Office intrigue.

Office moments are quite routine in their general manifestations, and one workday I even had to stay late at the boss's request to finish a report. Overall, it wasn't so bad, because the boss himself volunteered to go through the papers and finish the documents with me. He came to my office, where I had already been staring at the monitor for a solid hour, checking if everything was correct. When the office was completely empty, we sat together, cross-referencing paper documents with the computer ones.

— Want some coffee?" the boss offered.

— That would be nice. Thank you.

While the coffee was being prepared by my boss's hands, I read the printed text aloud. Then we moved

to his office to retrieve other reports for the final summary. Time flew by instantly, minute by minute, hour by hour. It had already grown dark outside. My eyes were drying out from the monotony of computer work, and I rubbed them lightly with my hand.

— I fixed one thing here. I think everything will match up now.

— Tired?

— Just a tiny bit. And you?

— No. I'm full of strength and energy.

He walked around the desk and sat on it next to me.

— I have a proposal," he suddenly uttered.

— And what kind?

— I'll finish all the reports myself, and let you go home to rest.

— Hah... And how am I to understand that?

— As a kind gesture on my part.

— Okay, stop. There's a 'but'. What do I have to do for this?

— I've always been amazed by your quick wit. Clever girl.

— I'm listening," I said, waiting for his answer with an inspired smile on my face.

— Show me your underwear," he said demandingly in a lower tone.

— And how am I to understand that?" I asked, already tense, abruptly suppressing my smile.

— As a good offer. I noticed you yesterday in the lingerie store. You probably bought something beautiful. No, I'm not following you, I saw you by chance through the shop window when I was passing by. And I'm more than sure you're wearing it right now. Show me," he tapped his fingers on the desk in anticipation.

Truth be told, I had long noticed his gaze on me, his interest in me, but I didn't expect him to go further. Although, I had always been insanely attracted to him too. I decided to react decisively; it even amused me. Well, I decided to put on a show, since the handsome boss ordered it. I smiled slightly, stepped away from the desk to give him a good view. I was wearing a dress in a jacket style, knee-length, which buttoned up completely in the front. I fixed my gaze on the boss's look and began slowly unbuttoning button after button, then opened the dress, giving him the opportunity to admire me. Under the dress, I was wearing a black lace bodysuit. The boss's scorching gaze slowly traveled up and down me, and a slight, sly smirk was on his face. Then I slightly raised my hand and began folding all five fingers one by one, as if giving a five-second countdown. He bit his lip and raised his gaze to my eyes, and I sharply closed the dress, buttoned it up. Then I took my purse and headed towards the exit, stopping in the doorway of the office.

— And, by the way, about the underwear. You were mistaken, it wasn't what I bought yesterday. Have a good evening.

I left the office and, while riding in a taxi, soaked in the impression. Replaying the scene of what happened in my head, I smiled. I wonder how he is now... What he's thinking... And if he's even working on the report at all...

The next morning I came to work and on my desk was a stack of completed reports from the boss and a cup of hot coffee. I smiled.

— See, I kept my promise," the boss said smugly, entering my office.

— Yes, I see. Thanks for the coffee.

— You're welcome. You're in trousers today.

— Yes. Decided yesterday's was enough. It's for productivity purposes.

— Even so... Hmm... As you say.

He left, and I occupied myself with work for the rest of the day.

— Need a ride?" the boss asked by the building at the end of the workday.

— Okay, thank you.

— I should go," I wanted to get out.

— Wait. I can't sleep peacefully now.

— Why not?

— I'm very interested in your new underwear.

— It's red. Now just use your imagination.

— Even more intrigued.

— I'm going. See you tomorrow.

I got out of the car and walked slowly to the entrance, he watched me with his gaze.

Work the next day passed calmly, by evening the employees had left the office, and I headed to the boss's office. Knocked. Silence. Entered. No one there. Probably already left. I walked to his desk and sat in the leather chair. Turned my back and leaned my head back.

— Comfortable?" the boss's voice suddenly startled me.

I quickly got up from the chair and came out from behind the desk.

— Sorry. I thought you had left.

— No, just like you. Decided to work a bit longer?

— Not exactly. I was about to leave. Came to say goodbye.

— Sit back down. It suits you.

— Really? Okay.

I sat back down in the chair at the desk, and the boss sat on a chair on the other side. There was an awkward silence, we were quiet, only occasionally glancing at each other.

— Do you have something to show me?" he broke the silence.

I just nodded silently and slowly began unbuttoning the buttons of my blouse while sitting in the chair. The opened blouse presented a view of a thin red lace bra. The boss sat back in his chair, leaning on the backrest, and watched with pleasure. Then I walked around the desk and stood next to him. I took off the blouse completely and threw it at the boss; he took it in his hands and held it to his nose, inhaling its scent. I continued slowly unzipping the skirt at the back, took it off; there were matching panties underneath. I was left in front of the boss in just underwear and shoes. He sat motionless, examining me.

— Can I touch?

— Yes, you can.

He took me by the hand and pulled me closer. His hands moved over my hips to my waist, then to my chest, and he brought his hands behind my back, moving them down from there to my butt.

— You are fabulously beautiful.

I just smiled. He stood up from the chair, tucked my hair behind my ear, and kissed my neck, causing me to tilt my head to the side. His kisses trailed from my face to my lips. He kissed me so passionately and tenderly at the same time that it took my breath away. I stroked his hair, then quickly took off his polo shirt, began running my hands over his firm torso. He turned me around with my back to him and laid me on the desk on my chest. He greedily cupped my buttocks with his palms and bit them with his teeth until it was a sweet pain. Then he turned me over and laid me on my back on the desk, now exploring my chest over the bra with his hands. Through the thin fabric, he found my aroused nipples and gently twisted them with his fingers. His hot lips burned my stomach and pubic area over the panties. I was already completely in his power, ready to give myself to him completely and without reserve. But I wanted to taste his body too. I stopped him, got off the desk, and sat him on the desk. I ran my tongue over his ear and neck, then descended to his chest and torso. Oh, he was still in jeans, not good. I looked into his eyes and shook my head. I crouched down, unzipped his jeans, and pulled them to the floor. The boss took off his shoes and jeans, tossing them aside. The most interesting part was already noticeably protruding from under his briefs. I stood up to my full height, pressed my body against his, and felt his organ through the fabric with my hand. Meanwhile, he kissed and nibbled my neck. My hand slipped under the briefs, grasped his engorged cock, and massaged it. His breathing quickened, his body tensed. He grabbed my hair with his hand, greedily kissed my lips, biting them. His patience was coming to an end, and he quickly turned me around, bent me over the desk, and entered me, moving the panties aside. From the feeling of his juicy cock being completely inside me, I moaned and clenched my teeth. His movements were measured, unhurried; he savored the sensations and gently stroked my back, kissed my neck. After about ten minutes, we changed positions; I was lying on my back on the desk with the upper half of my body, and he held my buttocks in the air, throwing my legs over his shoulders, and slowly continued to enter me. With his hand, he explored my chest, stroked my stomach, then caressed my clitoris with his fingers. This was unreal pleasure; I melted in his hands. I wanted to completely dissolve. Our moans echoed throughout the office. After using the desk, we moved to the leather sofa; there I took the initiative and assumed the top position. The boss lay beneath me and firmly grasped my buttocks with both hands, and I rode him and wriggled on his cock. Suddenly he stopped me, almost coming.

— You are amazing. I'm in awe of you.

— And I of you. You know what I want?

— What?

— For you to come.

And he thrust into me quickly from below. The slapping of our bodies mixed with loud cries of pleasure. But I stopped him.

— No. Not like that.

— How then, sweetie?

— I want to do it with my mouth.

— Then let's both do it. Sit on my face.

I turned around so that my pussy was over his face, and his cock was by my mouth. He was the first to touch my wet pussy with his tongue, licked my clitoris and hole, began licking and kissing more intensely. I filled my mouth with the head of his cock. Mmm... Unbelievably tasty, sweet. I sucked on it, licked the entire shaft, then completely took it into my mouth, caressing his balls with my hands. Again and again, quickly and greedily, drool dripped onto his balls, I moaned with my mouth full. And he licked so sweetly, I was simply delighted. I moved my hips over his face and pressed my pussy tighter. I couldn't deny myself the pleasure of coming. I began sucking more actively and wriggling on his tongue. I came and moaned with the cock in my mouth, which turned him on even more, and he pressed my head completely, thrusting his cock to the base, which began shooting cum deep into my throat. I swallowed everything and gently licked the head. After everything, we sat naked on the sofa in a silent embrace. Then we got up and got dressed. He drove me home and kissed me, wishing me good night.

After what happened, we started staying late at work more often, because it's so useful and pleasant...