Secret Desire

Emily knew that her boss had always had a thing for her. The way his eyes lingered on her curves when he thought she wasn't looking, the sly smiles whenever he got a chance to pass by her desk, the flirtatious comments, even though they were harmless, sent shivers down her spine every time.

She was young, barely 22 and had just started out in this company a few months ago, eager to please. He was older, 40 if she wasn't mistaken, married with two teenage daughters from what she had heard. But he was attractive, there was no denying that. Dark brown hair, blue eyes and a rugged jawline made him look like the man you'd want to run into at an airport bar for a drink after a long flight. Emily's best friend warned her about getting involved with men in positions of power, told her not to be foolish, that he would take advantage.

"Be careful," she said one day as they were grabbing lunch together "If he ever asks you out to dinner I swear I'll beat the crap outta him."

Emily dismissed it. She wasn't even sure if she'd want his attention but she certainly wouldn't refuse a free meal. But now, in this moment as she sat at her desk in the dimly lit office waiting for the clock to strike five and his departure time, she felt different.

She heard the door to the office open behind her and froze when he approached from the back. He was holding a folder of papers and stopped before her, leaning forward slightly so that the light hit him just right on his face in the shadows. His eyes were locked on hers as he set them down but didn't say anything for what felt like an eternity. Emily swallowed hard, hoping she hadn't done something wrong. He cleared his throat. "It's time to go home."

"Yes sir," was all she said, trying not to sound out of breath.

"Is everything alright?" His hand rested on the back of her chair as he stared down at her for a moment too long before moving away. "You seem nervous."

"No I'm fine..." Her eyes darted to the door then back to him and realized what she had done. She stood up awkwardly, fumbling with her purse and keys until he put his hand on her arm and gently turned her around.

"I didn't mean to make you uncomfortable." He said it softly as if they were alone in the room when they weren't. "Here let me walk you out."

Emily followed quietly, not looking back at him but couldn't help wondering what was going through his mind.

Outside she took a deep breath and walked ahead of him to her car without speaking until they reached it and then stopped. He waited as she unlocked the door before stepping inside for one last look. "I'm glad we talked today."

"Yes sir." She said, already backing out of the parking spot when he came up behind her.

"Emily..."

She turned around quickly. "Do you want to go grab a drink sometime?"

Her heart skipped a beat and it took her a second to respond. Was this really happening?

"I was thinking tonight would be good for me actually. I'm free." He leaned back against the car door beside hers, his eyes never leaving hers as he waited.

"Tonight sounds perfect."

He reached into his suit jacket and produced an address. "My place then?"

She nodded and took it. There were no names on there just a building number and apartment but she knew which one it was. He'd given her the same address when they had talked about their first meeting over lunch.

"See you at 7." he said as Emily drove off, not believing that this was really going to happen after all these months of tension and flirtation. She couldn't wait for tonight. The whole ride home she wondered what he'd want her to wear.

Her hands trembled as she changed out of the business suit into a black lace bra, matching underwear and a short red dress before getting ready. She reached his house and rang the doorbell at 7 on the dot.

"Wow," was all he said when he opened it for him. She had no idea what to say so she just smiled nervously.

The living room was dimly lit but Emily could make out a few modern paintings on the walls as well as a small kitchen. He turned off the lamp and closed all of the blinds so that it felt like they were completely alone. "Make yourself comfortable."

"Where are we going?"

"To the bedroom, I don't have much time." he said with an impish grin before taking her hand.

She followed him down a hallway until they stopped in front of a closed door and then his hands were on the small of her back as he pressed it open. She saw his bed and the dark room beyond. He let go of her to turn on some lamps and walked over to the mini bar instead. A bottle of wine appeared but she shook her head when he offered. "Just a glass of water for me."

"Suit yourself." he said as they entered the bedroom together. It was just as dark as before except that now the only light came from a small lamp on his bedside table and the glow from the city outside the window. He set down the wine bottle and turned to her, taking both of her hands in his own. "I've thought about this for so long."

"Me too," she said truthfully as he pulled her against him.

The first thing that crossed her mind was how big he was compared to her but when his hand moved to rest on the small of her back, it made her feel protected and safe. He bent down a little until their eyes were level then his lips pressed against hers. Emily gasped softly as she wrapped her arms around him and kissed back just as eagerly.

His mouth moved over hers in a slow dance as he pulled away to rest on the side of her neck, kissing a trail down slowly from there to her collar bone before moving further down until it disappeared into the neckline of her dress. She gasped again when his lips touched her breast through the thin lace and she could feel the heat of his breath on the curve of it. His hands moved up under her arms, pulling at the straps of her bra until it fell to the floor with a soft thump.

She heard him inhale sharply as he ran his fingers over the top of one before he pulled back to look at her chest in amazement. "Are you serious? These are beautiful."

"I told you I thought about this," she said, feeling suddenly vulnerable.

She heard him chuckle softly before his mouth moved to the other breast and he began gently licking it with just the tip of his tongue, teasing her. The wet warmth felt amazing on her nipples that were already so hard.

"God you're perfect," he said.

They broke apart for a moment until he pulled it over his head and tossed it on the floor before moving back into position with one arm around her waist. His mouth moved between her breasts again, switching sides until they were both hard and achy.

"Please," she said breathlessly. She could already feel wetness running down her legs.

He stopped for a moment to look at her as he unzipped his pants. "Do you want me?"

"Yes."

In one smooth motion he slipped out of them as well and lifted her up in his arms so that they were eye level with the bed. He laid her on it, her back resting against the headboard before pulling her dress to the floor, leaving her in just underwear.

"Please," she said again.

His fingers moved over her thighs until he reached the waistband of her panties and then slowly pulled them down and off as well. She felt exposed but turned on at the same time. She saw him stroke himself a few times before moving up between her legs, feeling his warm skin press against hers before he pressed in deep with one smooth thrust.

Emily let out a small cry at the invasion of pleasure and then bit back a moan when she was filled to the brim. His hands gripped both sides of her hips as he began rocking into her, going slower than she wanted but it felt so good, almost too good.

"Please," she said again, more desperately this time. "Harder."

He complied immediately and she wrapped her legs around his waist until they were in the perfect position before moving her knees to press them against each other. She held on as he picked up the pace, pulling away from kissing her mouth only so that he could kiss along her jawline.

"Emily," he said softly when it began to feel like too much.

She arched her back and reached down, feeling his hardness as she touched him before he pulled away from her skin. "I want you inside me."

"Yes," she panted.

He pushed in even deeper as he held her close until their hips were locked together and then he was moving faster than ever, the bed shaking with each thrust of his body against hers. She could hear the sound of flesh on flesh as well as their moans filling the room but it only drove her higher.

"Yes!" she cried out before feeling the pleasure build inside of her until it reached a peak and exploded in waves as he moved to kiss along her jawline again, muffling her cries.

She felt him move above her then but couldn't keep herself from pulling at his back even as they both came together. She watched with closed eyes as they rolled apart, breathing hard against each other before he pulled her close until their bodies were warm and tangled in a sweaty heap on the bed. He lifted up for a moment to get rid of the condom then held her close again.

"Are you okay?" he asked after a few minutes when she was still breathing fast with a smile on his face.

"Yes," she whispered, feeling satisfied as well as sleepy. She ran her fingers along his chest as they both drifted off to sleep in each other's arms.