(MxF)
"Mrs. Lakes." A male voices spat behind you."It's Lays." You huffed, turing around to see your ass of a boss. "Yeah. I need you to work late today." "I can't. I have plans, and I worked late on Monday." you argued. "And you will stay again, until those files are complete. Do we have a problem?" He hisses back. This was so unfair.
"No I'll get it done." You faked a smile. If you could afford to lose this job, you would give him a piece of your mind. A hour later most of the other employees slowly gathered their belongings and headed home. Including your boss.
After what seemed like years of paperwork, you heard foot steps coming closer. You glanced above your desk and there was James, winking at you as he passed. You wondered what he's doing here so late and on this floor, because he worked on the accounting floor. You watch him walk until he is out of sight, gosh he always looked so delicious.
You started going through papers again, and then almost jumped out of your skin feeling a touch on the bow of your back. I looked back over your sholder to see no other than James. "Can I help you?" You asked after catching my breath. He leaned down near your neck. "Why so tense Y/N?" His husky voice sending a shock straight to your insides.
"I'm not tense, you frightened me." You answered his double edged question. "If you say so dear." He whispered into your ear,you had to bite your tongue making sure not to show any reaction. He then started walked away, you made sure he was far away enough before letting out a sigh of frustration. Just focus on your work so you can leave you mumbled to yourself.
You tried your hardest, but couldn't. Clenching your thighs together, trying to keep yourself together. But all you could think about was him, you caught yourself biting your lip. It was no use.
You quickly got up and walked towards the elevators, heels clicking loudly. You caught the door just before closing and stepped in. James was standing in the corner of the elevator with his devilish smirk, you look away acting as if you didn't see him.
"Where are you headed?" He chucked, always so cocky. But he knows you can get to him also. You lean over and adjusted my heel strap slowly, making sure your skirt hugged my ass tightly. You then stood and glanced over to see his eyes studying you fiercely, his amazing jaw line clinched. "I'm going to the third floor." You said softly, and pushed the button.
You got off of the elevator not looking back at him, but knowing he was watching. Once you heard the elevator doors close you hurried to the abandoned office to get ready. You positioned against the desk, removing your hair pin letting it fall. You knew he would come, he always did.
Just as you thought a few minutes later the door opened, he shut it and locked the door all while not taking his stare off of you. He slowly started walking foward, rolling up the sleeves of his collared shirt, still not taking his eyes off you. You could feel your panties becoming damp.
He stopped inches from you and leaned foward resting his hands on the desk on either side of you. He leaned in, barely letting his lip brush your ear. "Do you think you're funny?" He asked sharply. "I don't know what your talking about. " "Mmm...is that so." He whispered sending chills down my spine.
You then felt his hand firmly grip your thigh through your skirt causing you to jump. "Don't act like you didn't bend over in this tight skirt on purpose, you wanted me to come down here." "You followed me." You smarted back "We both know why you came down here. Why you're so tense. I bet you're already wet just from me barely touching you" his words made your body tremble, he tightened the grip on your thigh with every word. You hated that he was right, and he knew it.
"And what if I did." You challenge back. "Well then you know what you have to do." You couldn't believe he was so full of himself. "No" You spat quickly. "Then I'll just make you beg." He growled and burrowed his lips into your neck, causing me to let out a moan instantly. He picked up your legs sitting you on the desk pushing your legs apart, causing the skirt to rise. He still didn't touch where I needed him most.
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Fantasies |Explicit One Shots
RomanceOne shots of your deepest desires and fantasies. Warnings: Very Explicit Heterosexual content Homosexual content