Under My Boss's Desk - Under Him
Throwing caution to the wind, I turn on the music to some track by Controlla, open my Skype window, and video call him myself. I started this so I might as well keep it going.
He may not know it, but I have fantasized a lot about Liam over the years, and what being with him would be like. You see, while Liam has been the one pushing me at work all these years, it was always me seducing him in my fantasies.
I have a lot of fodder for this flame. The question is, will he like it?
He answers almost immediately, and I freeze.
On a normal day, Liam is attractive enough to make a woman stop thinking. Today, Liam looks good enough to cause an accident.
He is seated on what looks like an executive chair, spotting a slight shadow of a beard on his chin. His hair looks a little mussed up and my fingers twitch a little, making me want to run them through his hair.
It looks a little longer than his normal tidy cut, but I think I like it even more this way. His blue eyes rake me up and down as I slowly stand up and move away from the computer, looking almost glued to me.
“Fuck, Anna. You look…”
He clears his throat and then laughs a little. The fact that he is out of words makes me want to do this even more. It is right there in his eyes, how much he wants this.
How much he wants me.
I sway a little to the sound of the music, my hands trailing up my body and slowly I feel myself come alive. He has no idea the effect his eyes have on me.
I watch him watching my hands as they slowly go to my neck, to my face, and up until they reach my hair. He is staring at me like his life depends on it and it makes me feel powerful.
I love his eyes when they watch one of my hands trail back down again through my chest, down my stomach, and even down further to my thighs. I pull them apart slightly and find the hem of my dress, pulling it up until I have it’s all the way to my breasts. Slowly, I rub the material on the top of my breasts before I…
“Do it again.” His voice comes through the soft music.
My hands pause, surprised to hear his voice. He sounds so sexy and so very much like a boss.
I let go of the dress before pulling it up again slowly, bunching up the material so that I can rub it again at the tops of my breasts. This time though, I can actually feel the soft abrasiveness of the sheer material on my skin and it has a strange effect on me.
“Like this?” I ask.
My voice sounds a little choked, even to me.
He nods, giving me a slow once over that almost feels like a full body caress. My legs, belly, and bra covered boobs are right on display and it makes me feel so naughty.
He leans back in his chair, then tells me, “Take it off.”
I pull the dress all the way over my head and stand there in just my matching bra and panties, and black leather heels. He rubs his hands over his eyes and groans a little.
It’s the sexiest sound I have ever had.
“Take a seat and show me those shoes, Anna.”
I do just that without hesitating. The seat is right behind me and a little distance from the laptop, which means he can see all of me. I raise my feet and bend my legs at the knees to show him.
“Put your legs down and part them for me.”
I lower them to the ground, not even sure when my heels touch it. My entire focus is on this crazy mussed up sexy man on my computer and it’s like I’m in a trance. In that moment, I realize he can make me do anything he likes, and I wouldn’t care enough to say no.
His eyes raise up from my parted legs to my face.
He looks so intense when he tells me, “Hold your panties to the side, Anna. I want to see your pussy. You know I do. Show it to me.”
My hands don’t feel like my own anymore. Looking at him looking at me, it almost feels as if it is his hands finding the crotch of my panties to pull them to the side. He groans this time, his eyes going to my core.
My legs are spread open wide for him, I’m holding my panties to the side, just like he instructed, and my pussy is on full display for him. It’s bare and my little clit is hard for him and my hole is leaking its juices out for him.