with the way I decorated his office. A few moments later, the door opened revealing Nate looking a bit rough and angry.

Rachel is confused with what she had to do first. she asked her uncle what to do next. " My dear we have to established an official residence of our office. " Mom and aunt Sarah offered their former office building the old Dreamweaver's office" "But aren't we will be under fire if we used that name as well as the office?"

My pussy tightens at the promise in his voice, pulling at the balls and making me moan. "Good girl, now go back to work." He waves a dismissing hand. It isn't a second too soon, because just as I step out of his office to enter mine, his wife steps out of the elevator looking as foolish as ever with her stupid dog in the stroller wearing a blue shirt with matching hat. I give a smile which she doesn't return. I roll my eyes and enter my office. 'Just in due time, Natasha.' As I sit around my computer and begin to type, I can't help but rub my legs together while thinking of what Mr Cross will do to me later.

She was already getting wet and rubbed her thighs together in an awkward manner. Meanwhile, Joyce had never gotten this close to Mr. Fernando with his shirt off. Although she still had a blurry memory of how his dick was seriously thrusting into the secretary's wet pussy, she was too anxious to notice the beautiful view Mr. Fernando's office had, aside from the well-furnished swimming pool, which couldn't be unnoticed. It was wide and broad, and Mr. Fernando was the only one on the tenth floor. It was his office and private space. The majority of the SCREAM TV workers don't come up here; it's just a few people and celebs who try to get fucked by Mr. Fernando.

His sentences had a heavy foreign accent to them as well. It took some time for the candidates to react to his request. Luciana came inside his office and could smell the cheap fragrance in the air right away. She examined the space and saw promotional posters for the ‘Olympus Sports Complex' all over the place. When someone walked inside the workplace, the room was pretty drab; nothing piqued their interest. She searched about for a seat, and her gaze fell on a sofa behind the door, which was adorned with the Company emblem and brilliant colors. Jalon and Norval trailed her, and Jalon wasn't as stealthy as his peers. Norval and Luciana tried to hide their displeasure, but Jalon's lips curle

Naitee is a hell of a nervous mess today, after all, today she's going to meet a guy who can be her husband. Arriving at the office, Naitee passed everyone smiling while acknowledging their greeting. Secret admiring stares followed her all over the place. Her look didn't leave a single person in the whole office to not get mesmerised by her. Taking her seat at her desk Naitee check the appointment registration trying to help herself not to get bothered by her workmate's secret gossip and stares.

I wanted to wear something else, but something made me go for the sweater dress— I pulled it over my head, putting it on. I hated myself for obeying that voice. I went to the mirror, arranged my ponytail, applied a little lip gloss and left for his office. At 6:58 PM, I stood outside the penthouse office door. The area was extremely quiet, the corridor only lit by a single overhead light. Then I knocked. “Come in.” His voice came from behind the door.

"It’s a lot to take in. Please, continue." "Focus, Nadia. I’m only saying this once," Valentine warned as the elevator dinged, opening into a hive of frantic activity. The office was a masterpiece of contemporary architecture. In the background, high-ranking Betas were barking orders over headsets, their voices carrying the low rumble of dominance. Omegas hurried between glass-walled cubicles, their eyes fixed on tablets, while the scent of expensive espresso and ambition choked the atmosphere.

I tried to maintain my casual demeanor while my stomach did flips as the scent of his soap filled my nostrils, the shirts showing off his leg muscles, his dick swinging a bit as he sank down on the couch, the see through net shirt did nothing to hide his well sculpted chest, biceps and abs. I took the remote and began scrolling through to play a movie for us, but the sight of his dick doing that little swing replayed itself in my head and I could not pay attention as I snuck glances at him. Suddenly, moaning sounds filled the room with naked men and women displayed on the screen, fucking, as the p**n video I was watching earlier continued playing. I gasped and dropped the remote. “Oh my gosh