I want to thank my editor michchick98 for helping me edit this story which was published as a Free Read for Written Expressions. I always wanted to be a secretary but my mom always advised me not to become one, still I have worked in offices and I think when it comes down to it office sex can be hot and thrilling! I'm not speaking from experience but my imagination always runs ahead of me. Anyway, here it is always free to enjoy!
8: 00 AM
Judith hated her job. Her boss had piled up workload after workload on her desk. It seemed he was conspiring to keep her there for the long night, again. Being a secretary was a demeaning job, her mother had warned her before, but being the professional servant to Dustin Havens was bordering the fine line from unlivable to shameful.
"He'll get my letter tonight."
As she went through the files, she noticed that he'd left her a letter of his own.
She read it aloud.
Dear Judith,
Yesterday you escaped like a dog was chasing you. Won't you stop denying our attraction? Make a fist about it all you want, but today the only escape you'll find will be in my arms.
Crumpling the letter in her hand, she made a fist around the now crumpled paper. She hated her rude boss, well, the idea of him made her mad enough to hate him!
Handsome Dustin thought he held the world in his hands. He thought the world was spinning at the tip of his fingertips, as if everything he'd have could be the result of everything that he was now. "Those blue eyes won't fool me again. He'll get my letter tonight."
* * * *
"Why is it so hard to get this woman to succumb to her passions?" Dustin worried over his desk while marveling at the view from his office.
New York was the city to marvel in; tall skyscrapers filled his view with astonishing strength, but he was losing it. The only single female employee he'd ever romanced at work was planning to leave because of him. Now, the ticking clock in his office told him that everything else was slipping out of his grasp. And with all the work he'd left her, work that kept piling up for her at the desk, she'd quit in no time.
Maybe he could do something different, work his way by the clock and finally steal her away while sweeping her off her feet. "Lunch time," he said with relief.
* * * *
(12:00- 1:00) Lunch Time
"With all this work, I'll never finish. I did well working on that letter, but I'll have to skip lunch if I plan to quit in style tonight." Judith said, almost believing her own words. In her mind, the word
quitter
invaded her thoughts.
I've never quit or been fired before; this is going to take some getting used to.
Chewing on her lower lip, she wished to see Dustin, if only to give him a piece of her mind.
He doesn't know what's coming to him.
"And that in itself is an understatement," she agreed.
When he appeared on her desk, in his boxers and coming out of his office, her face reddened, her pulse quickened and her heart skipped a beat. Her mouth fell open instead. No words of rage came out of her that would let the man taste the piece of brutality that filled her mind instead. She was both speechless and breathless. Trying to occupy her mind again with work, she could hardly concentrate when Dustin flashed a smile and took everything from her desk.
"No, no, you cannot do that!" Her eyes fell on his chest as her fingers grazed over the hair on his chest.
Very manly,
she thought.
"Do what, Judith Havens? I'm lessening your work. It's lunch time, didn't you see the clock?"
"Dustin, Mr. Havens, please do not address me with your last name. I have my own. Besides, I'm skipping lunch today otherwise..." Her eyes fell to the bulge pulsating between his legs. She could feel her womanhood pulsating too, getting wet with her juices.
"Ah yes, I remember the letter of resignation that I'm supposed to sign for you. Please deliver it to my office tonight if you think you can still walk away from me and this desk by the end of the break. I can't guarantee that you'll be able to, but you won't regret it. And that's a promise." He smiled wickedly.
She felt his hand go to her face, caressing every strand of hair he could move away from her eyes and cheeks. His fingers sensually explored her lower features, trailing down to her breasts underneath her suit.
"What if someone comes in and sees us?" She squirmed while looking worriedly at the door.
"This is a private building with a private office; both doors are locked by lunch time and we're in a section for some private after hours fun of our own. Do you want me inside of you Judith?"
When his crafted hands moved down to her belly, to touch the juices below while slowly and hotly fondling her pussy, she squealed in delight. "Yes, Dustin! Yes! Keep touching me there. Oh! What took you so long?"