Dan called me into the office. I walked sharply past my supervisor; the bitch! God I hated her; she made my life miserable. And that was part of the reason why I was fucking our boss.
Before he closed his door, Dan said rather loudly for all to hear "I want to know the story behind Jacob's chewing my ass off about his pay!" It was a front. First, it gave us a reason to close the door because payroll is private. Second, it made it appear as if I was in trouble and not about to flirt shamelessly with him.
Dan sat down in his large corporate chair and I came around the desk and sat up on the edge. We smiled at each other. We laughed and chatted about the office stuff. I playfully dangled one knee over the other and worked my shoe off till it fell onto the carpet. Not missing a beat with the conversation, I slid my now shoeless stocking foot along the inside of his trousers.
"Oh, what do we have here?" I exclaimed as my toes came into contact with a noticeable bulge in his pants. I teased it, played with it, while still chatting aimlessly.
"Jesus Shannon, quick horsing around and help me relieve the pressure."
I smiled and slid off the desk, crouched in front of him and touched the bulge with one hand. "What ever do you mean Dan?"
"Please Shannon, I need you to blow me."