EVA's Secrets

THE LURE

EVA started her new day as EIK's assistant.

"EVA" He called.

"Yes, sir?" she replied, her voice a soft caress over the intercom. She could feel the heat rising in her cheeks as she anticipated his next words.

"What's my schedule for today?"

EVA's fingers flew over the keyboard, pulling up EIK's calendar on her computer screen. "You have a conference call with the board members at 9 AM, followed by a meeting with the cybersecurity team at 10:30. After lunch, you're scheduled for a briefing with the new interns, and you're free for the rest of the afternoon," she replied, her voice cool and professional despite the warmth spreading through her body at the sound of his voice. She couldn't help but imagine those firm fingers gripping the phone, his eyes focused on the day ahead, yet never truly veering from her.

"Can you come in? I need to check something quickly."

Her heart skipped a beat, a mix of anxiety and excitement fluttering in her chest. "Of course, sir," EVA responded, her voice a bit shakier than she would have liked. She paused to compose herself before standing up from her desk and walking towards EIK's office. The click of her heels on the cold, hard floor seemed to echo through the otherwise silent corridor, each step bringing her closer to the man who had consumed her thoughts for weeks. She paused outside his door, took a deep breath, and pushed it open.

His eyes wide open looking at EVA's curves. It has been his fetish since he met her at the café a year back. "EVA.." he started. "Are you okay? Comfortable with your new desk?"

"Yes, thank you, sir," EVA replied, her eyes sparkling with a hint of mischief. She stepped into the office, allowing the door to click shut behind her. The air grew denser, charged with an electricity that seemed to crackle between them. She walked over to his desk, her hips swaying gently with each step, and placed the report she had been working on before him.

"I've made some adjustments to the cybersecurity protocols, as you requested," she said, her voice a breathy whisper that seemed to dance around the room. She couldn't help but notice the way his gaze followed her every movement, drinking in the sight of her. She leaned over slightly, her ample breasts pressing against the fabric of her blouse, giving him a tantalizing glimpse of her cleavage. "Is there anything else you need me to do?" she asked, her eyes never leaving his.

"Yes EVA. every time I call you, please come and stand beside me. Is that okay?" He said

Her breath hitched at his command, her heart racing. She nodded, her eyes never leaving his. "Of course, sir," she murmured, moving to stand beside his chair. The heat of his body was palpable, and she felt her desires swelling within her. She could almost taste the power dynamics shifting, the lines between boss and subordinate blurring into something far more intimate.

"Now come here."

EVA took a deep breath, her legs feeling like jelly as she approached EIK's chair. She leaned over, placing her hands on the armrests, her face just inches from his. She could feel the warmth of his breath against her cheek as he studied her intently. "Sir?" she questioned, her voice a sultry purr.

"I need to know if you wore any thong from my gift yesterday."

EVA felt a jolt of surprise at the question, her cheeks flushing a deep shade of crimson. She had indeed worn the thong he had given her, the delicate lace whispering against her skin all day, serving as a constant reminder of their shared secret. The simple act of wearing it had been an erotic thrill, a silent declaration of her submission to his desires. She leaned in closer, her breath a warm caress against his ear. "Yes, sir," she whispered, her voice thick with desire. "I wore it today. It made me feel... naughty, all day long,"

She confessed, her eyes dropping to his mouth. The scent of his cologne mingled with the faint hint of mint from his morning shave, sending her senses into overdrive. She could feel the heat radiating from his body, and she knew that he could feel the heat emanating from hers.

"Which one?" He asked.

Her breath grew ragged, her heart hammering in her chest. "The black one with the lace trim, sir," she murmured, her voice barely audible. She could feel his gaze traveling down her body as if he could see through her clothes the forbidden gift she wore beneath. The anticipation was almost unbearable, a delicious ache that made her want to squirm.

He smiles. "I have trouble imagining how it sits covering your perfect ass EVA" He takes a glimpse of her buttocks.

Her eyes widen slightly at his blatant scrutiny, but she can't help the shiver of pleasure that runs through her. "It fits quite snugly, sir," she replies, her voice a seductive whisper. She shifts her weight, the fabric of her skirt brushing against the backs of her thighs. "The feeling of it against my skin is... quite distracting," she admits, her gaze flicking to his eyes, seeking his reaction.

"Distracting how EVA?"

Her voice drops to a breathy whisper, her eyes never leaving his. "It's like a constant reminder of what I'm not supposed to have," she confesses, her cheeks flushing deeper. "It makes me... wet, sir. Knowing that I'm wearing something that you chose for me, something that's just for us, it's incredibly arousing." She licks her lips, her gaze lingering on his.

"Can I at least adjust it for you? so you can be more comfortable?"

EVA felt a thrill of excitement at his words, a delicious shiver running down her spine. She bit her bottom lip, her eyes locked on his. "If you wish, sir," she replied, her voice a sultry purr. She stepped closer, her body pressing against the side of his chair. She watched as his eyes darkened, his pupils dilating with desire. His hand reached out, gently brushing against her hip before sliding around to the small of her back. His touch sent a jolt of pleasure through her, making her knees weak. He began to lift her skirt, the fabric sliding up her thighs to reveal the lacey black thong she had chosen to wear for him. She gasped softly as his fingers traced the line of the thong, his touch feather-light and yet so commanding. The room seemed to close in around them, the air charged with tension and need. She leaned into his touch, her breathing shallow and rapid as she waited for his next move. The anticipation was exquisite, a heady mix of fear and excitement.

The power dynamics in the room had shifted so subtly, yet so profoundly. She felt his thumb pressing against the fabric of her thong, the pressure increasing just enough to make her gasp. The scent of her arousal filled the air, a potent aphrodisiac that only served to inflame their desires. Her eyes fluttered open, and she looked at him, her pupils dilated with lust.

"What...what would you like me to do next?" She asked, her voice a needy whine.

"Send me a picture of you wearing this." He presses his thumb at her thong, nearly touching her sensitive area. He commanded. "I expect the naughtiest from you".

Her eyes widened, and she felt a thrill of excitement mixed with a hint of fear. She knew this was a turning point in their relationship, one that she had been craving for so long. She nodded, her voice trembling. "Yes, sir," she murmured, her eyes never leaving his. She stepped away from the chair, her legs unsteady, and reached into her pocket to pull out her phone. She snapped a quick picture, making sure to capture the lacy thong and the wet spot that had formed from her arousal. She sent the photo to him with a text that simply read, "For your eyes only."

He smiles and sends a simple text back. "Thank you"

EVA felt a sense of relief and excitement at his response. She knew she had crossed a line, but the thrill of his approval was intoxicating. She stepped away from his desk, smoothing down her skirt and taking a deep breath to compose herself. "Is there anything else you need, sir?" she asked, her voice a little shakier than she would have liked.

"That will be all EVA."

EVA nodded and turned to leave, her legs still wobbly from the intense exchange. As she reached for the door handle, she couldn't resist glancing back over her shoulder, her eyes meeting EIK's. The desire in his gaze was unmistakable, and she felt a thrill run through her. She gave him a small, knowing smile before exiting the office, her heart racing. The click of the door closing behind her echoed through the empty hallway, leaving her both exposed and exhilarated. She leaned against the wall, taking a moment to catch her breath before heading back to her desk, her mind racing with thoughts of what might come next.