Marianne could feel her head begging for relief. It was nine o clock. Everyone had already gone home for the night. She still had two more graphs to print. She slipped her heels off her feet. She heard the printer stop. " Goodness, darn printer" she said. She got up and added more paper. She was tired. It had been a very long day. She was thinking that she needed a good massage. That would definitely relieve some of her pent up tension. She knew that her boss Damien had a massager in his drawer.
She walked down the hall to the office in the corner. She looked at the name on the door. She was contemplating opening the door. She figured she deserved a massage. " No one will ever know. Just the one time." she said aloud. She snuck in the office and found the massager. Instead of taking it back down to her desk she figured she would use it here.
She sat down in his lamb skin leather chair. It felt good against her bare legs. She hated panty hose and at five feet seven with tall tan sleek legs she didn't need them. She leaned back and placed the vibrator at her neck. She could feel herself melting. " I have got to get me on of these" she said. It felt so good she could feel herself getting moist. She started running the massager down her body.
Her nipples began to harden. She finally hiked up her skirt pushed her panties aside and slid the massager of her clit. The sensations were mind boggling. She began to arch her back. The vibrations set her on fire. She turned the massager up a notch. Her pussy lips were vibrating. She kept one hand on the vibrator and the other she used to let her long hair loose. Then her fingers were pinching her tanned nipples. She could feel it coming, it was like a wave washing over her entire body. A small moan escaped her lips as her body shuddered from the pleasure.
That one time turned into four times a week. She bought one for herself to use at home. But she barely ever used it. Something about her boss's that excited her. Damien was a sexy man. Knowing that it was his just added icing to her cake or better yet juices on her pussy. It was three thirty in the afternoon and the mail guy was passing out memo's. he smiled down at her as he put one in her inbox. She picked it up and looked it over. It was a note stating that there would be a staff meeting in Mr. Damien Faulk's office at four p.m. Oh well it was Friday and the weekend was ahead she figured she could sit through one boring meeting, She might even get out of the office a little earlier tonight.
At four o clock she found herself sitting in Damien's office. He was sitting in his chair. The meeting was long and boring, and from the information that was being discussed she would be staying late again tonight. Not that she had any big plans. Damien reached in his drawer and pulled out the massager. During the meeting he started massaging his neck while a coworker was explaining cost. Marianne couldn't help but smirk.
Once the meeting was over she worked endlessly. By the time she looked at the clock again it was near seven o clock. Her coworker Lisa stopped at her desk. Marianne working late again I see?" "Yea I got to get these graphs done before tomorrow." "Yea you know how Hot Pants (Damien) gets when something isn't completed on time" Lisa remarked. Marianna couldnt help but smile at the Hot Pants remark. All the women in the office called Damien that. He was a sexy man for sure. "Well hun, Im gone. I'll see ya Monday morning. Have a great weekend" and with that Lisa was gone.
All alone in the office. What to do? she thought. How about a massage? She smirked to herself. She went into his office and began her ritual of pleasure. She was to the point of orgasmic limits. Her pussy was throbbing. Her juices were flowing. She didn't hear the office door open. He stood in awe.
She was imagining Damiens hands on her. Caressing her body all over. " Oh Damien please fuck me harder" she screamed. He smiled and said "I would if it was me inside you. Startled she dropped the vibrator. "Er..... I am terribly sorry Hot Pants... I mean Mr. Faulk." A smile spread across his face. He knew the office women had called him that. "It seems I am coming back for more than my briefcase." She started to get out of the chair and fix herself. Damien raised his hand and said "Please continue, I was enjoying watching you Marianne." She didn't even know that he knew her first name.