Office Seduction Novels & Stories

They’re opposites in every aspect of life, still there was one thing they had in common- an attraction towards each other. He suddenly drew her closer to himself, clinging unto her tightly and her breath hitched due to the suddenness of the action. He stared down at her with a risque smile on his face- she’s a head shorter than he was, so she looked up to him and realized how close their bodies were. They were so close. She was so close to him that she caught sniffs of his expensive Jasmine scented cologne, could feel his rhythmic pulsation, his soft breaths as his exhales gently landed on her skin, sending shivers of ecstacy down her spine. Fetish.

Zeyo laughed after knowing that I have a new secretary, and it's a woman. "Stop it; I'm tired and bored of pretending to be gay. I'm going to have a female secretary. Dude, it's killing me!" I said with a frustrated voice. I felt someone hug me around the neck. I'm sitting on the sofa in my condo right now. Here, I can do everything that I couldn't do outside or inside the company. Here, I don't have to pretend. "Is she sexy?" a seductive voice from behind. "Are you acting like that because she's sexy?" Nheya asked while hugging my neck. I grabbed her hand, wrapped it around my neck, and glanced at her.

Persephone panted as I continued fingering her, adding a second finger. She’s right. As solid as the door is, our silhouette could still be visible. Not that I think Shikoba or Rohan is paying attention. They have more important things to deal with than us fucking in my office. And it’s not like I didn’t have places to move us. My office offered plenty of surfaces to enjoy Persephone on. The glass round meeting table, the black leather club chairs, the soft velvet black sectional sofa in the sitting area, against any floor-to-ceiling windows.

“Why is it getting better each time you enter me?” “That is because our bodies are meant to be united.” He whispered back, planting soft kisses all over her ear and her shoulders. “Now move as if you are sitting on a rocking chair.” “Yes babe!” He moaned softly as the girl held his shoulders and she started to swirl her body to and fro and then in clockwise motion. ‘Ohh man!” Ethan held his hair, almost pulling them. The girl was making the most seductive movements that he had ever experienced, bringing intense amount of arousal in his lower body. “Faster sweetheart! Yes! Ahh!”

As they walked into Hudson's seating room, he swept her into his arms, cradling her against his chest. She giggled, feeling the effects of the wine. "Are you sure, Annette?" Hudson asked, his voice low and husky. "We can stop anytime you want. Just say the word." Annette shook her head, her eyes locked on his. "I'm sure. I want this." He grinned as he dropped her purse and phone on the nearest couch. Then, continued with her in his arms, across the seating room, up the stairs, to his room.

I could survive a night with Albert Knowle if it kept Vincent Sario from being in charge. Nodding, I swallow the bad taste in my mouth. "You're going to help me?" "Yes." "Albert knows he repulses me…" I murmur. "How am I supposed to change that?" "Seduction is key," he states. "You need to make him believe he is the object of your insatiable desire." "And if he doesn't want it?" "That's the power of seduction. It isn't a choice of the brain or the heart. It's a manipulation of the body." He steps closer, and I can't pull enough air into my lungs. "Both men and women have visual cues of their arousal."

After he discarded the last piece off her body, he helped her sit at the edge of the bed. While doing his research about safe sex styles, he came across the ' edge of the bed style.' He was going to have to try it to ensure that not only is she safe, but comfortable too. David got on his knees in front of his wife. He parted her legs gently as his hands hovered just above her thighs. His lips hovered just above her thighs as his hands traced a slow path upwards, following the line of her panties. He heard his wife whimper as his fingers brushed her skin. His lips moved upwards too, trailing feather light kisses over her stomach and breasts.

Then she nodded, with a dirty smile. “Yeah. I’d be desperate to take it.” I palmed by hard cock through my trousers. I knew which part she was reading, adoring how she circled her hips again. “You really want to see me like this?” she asked, descending further into the filth. “It would drive me beyond crazy to see you like that. To see inside you like that.” She looked disappointed when the scene onscreen came to an end. She click, click, clicked for more, but there was none to be read. The rest of my work was hidden in a separate document.

Seduced. The elevator opened into a room lit in dim amber tones. Velvet walls. A faint hint of cinnamon and sex in the air. In the center, a woman in a silk robe sat behind a low glass desk, expression unreadable. “Sienna Thomas,” the woman said. “Strip.” Sienna blinked. “What?” “No names, no phones, no clothing. You will wear what we give you. Refusal terminates the contract.” Sienna didn’t remember signing a contract—but her heartbeat betrayed her. She wanted to know what was behind that next door. What the hell this was.

I wanted to deny it, scream at her for saying things no one should know about me, but her eyes pinned me to the chair, unblinking, unyielding. “ I didn’t” “Yes, you did. You didn’t even notice yourself. That’s the problem. You think seduction is enough. You think if you master the posture, the look, the smell, you’ll get him. You’ll get what you want. You’re wrong. Completely wrong. You have no idea what’s coming.” I felt my chest tighten further. “I swear I'm not weak and I've been to jail before, don't make me go back there…”