She sat at her desk, attempting to focus on the work in front of her, but as soon as she would fall into a rhythm of typing, her mind would begin to wander. Thoughts of behaving badly crept into her brain, and images of being bent over a desk and fucked hard would flash into her vision. Anna shook her head, trying to extinguish the dark and dirty fantasies, but time and time again they would creep back in.
She let out a long breath as she imagined how it would feel to have a man sliding inside of her. It had been months since she'd last had sex, and the dry spell didn't show signs of ending soon. A chill ran down her spine and her muscles tightened, she could nearly feel it. She bit her bubble gum pink lip as she thought of the late nights she spent scouring her latest discovery, a blog filled with images and stories of good girls behaving badly, and of daddies claiming them.
At first she'd been so nervous when she stumbled upon the site, it seemed so forbidden, so wrong, but as she explored it deeper, she found a longing building inside her. She saw herself in the characters, pictured herself as she read the stories. She shared their thoughts of wanting a daddy, and their longing to let go of their good girl status. At first she'd just peeked. A glimpse of an image or two here, skimming the occasional story there, but now each night she found herself diving deeper and deeper into the forbidden fantasy, and she didn't want to stop.
There was no one she could confess her new desires to, so they simply grew within her, burning stronger and stronger each day. She was struggling to focus on work, and she often got lost in fantasies that left her panties wet under her dresses. She would leave work each day, speed home, and instantly begin to touch herself while slowly scrolling through his blog. Each day she came for him over and over, and each day she began craving it more and more. The blog was like a drug she couldn't get enough of. She had discovered a darker, naughtier side of her sexuality, and she craved further exploration.
Letting out a sigh she tried to roll her shoulders and release some of the tension in her neck. Her entire body was tight and no amount of self-induced orgasms seemed to help. Every time her body shook and she came to daddy's words, she just found herself craving more. She was chasing a high that seemed unattainable, and she sighed as she realized that, short of being able to find a daddy who would teach her how to be a good baby girl, she might never find true sexual satisfaction again.
"Anna?" a voice pulled Anna from her train of thought. It was one of the secretaries from her office. "Mr. Stone wanted to see you before you leave for the day." Anna nodded, and thanked the woman for her message. She massaged her temples as she tried to pump herself up for a visit to Mr. Stone. He oversaw several departments, including hers, and more often than not she would end up doing his grunt work. She'd passed him in the hall a few times, and been in some of the same meetings as him, but this was the first time she'd been summoned to his office. She hoped she hadn't messed up any of her assignments for him, but also dreaded the thought of being assigned another one of his never-ending projects.
She half-heartedly finished the things she was working on, and made her way to his office with a notepad and pen. Most people had taken the next day off for a long holiday weekend, and were already gone, so Anna walked past empty cubicle after empty cubicle, envious of the lucky ones who were getting a long weekend. Mr. Stone's door was half open, so Anna peaked her head in, and knocked as she said, "Mr. Stone, Kelly said you wanted to see me?" Mr. Stone looked up from his computer at her. His eyes studied her for a long moment before he gestured for her to come in and sit down. As he looked back to his computer Anna opened her notepad and prepared to receive her assignment.
"Anna, how long have you worked here?" Mr. Stone asked suddenly.
"I've been with the company for two and half years..." Anna replied, unsure of what prompted the question. He nodded and glanced back at his screen. "Well as you know the annual employee satisfaction survey is coming up, and we'll need some communications drafted up. If you have a few minutes, I'd like to go over what all you'll need to do." Anna smiled politely.
"Of course." She said, groaning internally. She began to jot a few things onto her notepad. As she did Mr. Stone loosened his tie a bit, and began rolling up the sleeves of his dress shirt. Anna peeked over the top of her notepad, still writing, and watched him. Her mouth went dry as she took in the site of him. Dress shirts with sleeves rolled up had always been a weakness of hers, and after so many nights of masturbating to the image of Daddy in his office and dress clothes taking his naughty sluts, the image held even more erotic appeal. She swallowed hard as she tried not to stare at Mr. Stone. Why hadn't she ever noticed how attractive he was before? His arms looked strong. The kind of arms that could pin a girl against a wall... Anna bit down on her tongue, trying to shake away the thought.
"Are you alright Anna?" he asked. She realized she'd physically been shaking her head.
"Oh, yes, fine." She said quickly.
"Seems like your mind is already off work," Mr. Stone said. He gave her a grin that seemed almost devilish. Anna could physically feel her body react to his grin, and she had to squeeze her thighs together tightly to contain the wetness that had begun to develop in her lace thong.
"Just a bit distracted. Long day," Anna tried to explain her behavior away. She prayed he would give her his tasks quickly, so she could get home and try to take the edge off her cravings. Maybe an hour or two of holding a vibrator on her sensitive clit would be enough to relieve her, at least temporarily.
"I can tell. You're a hard worker, I've noticed." He said, leaning back in his chair casually. Anna blushed, not expecting a compliment from someone so many levels above her.
"Well thank you sir. I try to do the best I can." Anna had never been good at accepting compliments. She could feel her cheeks turning pink. For a moment she could have sworn Mr. Stone's grin deepened from knowing he had made her blush.
"You do very well." He replied. "Of course if you're ever struggling feel free to ask for help. Sometimes a young woman just needs a bit of guidance to find her way to what she's looking for." Mr. Stone continued. Anna's ears perked up. She could have sworn she had read the exact same line in one of the new erotic stories on her favorite blog. It had to be a simple coincidence, didn't it?
"Thank you sir...I...I will..." she stumbled out her reply. Her head was foggy from the long day, and her body was almost painfully tense. She wanted nothing more than to get out of the office and dive back into her naughty imagination. "Um, what did you need me to work on Mr. Stone?" Anna asked, biting down on her bottom lip and running a hand through her long curls absentmindedly, trying to pull herself together long enough to receive her assignment.
"Call me Alex." He said, standing up from his chair. "You seem tense Anna, are you sure you're alright?" he asked. He walked out from behind his desk and stepped behind her. She heard the office door click closed, and then felt a pair of strong hands kneading her shoulders. In her state of perpetual arousal the feeling of a pair of warm hands on her exposed skin was almost too much to take. A light, breathy moan escaped from her lips as Alex's hands gently massaged the tension from her shoulders. She melted under his hands. "So tense little one. You need to relax." He whispered softly into Anna's ear as his hands continued to manipulate the tension out of her shoulders.
Hearing the words "little one" snapped Anna back into the moment. That wasn't something men usually called women. That term was used by a certain group of men... Her brain swirled as the pieces began falling into place. The odd phrasing he had used earlier, the look he had given her when she blushed. 'Call me Alex'. "Alex Stone..." she gasped softly as she realized exactly who the man behind her was. Anna jumped out of her seat and spun to face him. Her hazel eyes were wide and her jaw dropped open as she looked at him with new eyes. "You're him." She said softly. The man who's words had been torturing, teasing, and pleasing her for weeks was standing in front of her.
"I knew you were a smart little kitten." He said with a hungry grin. His eyes slowly scanned from her feet up to her still gapping lips. "It's been fun watching you these last few weeks. Seeing you struggle to focus, watching your eyes glaze over as you day dreamt, watching you bite your lip as you imagine making your naughtiest fantasies come true." His voice was smooth and deep as he described her behavior.
"How...how could you have known?" Anna asked, still in shock over being so close to him. She had fantasized about him a million times, but never in her wildest fantasies would she have thought she would ever actually be in the same room as him.
"I know what it looks like when a sweet girl realizes she has a dark side. I could see it in your eyes. A daddy just knows." The word 'daddy' sent a chill through her entire body, and Alex could tell. Anna knew any efforts to deny his discovery were pointless.
