As I sat at my desk I tapped my pen nervously and stared out the large window at the vast Seattle skyline. I am one of the many women who work for Mr. Grey at Grey Enterprises. I don't do much besides answer phones. I've never even actually met Mr. Grey but from what I hear and the pictures I've seen in the papers, he is quite something to look at.
"Are you ready?" A blonde secretary calls to me. I am leg shakingly nervous because this morning, there was a note on my desk from Mr. Grey himself. All it said was 'Meeting at 1:00'. I couldn't even stomach lunch I was so nervous.
I stood up and hastily fixed my pencil skirt. My black high heels clacked against the white marble floors and I try to focus on the noise they make rather than my own anxiety.
Why was I so nervous? Oh, I'm just about to meet my boss, the all-powerful, incredibly gorgeous sex god for the first time. And he chose to have a private meeting with me, of all people. That's why I'm nervous.
I followed the blonde past one set of doors and as we got to the next set of large doors, she knocked and a voice from inside said, "Come in."
She pushed the doors open and I was expecting him to be standing there with his arms crossed ready to meet me at the door but instead I was met with the back of his black desk chair.
The blonde gave me a reassuring smile, as if telling me it's okay to proceed forward, and as I stepped forward, she closed the door behind me and we were alone in his office. Alone.
"Thank you for coming to meet me." His voice was quite husky and suddenly it was the only thing I wanted to hear ever again. Just from his voice I could already feel a little dampness in between my legs.
His chair turned around and I was soon face to face with the actual sex god himself.
Oh. My. God.
He wasn't as beautiful as people said. The pictures in the papers don't do him justice. He is so much more tantilizing than that.
"It's okay. You can come closer and sit down," he said gesturing to the black leather seats that are placed in front of his desk, "I don't bite. Most of the time." I swear I saw him wink. Outside of these doors I was nervous but I didn't know what true nerves were until I stepped foot into this room with his eyes on me.
"So, you've been here a few months and I haven't had a chance to meet with you and see how you're doing. How do you like it here?" He asked but for some reason I couldn't take my eyes off his lips as he spoke. They were so mesmerizing.
I didn't even hear what he had asked me. I was just blatantly staring at his lips.
"Your lips," I spoke softly without realizing what I was saying.
"Excuse me?"
"Your lips move so fluidly when you speak, I can't take my eyes off of them."
His expression before was very tiresome but as I said that, the right side of his mouth moved upward into a smirk.
What he said next surprised me, "As are yours."
My expression also changed from dazed to confused. I was not expecting him to reply that to what I had said.
He stood up from his chair and made his was around the desk to the chair that I was sitting in, grabbed my hand and pulled me up. His hands made their way up my body, starting at my hips up to my cheeks which were flushed completly by now.
As his hands were cupping my cheeks, he pulled my face into his and our lips molded together so perfectly. We staggered backwards until my back felt cold and I realized that we were pressed against the floor to ceiling window that looked over the city. My first thought was that anyone could be watching and that only made it more exciting.
Soon enough, his hands moved down and cupped my ass as he spoke one word softly, "Jump."
I jumped up and he wrapped my legs around his waist and my arms around his neck as he proceeded to pepper my neck with kisses, leaving a small trail showing where he had been.
I felt him hike my skirt up so that it was around my waist and inside my head I thanked myself that I decided to wear my nice panties today, my lacy panties.
He seemed to notice, "I like these," he said while grabbing the hem of my panties, "But they're going to have to go for now." he spoke as he pulled my panties off with one hand and discreetly put them into the pocket of his pants.
He had a devilish smirk on his face as I was back onto my own two feet now and I bent down to unbuckle his belt. My hands fumbled a little but soon enough I was able to undo the buckle and unbutton his pants as they hung low on his hips.
I moved my hands down his chest and stopped right at the waist band of his Calvin Klein's. I looked up at him and his eyes looked desperate for me. For me. "Oh fuck. You're going to send me over the edge if you keep looking up at me like that with those eyes."
"Looking at you like what?" I felt myself begin to feel more comfortable with my seductive side. I wanted to tease him, I needed to tease him. Just the feeling of being the one in control of him was almost enough to send me over the edge.
I pulled down the waistband of his boxers and his cock sprang free from its confinments. Just as I was about to wrap my hands around him, he pulled me up so that I was no longer on my knees."No more foreplay. I need to fuck you, now," he said as he grabbed me and I wrapped my legs around his waist, again.
He runs the tip of his cock across my slit, teasing me and sending small feelings through my body and when when I was least expecting it, he lowered me onto him and I felt a sudden thrust of pleasure.
My legs were still wrapped around his torso as he started to thrust in and out of me. I felt the tension building up inside of me and I moaned, "Oh, Mr. Grey."
I could tell that the tension was also building up inside of him because his trusts started to become sloppy and slow.
All of a sudden, I felt the tension inside of me break and I was hit with the most amazing, body shaking orgasm I have ever felt. My head rolled back and my eyes closed tight as I moaned his name.
A second after I had finished, I felt him release inside of me, moaning and laying his head on my shoulder.
After standing in silence for a while with his head on my shoulder, he put his hands on either side of my face and kissed me hard on the lips then pulled out.
We both quickly fixed ourselves and I turned and was faced with my reflection in the glass of the windows and I did not believe that the person I was looking at was me. The girl in the reflection was beautiful, with her cheeks flushed and hair a mess, the freshly fucked look.
Mr. Grey came up behind me and wrapped his arms around me and started massaging my breasts, "I'd love to go for round two but I have another meeting."
His arms fell from where they were on my breasts to his sides as he turned me around and kissed me passionatly hard one last time, biting my lip slightly. When he broke the kiss he grabbed my shoulder and pulled me towards the door.
"Are you ready?" He asked and again, I was mesmerized by his lips and the way they moved as he spoke.
He said it again, "Are you ready?"
And that is when I realized that I was still sitting at my desk, daydreaming.
The blonde secretary asked me again if I was ready and I nodded and stood up from my seat with a pool now formed between my legs.
Oh, Mr. Grey. I can't wait for my meeting with you.
