Office Seduction Novels & Stories

I ignored it and started making the bed when another message popped up. ‘Hey, what's up?' ‘Who is this?’ I typed back. ‘And what do you want?’ 'A lot, starting with the meaning of what you did today by trying to seduce me, and ending with what you were doing in the secret room of my office.' ‘BRUCE? How the fuck did you get my number?’ ‘Answer my fucking question.’ ‘I wasn't trying to seduce you; instead, you were trying to force yourself on me.’ ‘But you weren't complaining when my fingers were rubbing your pussy.’

“A little bit. Nothing that I can’t handle. I think I could be in the mood a little later. I could drop by your office and say…hello.” “Dove Scott, are you suggesting that you will come to my place of work and seduce me?” I pulled her in closer. That would be the worst idea ever but with the way that I wanted this woman, all logic flew out the door. There was no reasoning in my brain at all. I just went on pure, animalistic instinct. “Maybe.” Her fingers ran through my hair at the nape of my neck. “Or I could make you wait just that little bit longer. You know? Makes getting it all the more sweeter.”

Does he have OCD? As if sensing my gaze, the secretary lifts his spectacled gaze up at me and sighs. “I do not know why the CEO has called you, and I will not offer you any drinks; if that is all, stop staring at me.” Like boss like secretary. For some reason, I turned my gaze to the elevator door—I did not expect him to be prickly either. The rest of the ride is silent until the moment the glistening silver doors slide open, when the scent of sandalwood and whisky fills the lift and floods every inch of my skin as if marking me. Are those…the pheromones of a dominant alpha?

He invited himself in, his presence instantly shrinking the spacious guest room. "Leti, said I should bring you something to eat, else you might starve yourself," he said, his voice a low, rumbling baritone that seemed to vibrate right through my chest. He walked past me, the scent of cedarwood and dark spice washing over me, and set the plate down on the only clear corner of the desk. I gripped the edge of the door, my knuckles turning white. " Thanks but I'm not hungry." I lied. He knew I was lying but didn't say anything.

"You just have to stick to the mission. You are in the perfect position to get those files." "I don't work for you, and I won't do it!" Freya said firmly. Mr. Grant went silent for a moment. He looked at her with a chilling calmness. "I’ve tried to be nice, Freya. I’ve tried to be patient. But I think it’s time we did this the hard way." He snapped his fingers at the man holding the umbrella. "Bring me the contract." The man reached into a leather briefcase and pulled out a thick file. On the front, in bold black letters, it read: THE SEDUCTION CONTRACT.

With Duncan’s reassurance, I had nothing to worry about and I eventually came to love and started looking forward to our office sex. Even though nothing between us was defined at the moment, I still enjoyed every single bit of it and definitely didn’t want it to end. I went into Duncan’s office to submit a file and found him working on some documents as well. I placed the documents on his desk, placing my hands on the desk in a way that showed my boobs through the loosened buttons of my shirt. I was intentionally trying to seduce him because I was bored with work, having him destroy me didn't sound like such a bad idea.

Then the name finally appeared right on the television. Daniel Kingston. I swallowed hard, and my throat was slowly closing up. “There's something here in this office. The security cameras lead all the way there.” “Take me there,” I said, and I hated the fact that my voice almost sounded pleading. Elion gave me a small nod, and he commented the laptop to his phone somehow, tracking the cameras. I followed him out of the office, and it led towards the basement of the office. The air was suddenly chilly, and I wrapped an arm around myself. Elion took his suit off, handing it over to me. Not in the most romantic way, but it was something.

“Yes, Ms. Pajate. Please wait a moment.” Kathleen moved aside and sat in one of the leather chairs. She opened her folder and reviewed notes she had prepared—market trends, logistics forecasts, questions about company culture. She focused on breathing evenly. This was what mattered. Preparation. Skill. A chance to start clean. Not the whispers around her. Several employees suddenly stood straighter. Security shifted near the entrance. Heads turned subtly toward the glass doors. A black luxury sedan had stopped outside. The lobby atmosphere changed instantly, as if the building itself had inhaled.

The first message was: [Jason, I don't think you're suited to seduce Nina. [You're more suited to seduce me. Nina is so boring. She's just a blockhead.] After reading through the whole chat history, I realized Gemma had quite the appetite. Not only was she hanging onto Samuel, she also wanted to have a little something with Jason. Unfortunately for her, Jason almost never replied. I could feel a sudden desire to win pulsing inside of me. "Seen enough?" My head was lowered, so I did not notice Jason standing in front of me with only a towel wrapped around his waist, looking down at me.

Red, the color of seduction. “Miss White, What are you doing?” I say with barely any self-control left in me. “Last time I checked this way my room Jamey” She said in a low seductive tone. She turned around and faced the window again, giving me a clear view of her ass. Her big, soft ass. Fuck. I take a step closer, my mouth brushing her ear. I could see her chest rise and fall faster and her breathing getting heavy. “You are playing a dangerous game Meadow” I said my pressing my hardness against her ass.