A smut story about you and your boss having sexual tension between eachother. You get work thrown in your face constantly and as one of the smartest people there, you decided to put an end to it. Being overworked and spending many nights staying lat...
♫Song recommendation to listen while reading... ♡︎Michael Buble - Feeling Good(slowed)♡︎
I came back home to a package at my door. I brought it in. "Hm...who is this from?" I wondered. It was a dress supposedly for the party. I picked up the package to see who it was from.
Wow..of course. Why would he get something like this for me. Well it's a beautiful dress, I should thank him tomorrow. I tried it on and then put it up for later.
I walked into work the next day. (This is your outfit☟︎)
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The work place doesn't really have a dress code and nobody could really stop me from wearing what I want anyway. I put a sticky note on my laptop to remind me what to do. After putting all my stuff down and I head to his office. I knocked, "Come in." He shouts. I walked towards his desk. "Hey...I wanted to say thank you for the dress." I thank him. "Oh no problem, my treat." He smiles. "So you're going to take it back afterwards right?" I ask. "Uh no..it's for you to keep." He says. My eyes widen a little. "That's one expensive ass dress and your giving it to me?" I asks for reassurance. He walks up to me very closely. "I can take it back if it's too much." He says looking me up and down. "OH no no it's fine..I love it. I was just in a little shock. Thanks again!" I say excited and walk out of his office quickly. I head back to doing work. "Okay...these files go here, and these go here." I mutter under my breath.
I go on lunch break in the lounge. Thank goodness no one else is in here. I say to myself. I go to sit down with my lunch and Mr. Stevens comes in. Shit..I spoke too soon. He comes in to grab a snack. I try to not make eye contact. In the middle of taking a bite of my sandwich, Michael talks to me. "Hey (Y/n), I need to see you in my office." He says as his coffee brews. "Huh? Wait why I'm on lunch break right now." I state. "I don't care." He smirks as he grabs his coffee and snack. What the fuck. He was just being chill a second ago...this bipolar bitch. "Okay?"
I grab my stuff and place it on my desk before I head to his office. He waits for me inside. "Yes? I was in the middle of eating my lunch." I say as I walk in. He locks the door as soon as I come in. We walk closer to his desk and I turn around. "Uh-" he kisses me and pushes me against the desk. He had probably planned this since the chair that goes infront of his desk was moved. I don't resist mainly because I enjoy it. He slid some stuff off of his desk and flips me over. He bends me over on the desk and lifts up my dress. I grunt a little as I was taken slightly off guard. He slides my underwear to the side as he starts rubbing me. Then he slides 2 of his fingers inside of me, going in and out. "Mm.."I try to contain my moans. His d*ck slams inside of me. He thrusts while his d*ck goes in and out of me, pulling my hips. I trying covering my mouth to hold in my moans. "Fuck..." I mutter under my breath. He takes it out and flips me facing him. He inserts it again. "Mic- fuck" I moan softly. His d*ck consistently hitting my g-spot. "Shhh...you don't want them to hear you..do you?" I try covering my mouth but he pulls my hand away. I place it around his neck and make full eye contact as he fucks me. He was so turned on my face, he sped up the pace. It feels so good how aggressive he is. He pleasures me so well. I start panting. "Come on, your a big girl...you can take it. It would be pretty bad if they heard you." He smirks pulling my hips harder towards him making him go deeper. "I...I..Fuck..please." I put my mouth in his shoulder to muffle my moans. He starts grunting. "I'm go..ing to...c*m." I try letting out. "Same." He says. We both came, but he had a condom on. He throws it away as I try to get myself together. "I told you I would get you back, didnt I." He says smirking, leaning on the desk. I pull down my dress and roll my eyes, "Yeah whatever." I say I begin to head out struggling to walk. "You know you loved it." He smiles watching me unlock the door. I went out the door smiling. I also fixed myself to walk straight so I don't look goofy.
Bridget (an annoying ass co-worker) comes up to me once I came out. "What did y'all talk about for so long?" She came asking me. "He was talking about using my investment plan for the project. I don't know Bridget maybe if you spent the time using your brain to think half of the time instead of getting in people business you could've made an amazing plan..." I walk away from her. "Ugh." She makes a disgusted noise. The boss comes out and begins to walk past her. "Um Mr. Stev-" she speaks. "I'm busy." He cuts her off, heading to another room to get files while I get back to doing my work.
