The Boss Complex
This was the toughest part of my job, I was the director of the second highest division in a multi-national corporation however even the Eurozone crisis had affected costings as high up as my division and I was needing to make contingency cuts. Usually under the direct orders of my bosses for me to fire somebody I would be ruthless. Business is a dog eat dog world and without a cold ruthless edge, you’re left behind however the situation this time is different considering that the person who needed to be fired had to be my personal assistant. We had been in this situation numerous times before but I’d always found someone else to get rid of because of her but my department was now the most effective it had ever been and she was the only person who was deemed disposable.
I laid back in my large leather chair and watched as the ceiling fan whirred and the sound of the clock ticking filled my ears. I lost myself for a moment and it was bliss, there was no stress or life-changing decisions to be made however that moment left as quickly as it arrived as I heard a tentative knock on the door. I had been putting off this meeting for so long but despite how much difficulty I faced ever since I’d been informed I had to make this decision when confronted face to face, only at this point did I realise how difficult this decision really was. She came in with a warm smile on her face, this was just another day for her, she probably expected to be discussing the minutes of the meeting that we wrote together, the innocence etched on her face and the fact that she was oblivious to this decision needing to be made added to the difficulty. This decision was a lot more complicated than me merely liking her professionally, I knew that there was a certain chemistry between us. I reminisced about last year’s Christmas party where she drunkenly kissed me and threw me in the storage cupboard before we were interrupted by a new intern looking for a toilet. It was a pleasant thought but also a saddening one, this decision would destroy our friendship and ruin the memories we’d shared over the recent years.
I drew the chair closer and we were centimetres away from each other, I could feel her warm breath, hitting the exposed skin on the lower region of my neck, It caused me to have to subtly unbutton my shirt not as a means of seduction but due to the fact that even with the air-conditioner on and the ceiling fan, it was still hot and humid. She felt the same as she used the spreadsheets of the quarterly figures as a fan to cool herself down. Once again, the warm smile spread across her face but it soon turned to one of concern as she could tell from my expression that something was wrong.
“What’s wrong?” she whispered as she broke the silence, I could tell that she was worried as she twirled her hair around her finger and gently placed her hand on my thigh which she always did when she was stressed and worried.
“I don’t know how to tell you this” I was one of the smoothest talkers in the office with confidence and assertiveness but I was struggling to get my words out and I couldn’t even look her in the eye.
“What is it? Please, tell me” She said with her hand moving a bit further up my leg.
“I’ve been talking to the head of the company, all morning and as the head of this office, I need to let someone go and when I presented him with the list of the employees, he saw you as the disposable asset, I’m sorry” I said as gently as I could, it really was a heartfelt apology and I expected a more hostile response as I waited to see her reaction. It turned out to be one of desperation.
“Please, I need this job, it’s my livelihood, let me persuade you otherwise” She said with a look of desperation in her eyes, her hand ran further up my leg before resting on the bulge in my trousers. I felt uncomfortable, this wasn’t what I was expecting and I didn’t want to take advantage of her, no matter attracted to her I was.
“I don’t know, maybe I can persuade the director to fire someone else,” I said quickly, my eyes darting around the office to see if anybody can see us.
“Hmm that sounds promising” She said in a whisper as she stood up and slowly walked over to the door, swinging her hips as she walked, she locked the door and closed the blinds, she could obviously tell that I was feeling so paranoid and extremely precautious.As she turned back and faced me, she began to slow undo a few of the buttons of her tight shirt which allowed her to show me the fringe of her lacy bra, at this point my jaw dropped and she began to giggle at my reaction. What I didn’t realise was that her eyes were fixated on the blatant bulge that was made more visible by my tight trousers. She reacted to this by dropping to her knees and crawling towards me until she reached my feet, her hands ran up from my calves up until her hands gripped my muscular thighs, I stood up and slowly unbuckled my belt and threw it underneath the desk, listening as the metal buckle loudly struck against the wooden oak desk, but I was no longer worried about being caught. She took control and unbuttoned my trousers allowing them to naturally drop to floor, her eyes widened and she licked her lips as her entire focus was now on the large bulge that my tight boxer shorts were constricting, she began to gently nibble on the sensitive head of my cock through the boxer shorts, I was gently moaning now as I wasn’t expecting this, it took me by surprise and threw me off guard and although there was a layer of fabric between her flickering tongue and my sensitive head, it still was exceptionally sensual but I quickly regained my composure.
She carried on with her spontaneous actions and kept me guessing as she delicately undid the small buttons of the boxer shorts, she blindly slipped her tongue through the small hole and as her tongue subtly lingered on the surface of the shaft, I could tell by the look in her eyes that she wanted to rip off the boxer shorts, there and then but she remained disciplined and instead decided to slowly feed my cock through the hole and out into the open, it was now pulsating and fully erect and she took a moment to admire it but she opted for a new plan of action, she decided to run her tongue along the entirety of the shaft and the blood was now circulating around my body fully and this caused the veins to be clearly visible. She also obviously noticed it as her fingers ran along the ridges of the veins and she continued to show me her wide array of techniques as her lips opened and she placed my cock inside her mouth, her eyes were staring directly at me to try to gauge the reaction as her tongue skirted across the surface of the sensitive head, I did my best to hold my nerve. I realised that I needed to retake control and I did so as I began to pull on her hair, this allowed me to push my cock much deeper inside of her mouth, I was impressed by how she was capable of suppressing her gag reflex but I was now fully in control and I felt much more at ease. Although she’d impressively managed to refrain from gagging, her fingernails dug into the back of my thighs and clawed at them as she tried to regain control but she conceded defeat and began to gently run her fingertips along the shaft and subsequently massaged them with the palm of her hand ensuring that I was constantly in a pleasurable state.
Although she’d been spontaneous, she had kept to the basics and had done them well. Her head ducked down and I felt the presence of her lips along with her fingers as she located and massaged the sensitive spots of the shaft however she added a new dimension as she unleashed the tip of her tongue, it slipped underneath the foreskin and skirted along the surface of the sensitive head, I winced as I was once again taken by surprise but I quickly acclimatised to the sensation and began to enjoy it more, my hand reached down finding the back of her head and pushed it so that my cock entered even further into her mouth, I heard her begin to gag but that didn’t deter me. However whilst I was in the midst of receiving this sensation, I heard a stern knock on the door followed by the handle turning, although the door was locked, I heard a key slot into the door and unlock the door. I was literally going to be caught with my pants down, I ushered her to crawl and hide under the table before pushing my chair in concealing the fact that I was half-naked.
It was the deputy director enquiring about the latest budget cuts, he looked at me unusually but before I couldn’t even muster a reply, I felt the sensation as her tongue played with the exposed head again, I was on the verge of letting out a moan, but I managed to stifle it before briefly explaining that I had locked the door so I could do some number crunching in peace prior to the meeting. I continued to attempt to have a normal conversation as I asked the deputy director to discuss the financial situation but I couldn’t concentrate as I felt the sensation of her warm breath hitting the sensitive head and causing it to tingle. The deputy director left looking bemused but I was almost certain that I’d got away with it, she emerged from under the desk with a mischievous look on her face, I couldn’t help but laugh before pulling her up onto her feet, turning her so that she was facing away from me and forcing her to bend over before spanking her over and over again. The noises that filled the air and echoed around the room were mainly the blunt sound of my hand striking her from behind, but she couldn’t help but yelp. The moans were of satisfaction and pleasure, the satisfaction that I had taken control. As much as I wanted to rip off her top, I had to be innocuous which lead to me slowly unbuttoning it, it showed the difference in styles, I was renowned for my strength and power and lack of tautness, she preferred to see herself as flirtatious by nature and tease but she rarely let anyone past her guard and I felt lucky to have this opportunity even if the entire reason that I had this opportunity was rooted in manipulation and deception. She was now facing me, gently biting her lip as she was getting more and more aroused. My eyes slowly ran up and down her body, I knew from the previous Christmas party experience that she liked it rough and because of that, I didn’t waste any time, in one swift movement, I lifted her up and she obliged wrapping her legs around me before I walked slowly towards the door and pushed her against it.
Now my undivided attention was on her, I had pictured this many times before in my head but in reality, I was far more precarious as my fingers gently ran through and combed her hair. I leant in, her perfume filled the air as I slowly blew her hair out of the way, allowing the tip of my tongue to expose the sensitive sensual spots on her neck in a similar way to how she’d gone about treating my sensitive head. I listened intensely hearing her breathing beginning to become more laboured as she attempted to not let the mixture of endorphins and adrenaline carry her away but as I sank my teeth into her neck, she couldn’t take anymore and I heard her mutter under her breath, begging me to give it to her. I was always more favourable of actions speaking louder than words and as I took a step back, this prompted her to stand up and I watched as she slowly unfastened the knee-length pencil skirt that she was wearing, I watched as it dropped to the floor revealing her toned figure that she flaunted, she had complete confidence in her figure and rather than finding this daunting, I found that it made her even more attractive however I refrained from showing any emotion. She was wearing stockings which she knew I found sensual as she had asked for my opinion about it the week before but it was pre-emptive to presume that she was wearing them because of me.
It was my turn to show my experience as I unattached the stockings with ease, my softened hands gracefully ran along the outside of her thigh, as my confidence continued to grow my hand glided across the face of the thigh, my fingertips danced along the surface playfully before residing on the inside of her thigh. I looked up for her approval and she responded with an assertive nod. I could tell that by running my fingers along the inside of her thigh, lingering and acting almost hesitant especially as I moved closer to her underwear, was stimulating her. The tension and anticipation were growing however even I couldn’t resist her and I eventually rested my fingers on her underwear but I was delicate and my fingers skirted over the fabric of her silk underwear. I exerted more pressure as my fingers reached a particularly sensitive area, this caused her to moan, I had reached her clit. I continued to focus on a particularly spot, massaging it in a circular motion, I could hear the moans continue and become louder and more frequent. I was no longer worried about us being caught, it was the lunch hour and the office was practically deserted. Whilst my fingers massaged her clit through the underwear, my other hand found itself under her shirt and she could feel my fingertips rested on the base of her spine in a haptic fashion before slowly travelling upwards until I reached the bra strap. I unfastened her bra with ease, although I could feel my fingers trembling, I was unsure if it was the adrenaline coursing through my veins or if I was nervous. However, it was masked by my experience and expertise and this wasn’t the place or time to begin second doubting myself. I placed my hand on her chest and I could feel her heart was racing and as my fingers ran underneath her underwear, it seemed that her heartbeat had quickened even more however I retracted them once again.
I couldn’t help but smile at how easily I was pleasuring her however rather than making me feel complacent, instead it gave me additional incentive, I opted to quicken what I was doing with my fingers, with this I was sacrificing the gentle approach to be more direct and abrasive. My fingers were no longer just resting on her underwear, I slipped them underneath her underwear once again but this time, there was no turning back. I left the underwear on as an additional precautionary measure in case we were disturbed once more as there were still a few people left in the office. I lingered waiting to hear her inevitable objections, but they didn’t come, quite the opposite as she urged me on. I quickly found my bearings and my finger glided over the surface of her clit fleetingly which I had stimulated so intensively when I had rubbed through the material of her underwear. I would soon return to it however my attention now focused on her lips, I slowly stretched the lips apart with my index and ring finger allowing my middle finger to merely rest on the surface of her sensitive pink flesh which already felt moist under my touch but I opted to not to give her what she wanted and take the plunge, instead I withdrew my hand completely and showed her the moisture on my finger before placing it on my tongue and savouring the taste.
This was driving her insane as she voluntarily took off her underwear, not worrying about the repercussions and she hopped up on my desk in front of me showing her flexibility as her legs wrapped around the back of my neck and caused me to draw closer, I tried to resist the temptation but I couldn’t. It was too enticing and I was now centimetres away from her moist pussy. I was no longer going to tease her, instead I decided to take her by surprise as my tongue lashed against the lips, I could tell feel her pussy pulsating every time my tongue came into contact with it, she pulled her lips apart begging for my tongue to reach deep inside her. She felt as the entirety of my tongue was being used which caused her to shake as adrenaline coursed throughout her body. I was now using the tip of my tongue to be more accurate, direct and penetrative and although this was causing the muscles around my tongue to contract and ache, I didn’t stop as I could see out the corner of my eyes that her knuckles were whitened as she tightened her grip on the end of the desk, but it didn’t prevent her back from beginning to arch. I knew that she wanted more than my just my tongue and I wanted to give her what she wanted.
She was mounted in a natural position on the desk but as I was on the verge of penetrating her, as I held my throbbing cock in my hand: the phone rang. Initially, I ignored it but the phone continued to flash and when I noticed the caller identification, I realised it was my boss who I simply couldn’t ignore. As I answered the phone, she once again allowed her mischievous side to take over as she began to run her fingers up and down the shaft and running her fingertips under the foreskin, playing with the sensitive head once again. It was juicier than earlier as the head was inflated and I could tell that she enjoyed toying with me whilst I was in this difficult situation and she took my hand and began to run it down her body. Thankfully the phone call was brief and stated that myself and the personal assistant who was mounted on my desk needed to attend an emergency board meeting about the budget cuts and ultimately her job. I quickly informed her that we needed to go to this meeting and this caused her to fly into a frenzy as she pulled on all her clothes and tried to look as respectable as we could.
As we were walking out the door, I cheekily spanked her as a gesture for her to run along and she looked back and giggled. I was still erect so I followed her almost using her to cover the blatant bulge in my trousers, we needed to use the elevator to reach the top floor which was the executive offices however before that could happen, I grabbed her wrist and pulled her into the photocopying room. The urge and the fire burning inside me was too much and I mounted her on the photocopying machine, she hadn’t put her underwear back on and this allowed me to roll up her skirt and unfasten her stockings allowing me to spread her legs, in the meantime, she unzipped my trousers and unbuttoned my boxer shorts before carefully pulling my cock out. She laid back and spread her legs as wide as she could before guiding my cock with her fingers until I reached her warm welcoming pussy. I took my time and told her to close her eyes, she did so and this meant that the initial penetration was even more sensual than it usually was, I lingered however, this wasn’t the time to have the moral dilemma. I knew since the start that there was no guarantee that she would maintain her job, but I took advantage anyway. She, however, made the decision for me as she looked back at me and told me that she needed this. As my cock squeezed into the tight hole, I could instantly feel the warmth of the juices trickling down my shaft. She was now doing everything in her power not to scream as people began to return their workstation after lunch however I had now found my rhythm. There was a combination of short deep thrusts and long shallow thrusts, each was welcomed by a moan and the occasional moan specifically of my name. Although I knew that were going to be late, I didn’t stop through, the thrusts, in fact, increased in power and depth as I enjoyed the sight as her breasts bounced with each thrust. She began to squeeze them enticingly, but she was the one to stop as she recognised that if we were both late then we would be both be risking our jobs.
We finally reached the elevator, It was only us two inside and as we began to ascend towards the top of the building but she hit the emergency stop button. My eyes widened and she turned and looked at me, with the mischievous look in our eyes, clearly she felt that we hadn’t finished what we had started and I could see it in her eyes. There wasn’t time to undress again and there was only a limited amount of time before somebody would realise that the lift is out-of-order. There was a rail to hold onto for when the elevator was in service, but we were using for a much naughtier purpose as she held onto the rail, leaned backwards and spread your legs, my hands rested on her ass and I moved them around until I had hold of her hips. I began to roughly spank her as I lifted her skirt, she looked at the wall and I could see her open her mouth to talk but before she could even reply, I pulled down her underwear until they were around her knees and I plunged my still erect penis deep inside her ass, it was an even tighter fit and even just feeling it throbbing inside her was stimulating. Each thrust was now firm and deep she begged to me go harder and faster as we had the freedom of not having to keep the noise down. I did as she wished, grunting as I used all my power in each thrust and each caused her body to reverberate. I gave it everything and I saw her legs buckle underneath her as they almost gave way as she felt my cock hit the same spot over and over until I saw cum began to run down her leg. I slowly withdrew my cock from deep inside of her and in the same motion turned her around and lifted her up demanding that she wrapped her legs around my waist again, this time, however, I used it to find the right angle to mount her and I knew I’d found it, I used the rail as leverage before I rammed my cock deep inside her tight pussy and I felt the moisture and the muscles contract instantly around it, I found the rhythm that I had used earlier, it was a fast smooth motion and this was causing her to be overwhelmed by a mixture of pleasure and adrenaline. Her fingernails were causing deep scratches to formulate on my back, but I enjoyed the pain and persisted. Unlike earlier, I had more time and this allowed me to locate her G-spot causing her back to instantly arch. She couldn’t resist and give in to the temptation as the muscles contracted once again, followed by the juices almost squirting out of her. There were droplets of her juices on the metallic wall of the elevator, the sensation of feeling her orgasm acting like a trigger for my own, it had built up over time and the burning sensation became too much, I finally let out as my cum shot up inside of her and this took her by surprise and caused the loudest moan of them all.
We slowly got dressed and attempted to act nonchalantly. I noticed the button flashing for a while which meant somebody was trying to contact us but I reset the emergency stop button and we headed up to the meeting however when we left the elevator, I realised that I had got carried away and she could barely move without holding onto a rail. As we went into the meeting, I explained that she had tripped up and as we sat next to each other, tucked under the desk, I could feel that she was still dripping wet as we listened to the formalities of the company’s finances and that we needed to make cuts however after the experience I’d just had, I wasn’t letting her leave. She’d managed to persuade me with her initiative and ambition to remain at the company and in return, I fought tooth and nail to ensure that she remained by my side.