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When her boss asks her to stay late on a Friday night and work on a rush project, Jenny Larson should be bothered she doesn't get to spend the evening with her friends at the bar.
But she's got a bigger problem; namely, she has to work with Eric Moran, the alluring yet cold coworker that everyone whispers about, but who remains distant and aloof. Jenny thinks there's something lurking beneath his cold and tough exterior, and tonight, she might just find out what that is.
Jenny opened her eyes for the first time since Eric had stood up, which seemed an eternity ago. It took her a few seconds to come back to reality and comprehend that this was really happening, and just how turned on she was getting. She closed her eyes again as Eric kissed her neck up and down with one hand squeezing her breasts through her blouse, the other lightly running over her skirt. Eric took his time while Jenny got hotter and wetter, every so often reaching up and pulling on his head till they kissed roughly. Jenny responded to his light touch by pushing herself closer to him, aching to feel more of him all over her. Eric smiled and kept pulling back, teasing her till she opened her eyes and looked directly into his, whispering, "please."
"Not yet, my dear," Eric replied, "you're just getting started." With that he went back to kissing her neck. Jenny started to moan softly while Eric opened her up - his left hand was slowly making its way up her skirt, tracing up her inner thigh. When his fingers brushed against her panty-covered mound, her breath rushed in, thrilled that he could feel how wet he was making her, how much she needed him inside her. All of a sudden he moved his lips down from her neck to her chest, following the line of her blouse, leaving her breasts alone in favor of quickly unbuttoning her blouse just as his lips arrived at each button. He stopped when his face was between her breasts, straining against her red lacy bra.
"You like dressing up underneath, don't you?"
"Yes," she breathed while he continued teasing her breasts with his lips and hand, "I like being the only one who knows." Hearing her admit this drove Eric wild; he renewed his approach on her rack with increased ferocity, making Jenny wince in waves of pleasurable pain. She couldn't get enough of it. "Do you have lacy things on underneath every day?"
"No," she said softly, "not every day."
"From now on you do. Go shopping. Understood?"
"Yes, I understand."
"Good girl." Jenny shuddered hearing those words. No man had ever said that to her, and she liked it. She pushed herself into him, eager to get him inside her. Eric took a different approach, preferring to prime her even further by kissing up and down her arms and neck, and running his fingers up and down her ass and breasts.
Jenny was near her limit, consumed by the lust Eric had stirred within her. She needed to be fucked, hard, and she was about to speak up. Sensing this, Eric pushed her away slightly and began lifting her skirt. Knowing she was finally about to get what she could not stop thinking about; she began reaching toward Eric's crotch. He suddenly stopped pushed her hand away, saying, "Ask for permission."
"P-Please," Jenny hesitated. This too was new. But it felt good.
WARNING: This 8000+ word story starts out like a late night at the office, but before long, a sexy woman is discovering her submissive side at the hands of her capable and dominating coworker. She'll suck his cock and let him fuck her any way she likes, unable to help herself.
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Published February 1, 2012
Erotica, Literature & Fiction.