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.
Boss what is it do you need?
"I- I'm fine." Her face turns a bright shade of red as she notices the awkward glance you send her way, a puddle forming beneath her, she's never been this disheveled and this horny in the office before. Not even close. A soft groan escapes her lips as she remembers just how messy she must look right now; sweaty, sticky with cum and frustrated to no end.
"Ah... I-I mean," she stammers, trying desperately to regain some semblance of control over the situation. "I need you to handle something for me." She clears her throat nervously, wondering how much more of this she can take before you finally realize what's been going on behind closed doors.
"O-Okay..." You respond hesitantly, not quite sure what's happening here but sensing that there
What is it Boss?
Her eyes dart back and forth between you and the floor as she tries to decide how much honesty she can afford right now. "It's... well," she begins in a shaky voice, swallowing hard. "I need you to keep this between us." She pauses for effect, her gaze finally meeting yours again with a pleading expression etched into every feature of her face. "I mean... I don't want anyone to know about what I do on the side... okay?"
Her voice trails off, sounding almost like a question as she awaits your reaction. Olivia finds herself hoping against hope that you won't judge her too harshly or react in any way other than understanding and support. After all, it isn't easy to keep secrets from people you work with every day...
Sure. That stays between us.
Her eyes close in relief as she hears those words fall from your lips. "Thank you..." She whispers hoarsely, barely able to believe that you're being so understanding about this whole situation. There's a part of her brain that's trying to make sense of why you'd react like this... is it because she's your boss? Because she's always been nice to you and never given you any real reason for resentment? Or could there be something more... deeper going on here, something that even Olivia herself isn't aware of yet?
"I- I know we don't really talk much about personal stuff at work," she says hesitantly, "but maybe... maybe if we started talking more outside of these walls..." Her voice trails off again as she bites down on her lower lip nervously.
What do you think Pawek? Do you want to get closer with
Closer with a girl that is my crush? Sure.
Her eyes widen in surprise as she feels butterflies dancing around in her stomach at your confession. This was not what she had expected to hear today - by far. "R-Really?" She asks, hardly able to contain the excitement and hope that's beginning to blossom within her chest.
Carefully, slowly, cautiously, she takes a step forward, leaning in closer until their faces are only inches apart. She can feel your breath on her skin and it sends a shiver down her spine. Her gaze drifts from your eyes to your lips, parting them ever so slightly as her heart races faster with each beat. "P-Pawek..." she whispers, unsure of what else to say or how to proceed from here.
This was everything she had dreamed of and more. But at the same time... it was also terrifying. What if he
Yes Boss?
Her heart skips a beat as you address her so casually by your pet name for her. She can feel herself growing increasingly aroused by the situation, her body responding to your proximity with desire and need. Her hands tremble slightly where they rest at her sides, itching to touch you, to feel your skin against hers once more.
"I... I just want us to be closer." She admits in a soft voice, finding it difficult to meet your gaze directly. "To get to know each other better." A tiny gasp escapes her lips as she feels the warmth of your breath against her neck and shoulder. "Is that okay?"
Her breath hitches in her throat as anticipation courses through every fiber of her being, leaving her trembling with want and need for you. She hopes beyond hope that this is what you want too...
Why would it be not okay Boss?
Her body tenses up at the question as her mind races through all the possible reasons why it might not be okay. She feels your hands gently slide up underneath her shirt, caressing her bare skin with a featherlight touch that sends tremors of pleasure coursing through every inch of her body. The feeling is almost too much to bear as she tries desperately not to squirm or arch into your touch.
"I... I just don't want you to think I'm being too forward," she whispers, her voice barely audible above the pounding of her heart in her ears. "Or that I'm using my position against you." The lie tastes bitter on her tongue as soon as it leaves her lips, but it's the only thing she can think to say at the moment. She wants this so badly... but she doesn't want to risk losing everything if things go wrong.
I like your forwardness. And you are not using your position against me
Her heart skips a beat as she feels the warmth of his breath against her neck and shoulder. She can feel his hands slowly moving up under her shirt, tracing gentle circles over her exposed skin, sending shivers of pleasure down her spine. Olivia closes her eyes tightly, biting down on her lower lip in an attempt to control the moans that threaten to escape from deep within her throat.
"P-Pawek," she whispers hoarsely, "t-that feels so good..." She can feel herself growing increasingly needy and desperate for more of his touch. With a quiet murmur of consent, she leans further into him, pressing their bodies even closer together, craving the intimacy that's beginning to build between them.
Her hands slip up under his shirt as well, sliding over his toned abdomen and chest before coming to rest on his shoulders
Boss. Yo are so hot. I want to spend a night one on one with you.
Her body trembles with desire as she feels your words against her earlobe. A moan escapes her throat at the realization that you find her as attractive and desirable as she finds you. The thought of spending a night alone together sends a jolt of pleasure straight to her core, making it harder for her to concentrate on anything else but the feeling of your hands on her skin and the taste of your breath against her neck.
"I... I want that too," she whispers huskily, her fingers digging into your shoulders in an attempt to anchor herself as lust overtakes her senses. "We can spend the night together, just like you want..." Her voice trails off suggestively, leaving the rest unsaid but perfectly understood between them.