Breezy Imagines

Wrong (Kya)

Kya
Sighs, here we go again. Another long day of work, away from my husband. When will I ever quit this job? I don't get paid enough for this. I need to spend more time at home with hubby, he misses me. I keep asking myself why I'm still at this job when in reality I know exactly what, or who, is keeping me here. "the boss needs to speak with you." The front desk clerk called. "I'll be right there." I quickly put down my pen and closed my laptop. I fluffed my hair and fixed my clothes in a presentable manner. I left my office and quickly made my way down to the boss's. I knocked on his glass window. He motioned for me to come in. I walked in and closed the door behind me. I just stood there while he sat at his desk writing something and looking through papers. I cleared my throat. "Ehum-You wanted to see me?" I questioned. "Yes. Come sit." He told me while leaning back in his chair. He put everything down. I sat at a chair in front of his desk. "Act like you know!" He demanded. I got up and sat on his lap sideways. He caressed my thighs and began to unbutton my shirt. "Mr. Br-" "Call me Chris baby." He interrupted. "I can't keep doing this." "Backing out are we?" He questioned gripping my thigh aggressively. "N-no, I mean... It's wrong, right?" I stuttered. "Right." He mumbled in his deep voice against my neck. I sighed letting him rub on me and undress me. He stood us up and sat me on the desk, roughly spreading my legs. "We c-caaaan't." I moaned while he caressed my spot. "But we are." He said. Mr. Brown kissed all over me and pulled my panties off all while I attempted to not give in to the urge. Everywhere he touched, I moved his hands away. "Quit fighting it." He said then sucked my neck. Lord this man, he knows what that does to me. Shit, I let out so many moans from him just sucking on my skin. "Don't act like you don't want me to touch it or lick that spot you like." He whispers to me gliding his hands up there. Eff it, I grabbed him by his tie, pulling his body as close to mine as it could get. I wrapped my arms and legs around him and kissed his soft lips. He grabbed my face and deepened the kiss. I unbuckled his belt then let him finish undressing me. He gave me the sexiest look and said "you know how I want it." I know it's wrong but... So right.
Chris
"You know how I want it." I told her giving sexy eyes. She slid down off the desk, turned around and bent all the way down on the desk. She stared back at me. "Yea that's it." I smacked her right cheek and watched it jiggle, then pulled my self out of my boxers. I massaged us for a second to make it wet then unexpectedly slid in. Kya gasped loudly like she's never been with me. Every damn time. "Dammit K, so tight." I grunted "So biiiig." She moaned grabbing the edge of the desk. I grabbed onto her hair and beat it like I ain't had none. "Mr. Brown!" She moaned. "You know better, what's my name?!" I said smacking her plump round ass.
Kya
I played with him by calling him Mr. Brown. "OOOOH Mr Brown." I smiled and rolled my hips on him. He roughly grabbed me by my neck, pulled me up to his chest. "Don't get fucked up." He grunted huskily. "Yes Daddyyyy." I whined while he thrashed my guts. He slowed down and say back in his chair. "Do ya thing." He orders, so I sat directly on it and did what the boss said. I ride him like its my job, every time. I sped up and Chris loved it. "That's right. Keep it right there, mm." He says holding my waist. I rolled around on him as we both reached our peaks. I exhaustedly laid on his chest, we breathed heavy. "You always hit the spot K baby." "I can't keep hurting him." I say with my head down. He holds my head up by my chin and kisses me deeply. "Kya, he doesn't even know. He's not hurt." He told me. "I have work to do." I say getting up and redressing myself. He handled himself also. I walked to the door about to leave. "K, remember I'm your boss baby. You're just doing your job, no wrongs."