Sex Dream About Boss Novels & Stories

“I’m serious! You’re hot, and he’s hot. It’s practically fate. You’ve got the sexual tension of a whole N*****x series just waiting to explode.” Lucas. My boss. My very hot, very off-limits boss. With that deep voice, piercing eyes, and a jawline that could cut glass. The man I’ve been secretly fantasizing about since my third week at the company. Who once brushed my arm in the break room and nearly sent me into cardiac arrest. “Yeah, well, I’d rather not ruin our work dynamic. Or, you know, get fired for harassment,” I replied, trying to keep my voice steady even though my heart was racing at the mere mention of him.

I put the vase down and was about to run outside his office but he grabbed me on my shoulder and pulled me towards him. His face is moving closer to me and in a blink of an eye I felt his lips on mine. In my subconscious mind, I heard someone with a very gorgeous voice calling my name and shaking me. “Ms. Tan! Wake up!” I slowly opened my eyes and found myself pouting as if I was kissing somebody. Oh shoot! I looked up and saw my boss looking at me. I bet he thinks that I am weird. That dream is so embarrassing. I immediately rose from my seat and fixed myself.

“So please stop assuming that I like for real. This will be the last time that we are going to have sex, tomorrow, everything will be forgotten and we will never do this again.” I gulped and I am stopping myself to cry in front of him. I don’t know if this because I feel so guilty because I still have Dimitri or this is because for him, this sex is nothing. I just nodded and flashed a smile. “Sure, boss.” I replied. I then looked away and closed my eyes as I am stopping myself not to cry or talk back. Probably I am developing feelings for my boss and this is very wrong. I love the thrill and the excitement of having him and fucking him. I am happy getting fucked by my CEO.

Shutting off the damn thing with a bang, I ran my hands through my hair and rubbed my face, only to realize that I was covered in sweat and still in my room, on my bed and not in Lancelin Eustein’s apartment, watching him jerk off in the shower. Wait…did I just…was it a…Oh no! Holy shit! I just had a wet dream about my boss!

Because my pussy was throbbing, soaked through, aching with unfulfilled need. My skin was flushed, my breathing ragged. And I could still feel the ghost of his touch on my skin, the phantom weight of his body on mine. Lord have mercy. I pressed my hands to my face, shame flooding through me. I’d just had a full on sex dream about my boss and it felt so vivid, so devastatingly, and impossibly real. I could still hear his voice in my head. “You’re mine.” I could still feel the warmth of his cock inside me.

Sky wasn't like the others, she had such an innocent face, so when she turned around in the car and put me in my place, I was surprised. She's not as submissive as she looks, and that makes my cock swell. Minutes passed, while I ogled her. That dress would be the downfall of any insane man, those curves, the way it hugged them all, just looking at it made me want to rip it off. While I was fantasizing about that dress, she finished her list and handed it to me. I smiled. No one had ever done this before. Rules for being a good boss: 1. One day a week I will return to my apartment and rest.

Wants… Desires.. And needs.. Have never been bothered about mine either although these past few days have been conflicted, my sex dreams filled with the same sexy brown eyes which I should be seeing.. I never ever mix business with pleasure! It’s my one rule! But it seems my brain won’t listen since it seems to keep thinking about my hot and very sexy boss.. “I’ve reviewed the proposal you submitted and it’s impressive which is why am implementing it,” he continues. “Thank you, just doing my job Mr Ashcombe this was what you hired me to do.”I murmur clearing my throat as I nod.

“He even gave me this today. Said it would protect me.” Lydia’s eyes sparkled as she looked at the pendant. “That’s beautiful! And thoughtful. Most bosses don’t give gifts like that. Are you two…?” “No!” I said quickly, waving my hands. “Nothing like that. He just said he wants to be friends. Even though he’s my boss.” Lydia grinned and took a bite of her salad. “Friends with the big boss? That could be dangerous… or very interesting. So tell me about you, Clara. What did you do before this job?”

I rolled my eyes when I heard that, I never cared about someone's sexual preference, besides I most likely wouldn't meet them. Auditors will only deal with financial managers and the like. Not boss. And I really don't care if this client is insanely good looking, a job is a job. One thing I knew for sure, the job waiting for me in Manhattan was going to be a pain