Seducing the Boss
Copyright© 2018 by MsFoxxx
Chapter 3: The Confession
Fiction Sex Story: Chapter 3: The Confession - This is a story about Jessie, a shy girl, who fantasizes about her boss,Daniel. If you're looking for a stroke story, this isn't it. Much sex, but much more "realistic" romance ;)
Caution: This Fiction Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa Consensual Romantic Lesbian Heterosexual Fiction Workplace FemaleDom Humiliation Anal Sex Masturbation Oral Sex Petting Water Sports Slow
That bitch keeps smirking at me.
It’s been a week since my little ‘episode’ with Carla, and she keeps popping into my office, unannounced.
‘I told him, you know.’ I stop typing up the minutes to this morning’s meeting.
Suddenly, I can’t fucking breathe.
‘I told him I heard you masturbating in the bathroom and that I heard you moan his name... ‘ I want to wipe her fucking smirk off her overly made up face.
I dare not say a word.
‘He didn’t even react. It’s like I never said anything.’ She’s enjoying this. I want to die. I consider walking out of the office and never returning. That would be incredibly stupid though. I’d get a DNC on my work placement. Goodbye studies. Goodbye salary. Goodbye life.
‘When?’ ‘When what?’ She’s enjoying this.
‘Oh! I told him on Monday. Just after I popped in.’ Monday? Today’s Thursday. He never said anything. It’s been business as usual. She’s fucking lying. I know it. I start breathing again.
Later, Daniel calls me into his office. I grab my notepad and my diary, just in case. I’m assuming he needs a meeting scheduled or something similar.
“Some things have been brought to my attention...”
He looks uncomfortable. Oh my God. He DOES know.
“I’m not going to tell you what’s been said ... but just be careful out there. Some of these ladies are vicious.”
He doesn’t believe the story!!!! I want to scream. And shout. And thank every single saint, angel and lucky star I have.
“Ok, Mr D. I’ll watch my back.” I smile. And turn to go.
“Jessie, wait...”
“Yes sir?”
“I’ve overestimated myself. I need to redo some figures because they’re not making sense. Do you want to stay about half hour later today? I’m so Sorry I know it’s short notice, but these figures need to be submitted by 10am tomorrow.”
“No worries, Mr D. I’m all yours...”
He turns red. Shit. I didn’t mean it like that.
“I mean ... yes, let me just call my mom. She freaks out a little if she doesn’t know where I am.”
“You can use my phone.”
I go over to his side of the desk and stand directly in front of him. I’m bent slightly over to move away from him ... except now my ass is practically in his face.
He stands up. We realise at the same time, that if he’s going to move, he’s going to end up rubbing up against me.
We’re both just too damn polite.
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