Sex Dream About Boss Novels & Stories

I headed inside with my takeout, not thinking much of it. I expected a night full of renovation noise, but everything went quiet pretty quickly. Now that's what I call considerate neighbors! My good mood lasted until bedtime, when I had this... inappropriate dream. I woke up in a daze. I actually dreamed about Lucas, and we... I patted my burning cheeks, rolling around in bed. It must be from all the overtime he's been making me do, plus that mess with James yesterday. That's why I'm having these shameless thoughts about my boss.

“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!

I sigh and push all thoughts out of my head as I fall asleep. “Ahh!!” I scream into my pillow as I turn off my alarm that didn’t perform its function today as I couldn’t sleep. It’s 6 am and I’ve been awake since 1 am because of another lucid erotic dream, all sweaty and extremely aroused still. I’m still reeling from the effect of the dream even though hours have passed. I didn’t have to worry about these dreams for a very long time but for the past week that I haven’t seen my boss, I’ve been having extremely erotic dreams about him non-stop. Sometimes I find myself having romantic fantasies of him during the day.

“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?”

He wasn't supposed to read anything more into it. I rushed into my room, yanked off the gown, and headed straight for the bathroom. The sperm on my abdomen had mostly dried by now—some must have soaked into the fabric. I turned on the shower and let the cold water pour over me. It felt incredible, the chill running down my still-hot skin. My boss had really set me on fire tonight. My boss. Boss them. What bosses do to their subjects. I still couldn't believe I'd just had mind-blowing sex with my own boss—the same man who'd barely noticed me for years.

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

Found out that he is my new boss and I could get fired if this little secret gets discovered, yet French kissed him anyway. To say that plan three was a failure would be an understatement of the century. If this was not drama then I don't know what was. I was tired of running away from this man, tired of chasing him away and mostly tired of not acknowledging this explosive chemistry between us. I imagined myself striking out plan three as hard as I could and crumpling the piece of paper that has my list of rules directly on the trash can because that's where this list does belong. Coming back to the question where Sebastian was asking me whether I missed him or not.

After getting the answers, Erika stepped towards the direction of the elevator. "Isn't that woman ever out of room 919? It looks like a plain, but her job like also sleeping with the bosses rich." "Ssttt ... Origin as there is money, all the jobs will be considered halal." Vaguely Erika heard the front desk that talking about herself. It feels so tiring in her chest. Erika lifted her head up to prevent her tears from coming out at a time like this.

He was my father’s best friend and I knew deep down it was never going to happen. I never thought my first time having sex would be in my dream. I felt my bed wet beneath me and I pulled my duvet out of the way. There was a large wet stain on my bed and I had no idea if it was sweat or if I had a fucking orgasm. Can’t believe I had a weird dream about my boss. Breathing out, I turned off my tuning alarm, looking at the time. 6:05. Maybe if it had waited for a few minutes… maybe..