Alone at Work
Copyright© 2025 by DirtyNerdyChick
Chapter 22
Erotica Sex Story: Chapter 22 - Mariah, a 19-year-old female office worker, is raped at work by an older married male. She doesn't report it, rather, something inside her grows and festers until she discovers that she likes rough/forced sex. Calling herself a slut, she gets taken by Richard again and again, even when she starts dating Jon. She needs Richard's abuse. Does she break away in the end and have a life with Jon? Go check out the Bookapy page for 15 reader's comments!
Caution: This Erotica Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa Ma/ft Consensual NonConsensual Rape Reluctant Heterosexual Fiction True Story Workplace Humiliation Rough Anal Sex Analingus Cream Pie Exhibitionism Masturbation Oral Sex Voyeurism
Later that night I was working with Richard and Steve, and I was dead tired. I’d fallen asleep a few times at my desk and both guys were making comments about my new guy “keeping me awake”. I laughed it off and got up to get some coffee from the break room and was followed by Richard. As I poured myself a cup Richard came up close behind me and pinned me between the counter and his body.
“Have your fun with this guy,” he whispered in my ear as he wrapped his arms around my body and squeezed my tits roughly. “But don’t forget you belong to me, slut.”
He slid his hand down my body and opened my jeans his hand slid into my panties and he easily found my clit. I was already worked up from the make-out session with Jon that I couldn’t help but moan as soon as Richard’s fingers brushed my clit.
“So ready for me already,” he whispered in my ear. “You can’t help it can you slut?”
I could only whimper in response as Richard circled his fingers against my clit. Suddenly he pulled his hand away when the sound of movement from the hall alerted him. Richard let me go and quickly moved to the opposite side of the counter just as Steve walked in.
I fumbled with the button on my jeans and got it closed without Steve noticing then with shaking hands, I poured my coffee and went back to my desk. Richard and Steve continued messing with me the rest of the night, but I made sure not to give Richard another opportunity to get me alone again.
The rest of the week crawled by but, Friday had finally arrived. I was talking with my friend Cheryl from the day shift who had shown up a bit early. We were talking about our plans for the weekend. She asked me about Jon and what movie we were planning to see and if we’d even be watching the movie at all.
I told her we were planning to see Dead Man’s Chest at 8 and that I love the Pirates of the Caribbean series, so I was definitely planning on actually watching the film. We both laughed and I packed up and headed home to get some rest before my date.
When I got home, I stripped down to just my panties and got into bed, but I found I wasn’t very sleepy, so I decided to put on the first Pirates film to catch up before watching the new one. I was laying in bed on my stomach facing the tv at the foot of my bed.
I had a pillow under my belly and another between my knees with my comforter bunched up in front of me for added support. It might have looked a bit awkward, but it was comfortable. At some point during the movie, I must have started to zone out. I remember watching the intro and up to the point where Elizabeth is kidnapped, and Captain Barbosa is talking to her.