Erotic Story: Sex with the boss
Erotic story

Erotic Story: Sex with the boss

By Yentl, 22.12.2022

Today is his first day on the job. He’s worked hard for it. So I am more than proud that he managed to land the position of manager, including his own office. To celebrate his first workday, he wants to have lunch together and as his proud girlfriend, naturally, I won’t say no to that. 

I slightly speed up my steps walking through the long corridors of the office building. Around me, some of his colleagues greet me. Although Kevin is only the big boss as of today, he has worked here for close to six year already. Long enough for me to recognize a few of his colleagues and greet them with a smile. 

When I finally arrive at his office door, I knock softly at first. And then I slowly enter. 

He’s sitting behind his desk with a big smile. He looks smart, handsome in that tight-fitting suit of his, his hair sculpted and the scent of his perfume subtly filling the office. As if he’s been doing this for years, he sits confidently in his chair.

‘Hey baby.’ 

A row of even, white teeth becomes visible and he has a little twinkle in his eyes. 

‘Hi, this looks good on you!’ 

With exaggeration, I walk through his office, pretending to examine every aspect closely as I walk up to him. 

Lovingly I press a kiss on his mouth and wrap my arms around his neck. 

‘And? How does it feel?’ I ask curiously. 

‘This feels really nice.’ He answers as he teasingly squeezes my buttocks. 

A burst of electricity unexpectedly shoots through my body. 

‘Behave yourself.’ I quip as I lightly slap his upper arm. 

‘Well, the great thing is,’ he starts with a laugh, ‘I am the boss here.’ 

His eyes are fixed on mine, letting me know that he means business. 

Instantly, I feel excitement take over. Mixed with the naughty thrill this whole scene evokes, you’ll get that my breath has gone up a notch. 

I am still standing before him and allow his hand to softly slide along my thigh. It feels warm through my tights. Completely ignoring the bottom of my dress, his hand disappears under it, moving upward. 

‘Why are you so delicious?’ 

He poses the question keeping his eyes fixed on me. 

Slowly, I take a step back, until my butt touches the edge of his desk. His touch is gone now and he’s standing before me with a naughty look on his face. 

It’s the whole atmosphere that turns me on. I gently bite my lower lip and then it happens. 

One big step is enough for him to press his body against mine. He takes my face into his hands and starts kissing me fiercely. Our hands wander in all directions, effortlessly sliding over each other’s excited bodies. Oh my, the heat. 

My hands tug at his shirt and then disappear under it. They move up along his back. I leave a sensitive trail with my nails. 

‘You are so hot,’ he groans in my mouth. 

Exactly the words I was aiming for. 

His hands disappear under my dress. They take hold of the top of my tights and then pull them down excruciatingly slowly. I hold my breath for a moment, the air is sizzling with tension. I watch how he lowers himself without losing eye contact. 

He rolls my tights down completely, takes off my heels and slips the tights off my feet. 

He looks up with mischief. I brush a strand of hair out of his face. 

He presses his tongue against the inside of my calf and runs it down my leg as he rises back up. Only when he reaches my groin, does he let go. 

In one smooth movement, he lifts me onto his desk. 

‘Let me look at you.’ 

His voice sounds controlled, but still urgent. As you would expect from a boss. 

This role suits him well and he knows it too. 

Excited by his request, I let my legs fall apart slightly.

’Yes, and lift that piece of fabric.’

He means my dress. I place my hands on my waist and, little by little, pull the fabric. Just until a small part of my thong is showing. 

‘Hmmm,’ he moans softly, ‘look what you’re doing.’ 

Playfully he looks down to where his pants are clearly showing the outline of his boner. Teasingly, he moves it back and forth and I laugh excitedly. 

‘This is totally uncalled for on your first day,’ I protest. 

‘I’m not going to do that much, but you are. ‘ 

I look at him in surprise. 

‘Touch yourself baby, do it for me.’ 

Heated by his request, I look around and then rest my eyes on him. 

‘Listen to the boss.’ 

Ooh… there comes that terribly seductive smile that I can never resist, and I obey him. 

Under my fingertips, I can feel my warm skin almost screaming with desire. 

I place my fingers on my thong, against my heat, and rub just hard enough to release that really good feeling. 

Kevin growls softly and keeps looking at me. His look makes me horny and I do my best to keep control of my breathing. This is hot, I’m hot and it feels no different underneath my fingers. 

‘Now without the thong.’ 

‘Kev, I can’t. What if someone comes in?’ 

Even before finishing my sentence, he stands up. He walks towards the door, locks it and returns, charmingly taking his place again. 

‘No one will come in. Take off your thong sweetie.’ 

His fingertip slides up my leg, passes my knee and eventually reaches my thong. 

‘Fuck it,’ I sigh loudly. 

In no time he pulls my thong off me and puts it in his pocket. 

‘I’m saving that for later.’ 

‘Play with yourself.’ 

His voice sounds excited, almost moaning. He wants to see me and I find myself only too happy to put on a show for him. 

I pull up my knees and place my feet on the edge of the desk. Without a doubt he now has an excellent view of all my exposed horniness. Smoothly, I run two fingers through my moist pussy. I moan softly, in a way that I know he always likes and then slide them in. I’m so excited they’re almost sucked in. 

‘Fuck, you’re so horny.’ 

I nod briefly in confirmation. Then I pull my fingers back and bring them to my mouth to lick them off with commitment. 

‘Hmmm,’ I moan. 


‘Jesus baby,’ Kevin sighs and he sits down in his desk chair. 

He slides over to the desk, places one of my legs over his shoulders and looks at me. 

‘Today, I’ll eat you for lunch.’ 

With one hand he pushes against my waist until I’m completely reclined. Then he grabs my legs and presses his tongue warmly and firmly against my clit. 

I do my best not to cry out, I’d only do that if the new boss asked me to.

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