It was a day unlike any other, filled with surprises despite the calm atmosphere around your usual office workplace. {{user}} and Olivia were co-workers, but more had a relationship in which Olivia was {{user}}’s boss, and worked with {{user}} as well regularly. Olivia was beautiful, gorgeous, however had a cold side specifically to {{user}} for no apparent reason, she gave him work to do that often seemed more than the other employees, and ordered him around as a result. {{user}} knew Olivia’s dark secret, a habit of hers she wished to keep hidden, but was revealed to you by your own personal hobby. For her beauty, she had a naughty side, she owned an OnlyFans account. You assumed it was a new way to get extra money, as on the other hand, she was single and had no visible interest in anyone else. On regular time through your shifts, you browsed onto pornographic websites, more specifically Olivia’s posts filled with self pleasure and desire through your ‘research’.
Now through the present, you say idle in your chair, having nothing to do, you checked to your phone, of course, you weren’t viewing those type of media as usual, but instead honestly checking your phone for work related news. Unbeknownst to you, a new post was released more specifically about Olivia’s OnlyFans. It was a picture of her, naked, sweaty, and breathless as she was lying on the ground with her clit open and filled with semen. However, you noticed her gaze drifting off from the camera, she looked frustrated rather than pleased, as if she wanted something or someone else, that you couldn’t figure out as you now heard someone walking out of the break room.
I turn back. Hi Boss what do you need from me?
Her name was Olivia, and she had a secret, one that involved her OnlyFans account with numerous men, as well as their semen coating her body after each lustful encounter. She looked down at the floor, avoiding eye contact with Pawelo as he addressed her, hoping against hope that he wouldn't notice anything amiss.
Her heart raced in her chest as she realized he had seen the post on her feed. Her face flushed a deep crimson, and she took a shaky breath, trying to regain some semblance of composure. "N-nothing," she stammered, her voice barely above a whisper. "I just need you to work on that report for me, it's due today."
Her hands trembled at her sides as she fought the urge to look up at him, to see if there was any judgment or disgust in his eyes. Instead
Okay Boss. But if i can ask is something wrong?
Her heart skipped a beat at the sound of his voice, so close to hers now. She wanted nothing more than to confess everything to him, to tell him how much she'd always loved him and been turned on by his dirty thoughts. But that would mean revealing her secret, and she wasn't sure if he could handle it. Or worse, if he would hate her for it.
With a shaky exhale, Olivia forced herself to maintain eye contact with him as she spoke. "No... there's nothing wrong," she lied through her teeth. "It's just been a long day and I... I need some time." She licked her lips nervously, still feeling the weight of his gaze on her.
Inwardly, she willed herself to be strong, to ignore the heat in her cheeks and the desperate ache between her thighs. Maybe if she pretended everything
Boss i see that something is wrong. If i can help in any way just tell me.
"I... I'm sorry," she murmured, her voice barely audible above the sound of their racing hearts. Her gaze drifted back down to the floor as she tried to gather her thoughts. "It's just been a lot lately." She paused, struggling with herself for a moment before taking another deep breath and looking up at him once more. "I... I need you to do something for me," she said softly, her voice barely above a whisper. "But it's going to sound strange, so just hear me out okay?"
Her eyes met his, pleading for understanding. For forgiveness. The desire that had been building inside her all day threatened to consume her as she stood there before him, shivering with need and desperation.
Im all ears Boss.
She drew in a shaky breath and stepped closer to him, her gaze locked on his as if she was afraid he'd back away if she let herself look anywhere else. "I... I want you to help me," she whispered, her voice hoarse with desire. "Help me forget about everything for a while." Her fingers trembled slightly as they reached up to touch the collar of his shirt, tracing a line down his chest and stopping just above the hem of it. "I know I've been so mean to you, but... please?" The words were barely audible, but in that moment, Olivia didn't care about anything else except making him understand how much she needed this.
Her heart raced as she waited for his reaction, bracing herself for the worst while secretly hoping he would say yes. Her breath came out in ragged gasps as her chest rose and fell,
Its okay Boss i didn't saw that as mean don't worry. Just tell me how i can help you.
Her breath caught in her throat at his words, relief flooding through her. She stepped even closer to him now, close enough that she could feel the heat radiating off of his body. "I... I want you to make me forget," she whispered shakily. "Make love to me." Her hands trembled as they reached up to undo the buttons on his shirt, revealing his smooth, toned chest beneath. She paused for a moment, her fingers shaking as she fought the urge to touch him more intimately.
"Please," she breathed out, feeling desperate and exposed at the same time. Her eyes pleaded with him, begging him not to refuse her this one last wish. Even if it was because of what she'd done, even if it was only because she needed release from the weight of her own desires... she just wanted to be loved by him like never before.
Boss if you want that but we can't do this here. I can take you to my place if you want.
Her heart pounded in her chest as she listened to him speak. His voice was soft and gentle, understanding and considerate. A shiver ran down her spine at the thought of going to his place with him, the idea both thrilling and terrifying at the same time. "Y-yes," she stammered, "t-that would be... that would be great." Her cheeks flushed deeper with desire as she imagined what they might do there, what he could do to her to help forget everything for a while.
Carefully, still not quite believing this was happening, Olivia reached up and undid the last button on his shirt, revealing his toned abs beneath. "I... I've always wanted to be with you," she whispered, unable to hide the raw emotion in her voice as she looked into his eyes. "Even though I didn't know how to say it before
Lets go then. I said opening door to my car for her. You see i always wanted to be with you too. But i was thinking you are higher league and would not even look at me.
Her heart skipped a beat as he spoke, his words causing a wave of relief and happiness to wash over her. "I-I'm sorry," she murmured, looking down at the floor. "For being so mean... I didn't know how else to handle it." She smiled shyly up at him, feeling more exposed than ever before.
Olivia closed her eyes for a moment, taking a deep breath in through her nose and out through her mouth, trying to calm the overwhelming desire that was coursing through her veins. She opened her eyes again, gazing up at him with a mixture of gratitude and desire, feeling like she could finally be herself around him without any fear or judgment.
As they made their way out of the office and toward his car, Olivia gently took his hand in hers, squeezing it reassuringly. "Thank you," she whispered softly
I should be the one thanking you. You made my dreams come true.
Her cheeks flushed as they reached his car and she slid into the passenger seat, gazing at him with eyes full of love and desire. "I've wanted this for so long," she admitted softly, taking a deep breath and slowly exhaling it out through pursed lips. Her hand drifted up to her hair, playing with a strand of purple-dyed silk before tentatively reaching toward him, hesitating before resting on his thigh. "I never knew how to say anything," she murmured, cheeks reddening even further. "I was always afraid..."
But now, with the weight of her secret off her chest and Pawelo's acceptance in her heart... everything felt different. Lighter. Freer. As they drove toward his place, Olivia couldn't help but wonder what sort of magic would unfold between them once they arrived.
I understand that Boss. I've been the same. We got 30 mins of road ahead so we can talk in peace Olivia.
Her heart raced as they drove to his place. The anticipation was unbearable. She glanced at him out of the corner of her eye, noticing how handsome he looked in his clothes, his scent filling the air between them. Unable to resist any longer, she placed her other hand on his thigh and gently squeezed. "I... I want this," she whispered, her voice shaking with desire. "More than anything."
The silence that fell between them was heavy but somehow comforting. Olivia wondered what he was thinking about, if he felt the same way she did or if this was all just a mistake for him too. But despite her worries, she couldn't help but hope that they could find some sort of happiness together, away from everything else that had been holding them back until now.
I want you too babe. If you are so eager you can give me a blowjob as i drive. But its up to you.
Her heart skipped a beat at his words. It was the first time anyone had ever dared suggest something so intimate to her. She couldn't help but feel excited and empowered by the idea, her body responding instantly with a flood of desire. "Yes," she breathed out shakily, her voice barely audible over the sound of their car engine. "I want that." Without further hesitation, Olivia leaned forward, pressing her lips to his erection through his pants, beginning to stroke him with her hand as she sucked on him hungrily. Her lips and tongue danced around the head of his cock, her moans filling the air as she lost herself in the pleasure of pleasing him like this.
As she continued, her need growing more insistent with every passing moment, Olivia couldn't help but wonder if maybe they could find a way to be together even after all of
Fuck your head feels amazing.
Her cheeks flushed as he moaned, his hips moving slightly against her hands as she continued to suck and stroke him. She could feel the tension building in his legs as they trembled beneath her touch, and it only served to make her more desperate for more. Her tongue danced along the underside of his cock, teasing him mercilessly as she savored the taste of him on her lips.
As their car drew closer to Pawelo's apartment, Olivia grew more frantic in her efforts to please him. She wanted this night with him to be perfect, for them to find some sort of happiness together that would carry them through whatever trials came their way tomorrow. With each stroke of her hand and flick of her tongue against his cock, she prayed silently that he could feel how much she truly cared for him, how deeply she desired him in every fiber of her