Laid Off! by Paige Bellami
(Office Erotica)

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Carla is facing the axe and desperate to keep her job when distant corporate overlords decide to downsize and she's low on the company ladder. But how far is she willing to go when the sexy corporate shark calls her in to lay her off? Warning: this 6600-word story includes explicit sex, seduction, erotic romance, and saucy mf sex!


"Miss Brannigan?"

Carla was startled at the sound of Mark Anderson's deep, quiet voice at her shoulder and whirled to find him standing in the doorway to the conference room. She caught a whiff of his cologne and slowly, deeply breathed in its seductive, woodsy scent. "Yes?" she whispered, her eyes wide as she looked up at the boyish lock of hair on his forehead, dying to brush it back. She furtively wiped her suddenly sweaty palms on her skirt and focused on controlling her shaking legs.

He smiled at her and said, "Please step in and have a seat, Miss Brannigan." His eyes looked warmly at her, noticing her loose hair and darting down to check out her cleavage; his smile widened. She knew he remembered how she had looked at her desk earlier and she felt his eyes travelling over her hips and ass, and down her legs, as he held the door and she stepped through. He closed the door behind them and stepped around the table to take a seat while Carla sank into the chair in front of her, her back to the door.

For a moment, he just sat looking at her and she squirmed a little under his scrutiny, wondering if her wet cunt was staining her skirt, or maybe soaking the chair. "Well," he said softly. "Let's see what we have here," sliding a manila folder from the smaller of two piles on the table and opening it in front of him.

Carla carefully slid out of her shoes as he skimmed the file and pulled her chair in as far as she could, thankful that hers was a rolling chair and his was not. Resting her arms on the table for leverage, she slowly extended her leg under the table, knowing how crucial this first move was. With a sigh of relief, she found the edge of the seat between his legs and gently slid her toes along the inside of his thigh until they rested lightly on his crotch.

She heard his breath catch as he froze and she watched to see what he would do. Carla suppressed a laugh at the feeling of relief and elation that swept through her. There was no turning back now and no room for regrets!

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Published September 30, 2012 by Paige Bellami. 17 pages
Genres: Erotica, Literature & Fiction. Fiction

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