1. Owning My Boss


    Date: 10/13/2015, Categories: Office Sex, Author: fegirboh, Rating: 9, Source: LushStories

    says, and I’ve been contemplating alternative sources of entertainment. I lent back and made a production of crossing my legs in my short skirt, providing Mr Rose with a teasy little show. It hit the spot. He watched intently, ogling and not even bothering to pretend he wasn’t. Guess when you’re the boss you can do that. As for me, I liked how he was letching. The frank appraisal combined with the macho self assurance, it was such a turn on. Mr Rose buzzed through to his secretary. ‘No interruptions, Janice, okay?’ He removed his jacket and got up from his desk and came towards the couch area. Seconds later he was looming over me. “So, Emily, how’s it going?” I smiled and shrugged. “Oh, you know, Monday mornings.” “Tell me about it. Hey, gotta say, you look even better than your photo.” Wow! I’m used to compliments from men but this one it took me by surprise. Wasn’t sure quite what he meant. “Photo?” “The one on the HR system.” “Okay. Checked me out, have you?” I said, flirting. He grinned. “Have, honey, yeah.” Any last shred of doubt as to why the boss had invited me to this tete-a-tete was removed by the way he was gazing at me. The longing was etched across his face. I grinned up at him, basking, enjoying the power rush I always get when I know a man wants me. Even more so when that man is the CEO of the company I work at and he wants me so much that he’s arranged for us to be alone in his office at ten on a Monday morning. Normally, when I’ve decided to put out, I ...
    still play hard to get. I like to tease and lead a guy on, dangle him on a string, make the poor boy work for it, but this was different. Mr Rose is a powerful man. I mean, the company is called Rose Enterprises so it’s not rocket science to work out who calls the shots around there. He could fire me, just like that, if I pissed him off and I didn’t want that to happen. I like working at Rose. So I decided to go with the flow. Take my cues from him. Whatever he had in mind was more than ok by me. What he had in mind soon became clear. He removed his tie and tossed it aside. “Mind if I join you?” I patted the cushion next to me. “Sure,” I pouted. He settled in close and casually rested his arm along the sofa behind me, his hand squeezing my shoulder. His other hand went to my thigh and started stroking. Quick worker! I giggled. The sort of insinuating giggle that told Mr Rose I was totally cool with what he was doing. That I liked it and he could do plenty more if he wanted. I was sure he did want to do plenty more. So did I. I was loving the situation, could feel the tingle in my belly, the warm damp between my legs. He nuzzled at my neck, hands on the move, breathing becoming heavy. A lusty rumble of delight at discovering I was braless. “You are one sexy girl, Emily, you know that?” He was inside my top, fondling a breast, other hand exploring beneath my skirt. I giggled again. “Maybe I do.” I squirmed around, opening my thighs to make it easy for Mr Rose to get his hand up ...
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