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He only made sure to take pills for prevention of STD’s and STI’s after sexual intercourse with them, so why did he feel different in Anna’s case? Maxwell knew that a lot of shit went down in this company, he knew most of the staff were having sex with each other and he was a strong advocate of satisfying your temptations within the confines of consent and work balance. As long as they were getting their job done, he didn’t care what they did in their offices, it never bothered him.

"How about your quality of life? Do you have a boyfriend or girlfriend." "For sex I like boys, for company I like girls. You see the issue. Sex is only here at work, I guess that is all the intimacy I get. Some of the guys lift the spirits. Some of the girls are my friends, we go out like regular not-sex-working people. With one exception I have not had cock in my good place since I have been here." "Can you tell me what happened? This is not a trap."

Juliette had heard these horror stories from the previous receptionist. As she got closer to the door, she heard a thud as if he had thrown his shoe at the wall. He threw things, but most often his shoes, she’d learned. She bit her lip at the thought that at least it wasn’t an employee’s head. In the brief silence that followed the thud, she slowly opened the door to his office. He was still on the phone and beckoned her to enter. She shut the door behind her and began to lay out the lunch that she had brought on the long table mostly covered in papers by his desk.

I crooned. I already had Alex naked on her bed when Gary and Maria arrived. It was a synch to get Gary to participate in my little sex romp that I have planned. But it took some doing to convince Maria that she’d not be fired from her job after having a sexual romp with her boss’s lover. It also took some careful persuading to allow her husband to hump Alex right in front of her. Because she was fully aware that Gary has sampled Alex’s charms on several occasions over the past year, she was hesitant to have to witness it herself.

Alexa said matter-of-factly. Then her and Trish sat comfortably in their sofa and waited for an explanation from Christine. "You won't believe it," Christine said and squeezed herself in their middle. "Tell us first and see if we'll believe or not." "The guy I had sex with on Friday night turned out to be my boss," Christine blurted out immediately. "What?!" their eyes opened wide in bewilderment. "You're kidding!" Alexa squealed. "Told you you'd not believe me." "So what happened? I mean, that must have been really awkward," Alexa asked, almost drooling for more gossip.

“We had sex. You’ve had sex with dozens of women. This is not special.” “Stop lying.” Anger crept into his tone now. “To me. To yourself. What we shared was—” “Was what? Meaningful?” I turned to face him, letting all my carefully controlled emotion show. “You have women in this office weekly. Sometimes daily. You had one giving you oral sex hours before we had sex. What makes me different? What makes this anything other than another conquest?” He stood, his hands flat on the desk. “You know the answer to this.”

Ava The room smelled like sex — sweat, cum, and my own juices soaked into the sheets. My body was still twitching from the last orgasm, legs weak and trembling, but the four men surrounding me looked far from finished. Their eyes were dark, chests heaving, cocks still hard and glistening with a mix of my wetness and their previous loads. “Round two, our sweet whore,” Kai growled, grabbing my ankles and yanking my legs wide open again. “We’re not stopping until you can’t even speak.”

Ella's POV. Today was another night this week that I had to work late with my boss, Damon. Though it'd been 2 years since I started working for him as his personal assistant, the lust and the arousal that bloomed between my legs whenever we were in his office together never ceased. Especially during the late-night hours. Tonight, however, was the night I finally wanted to make my move on my boss. He was everything that'd make a woman go on her knees and surrender her body to him for sweet torture.

“You spent the night at his office?” “I fell asleep on his couch. He was working. It’s innocent.” “Innocent doesn’t end up on gossip blogs, Zara. Bring Adrian to Sunday dinner. If this is serious, we need to meet him.” She hangs up. I switch to Adrian. “My mother just invited you to Sunday dinner.” “I heard about the blog.” “My mother thinks we’re having workplace sex.” He laughs. “Are we?” “Adrian!” “Sorry. Bad timing.” He pauses. “The photos aren’t the lie, Zara. The contract is.”

I tried to maintain professionalism each time, but no, he had a way of sliding through the cracked doors. “I like you, Charlotte,” Adrian said again, this time drawing his chair closer to the table while staring at my face, or maybe at my lips. I couldn't have cared less. “It would be quite nice to have an attractive man as your boyfriend, and I'm quite good in bed.” I rolled my eyes, burying my face deep into the file, yet I took a minute to glance at his cock , which was poking slightly. How big was it? This was it, the con of working for an organization that only serves the rich; you would always find advances like this, but this man, he was fast in deciding. It was just like he was holdi