Possessive Boss

Jacob returns to his office after a few more meetings. It’s nearly five and I’ve been suffering all day, like excited one second and annoyed the next. I keep thinking about what I’m doing for him and how crazy it is, but it feels so good. I look over my shoulder and catch his eye.

He’s watching me carefully with a smile on his face. He gestures with his head, beckoning. The shades on his windows drop down and I wait a few minutes before I slowly get up and take a deep breath.

My heart’s racing as I step into his office. “Yes, Mr. Lofthouse?”

That makes him smile. “Shut the door.”

I close it and walk closer. “You nearly gave Larry a heart attack.”

“I know. It was perfect.”

“He stopped me after that meeting, you know. He tried to defend you, but also to make sure I was okay. It was kind of sweet.”

“He’s a good man. I shouldn’t have put him in that position, I just couldn’t help myself.”

“Don’t worry. I covered for you. Said it was an inside joke from our interview.”

He smiles and cocks his head. “I see. Good thinking.”

I shrug a little bit. “We can’t both be an asshole.”

“Oh, please.” He stands. He takes off his jacket and slowly drapes it over the back of his desk. “Did you obey me, Valerie?”

“Yes,” I say, staring at him. His arms are muscular and perfect as he slowly rolls his sleeves up, watching me.

“And what did you obey?”

“Skirt. No panties. No tights.”

He nods, eyes moving up and down my body. “You look good.”

“Thank you.”

“Walk to my desk.”

He comes around from behind it as I move. I reach the desk and turn, leaning up against it. He comes around in front of me and steps close, his body against mine, one knee between my legs. He reaches up and grabs my hair.

I let out a little gasp.

“There is nothing I find more attractive than a woman that obeys,” he whispers. “Especially when she looks like you.”

“I can obey if you’re worth it.” I stare back at him and he smiles.

“Good. That’s what I want.” He reaches down and takes the hem of my skirt. “Tell me, little Valerie. When I lift this up, what will I find?”

“Nothing,” I say.

“Oh, I think I’ll find something.” He leans forward, lips brushing mine before moving to my ear. “Will you be dripping wet?”

I let out a breath. “I don’t… I don’t know…”

“Yes, you do,” he says. “You can feel it, can’t you? That excitement running down your spine. It felt good all day, having our little secret. You knew you were dressed like this just for me, and finally, finally, I’m bringing you in here to give you what you want.”

“What do I want?”

He kisses me gently then bites my bottom lip. “You want me to make you feel good. The way you’ve been dreaming of since we first met.”

“I haven’t… I don’t…”

“You have and you do.” He tilts my chin up with his hand and kisses me again. With the other, he pulls my skirt up… up…

He pushes my legs wide open. I’m dripping wet and I know it. He’s right, I can feel it, the excitement, the desire. It’s intense, almost too intense. It makes me want to rip off my clothes and kiss him, bite his lip, take his cock deep between my legs.

He moves back. His eyes move down my body and they stop, looking at my pussy. “Perfect,” he whispers. He spreads my legs wider… and kneels in front of me. “Look at you.”

I lean back on the desk. I’ve never been so exposed before in my life and I’ve never felt so aroused. He kisses my inner thigh, moving closer and closer until his tongue licks my pussy, top to bottom, tasting every inch. I let out a moan but stop myself. I can’t be too loud, there are still people in the office.

He doesn’t seem to mind. He licks me and sucks me, tasting my pussy. I grab his hair and lean back on one hand as he does his work. I stifle my moans, turning them into little pants, little gasps. My breathing gets harder as he does his work, driving me wild, making the pleasure explode all along my skin.

“Oh, god,” I whisper. “I can’t… oh my god.”

He slides his fingers deep inside of me and stands. He kisses me, biting my lip, burying his fingers in my pussy. He fucks me with them, sliding them in and out, making me moan with pleasure as he kisses me. I moan into his mouth and he fucks my pussy, driving me wild with it.

“I knew you’d be dripping wet for me,” he whispers in my ear. “I knew you couldn’t help yourself. You dirty little girl… filthy fucking Valerie.”