Double Bossed

Madison looked at me from across my desk. She was in my office for the past hour, helping me prepare for the meeting. “Is there something wrong?” she asked me, her eyebrows furrowed in confusion.

I wanted to fuck her right now, but I couldn’t because people were constantly coming in and out of my office. We’d been busy today, together all the time, but we were surrounded by others so I couldn’t do a thing to her.

“There is,” I responded hoarsely, looking seductively at her. “I can’t rip apart your pussy right now and that’s pissing me the hell off.”

Her reaction was immediate. She squirmed on her chair and her cheeks blushed. She licked her lower lip, and I followed that movement like it was my drug—I couldn’t take my eyes of it. Her plump lips were silently begging me to kiss them, and I wanted to bite into them and suck them...

“I keep thinking about you too, Grant,” she purred, and her words made me even hotter. Fuck. What was she doing to me? Today she was wearing a blouse that revealed her sexy breasts in a push-up bra almost completely, and all I wanted was to take those boobs into my hands and fondle them as I fucked her hard.

“Keep talking like this, and I’ll take you right now—to hell with anyone who might enter.”

Her eyes widened in pure lust, and I was almost ready to do just that—push her against my desk and have my way.

“I’m afraid we can’t do that, boss.” She offered me a slight smile. “We can’t afford to get distracted now.”

“Yeah, I know.” Of course I knew, but it didn’t mean I didn’t want to do it. And the way she said boss? She knew what it did to me. That’s what she kept it up. But this project was important. At least for my wallet. And she’d been so helpful and responsible. Her advice was always on point, and she was smart. Smarter than most of the associates who had been with us for years. I was impressed.

The only problem was my boner. It wouldn’t be good at all if I thought about fucking Madison right there—in the conference room—and then I got up and held a speech in front of everyone with a clearly visible erection.

Now that I thought about it, it would be amazing to fuck her there... All over that conference table...

Someone knocked on the door, and I curled my hands into fists, feeling on the edge. Fuck this.

I exhaled a long breath, in a desperate need for another “Madison” dose.

I had to pull it together. We had an important presentation today, and I couldn’t screw it up.

“Come in,” I said, willing my erection to go down and get back to work.

“Hey, Grant,” Oliver said and entered my office with a clipboard in his hand. “I just wanted to discuss some numbers with you before we present it to the others.”

“I’m going to make more coffee,” Madison said and got out of her seat. My eyes zeroed in on her tight ass as she walked away, and I was finally able to breathe a bit easier when she left the room.

Oliver was staring at me silently, and I could see a slight disapproval in his eyes. I understood the message: “Don’t fuck something up with her.”

I shook my head. “Don’t worry,” I answered. “I know what’s at stake here.”

“Good. Now, let’s get to business.”

The presentation was scheduled for the end of the day, and I was in the conference room, about to present the project to my other partners and associates. Travis Bryson and Patrick Drake, our separate partners who handled all the legal dealings within the company, were seated next to Colten and Oliver. Their office was on a different floor and they didn’t come to regular meetings, so we didn’t get to see each other much often. I wasn’t even aware they were coming, if they were here that meant this was bigger than I even realized. Which just made things more pressured. Shit.

Madison was sitting next to me, handing me the papers I needed during my speech. As the slides changed on the screen behind me, I spoke about the vision of our company and benefits this new build would bring to our company.

After fifteen minutes, I finished talking, and Colten got up, ready to give us a project update. As I sat down, I sensed Madison’s adorable fragrance, her perfume pervading all my senses. I realized now that she was sitting too close to me, her knee touching mine beneath the table, and I smirked mischievously. I remembered when Oliver, Colten and I discussed about the furniture for this room. Colten suggested we should buy a glass table.

Now I was more than glad with Oliver’s suggestion, who said we needed to purchase a wooden table. I was grateful that its black wooden surface hid my hand as it came to cover Madison’s knee. She jerked up when my skin came in contact with hers, and I looked her from the corner of my eye. She wouldn’t say no, how could she? She wanted it as bad as I wanted to do it to her.

I noticed the way other partners had been eyeing Madison—or her breasts, to be precise. All of them drooled over her, and that pissed me off, my possessiveness getting the best of me. She was mine, I wanted to tell them, but I couldn’t, and the hopelessness of this situation made my body tenser, my blood rushing directly into my dick.

I wanted to mark her as mine. I wanted to fuck her here—spread her legs widely as I push myself into her softness again and again. Colten mentioned something about “the important points”, but I couldn’t care less what those points were—my attention was solely on Madison.

I traced my fingers slowly over her warm skin, reaching the hem of her skirt and pushing it upward. She instantly gasped and but down on her lower lip, trying to mask her surprise. The movement of my arm wasn’t visible to others, but I wondered if she would be able to hide her arousal from them.

I smiled to myself. Would she be able to suppress her moans when I made her all wet for me?

“What are you doing?” she whispered to me, and I leaned to her with a serious face, pretending I was discussing something connected to Colten’s presentation.

“Pay attention the presentation Madison, I’m busy,” I whispered back into her ear. She flinched, her face becoming crimson red.