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Our Little Secret

author…..LisaSkirts

A gesture of appreciation was suggested as my new boss smiled at me and thanked me for staying late to finish some things up at the office that evening.

I waited patiently for her to finish shuffling through the mound of messy paperwork on her desk. I needed her to review the proposal that I had prepared. She babbled about what she "would be" doing if she didn't have to spend another late night at the office. I smiled contently….and assured her that she would finish soon.

I think allot of her nervousness was simply due to the fact that she was the "New Kid on the Block". She had just been assigned to our department a few weeks prior to this evening. I was unusually happy that she had been chosen to fill my old boss's shoes. She seemed so intelligent….yet silently…….sensual. The way she walked…dressed…..and presented herself to the rest of the world. She was extremely classy, and that was a BIG turn on for me.

That evening she was wearing a white silk blouse….and a cute little pink skirt. In the midst of all of her blabbing, she pulled the barrette from her long, auburn hair. I watched her intensely. I had never seen her with her hair down before. And of course, long hair was an extreme "turn on" fetish of mine.
She grabbed her purse and announced that she was going to step outta the office for a sec…and assured me that she would not be gone long.
When she returned she had unbuttoned her blouse, two or three buttons. Brushed her hair, and fixed her lipstick. And in her "usual" "innocent" soft spoken voice asked me for the proposal that I had completed for her.

I felt myself drifting off into some fantasy about this chick. Somewhere I had never been before.

Sitting herself down in her comfy little leather chair behind her desk….she fidgeted with the buttons on the front of her blouse that she had undone earlier when she had left the room. Her eyes never left the propsal in front of her. Opening her blouse every now and then, appearing to be concentrating on what it was that she was reading. Giving me a glimpse of her perky little breasts that were hiding behind her silk blouse. I could see her nipples harden the more that she brushed her hand across them. I began to wonder if this was "no accident".

She didn't say a word…..so I cleared my throat and asked her if everything was okay so far with the proposal.

Standing up behind her desk, in a rather provocative pose…….she laid the proposal down on her desk and fidgeted a bit with her hair….and had this look on her face that told me she was about to ask me a question that had been on her mind……but was hardly "Work Related"….

Keeping in mind, that she had seen me out at several of the local clubs around town, I anxiously waited to hear what it was that she was about to say.

All in the same motion…she stepped around her desk and left her pretty little pink pumps behind her on the floor.
She sat next to me on the couch in her quaint little office. Looking deeply into my eyes. Leaning towards me without saying a word…daring me to touch her lips.

Startled, I stood up and took a few steps from her, reaching for the proposal that she had tossed onto her desk quite leisurely. I mean really…I barely knew this chick. And for Gawd's sakes…she was my boss. My conscience was telling me to AVOID cutting my own throat. But she was hot. And I was interested.

She leaned forward…….reaching out to touch my leg……and only whispered two words…
"Come here"…

She ran her hand gently up the side of my thigh…..and I could feel the pleasure within me wanting to instinctively respond. I decided at this point, to test the waters.

Leaning over her….I gently kissed her lips. I felt her whole body moan.
I could feel her breathing begin to grow heavy as she finished unbuttoning her blouse.
By this point I still hadn't decided whether or not to trust this chick. And before we went any further, I was gonna ask her how I fit into this evenings work. (duh!)

I knelt before her, and softly caressed her thighs……and in an innocent voice, looked her in the eyes and said..."What is it exactly that you want from me?" Her response was "YOU…"

"It will just be our little secret"

The way she handled herself was proof enough for me that she was not NEW to this kind of "After Hours" work…..nor was she a virgin to having sex with another female. She knew just how to look at me, how to touch me, and what to say and how to say it.
I was game.

By this time….she had opened her legs, in response to me massaging her thighs, and her pantyless clit glistened with wetness.

I think she detected that I was still a slight bit nervous, so she kissed my forehead and stood before me…….looking down, very deeply into my eyes. She proceeded across the room and flipped on her stereo. (Boss's have cushy things like that ya know)

Meeting her halfway across the room….she slid my navy blue mini skirt up to my waist…..caressing my behind…….and deeply forcing her tounge into the back of my throat. (how convenient….I never wear panties which I figured only saved her the trouble of taking them off of me.) The passion that filled the room, the thought of fucking my boss. Turned me on to the point of not turning back.

We both aimlessly pretended to care as we tried to move her paperwork to one side of her desk. In a glance, our attitudes shifted and we began carelessly shoving everything out of the way……..

It appeared that she had done her homework, and had already determined that I was quite Les Femme Domme. As she submissively lifted me to her desk top…….and whispered "How may I service you?"

My thoughts were….."Interesting Twist"

I was hardly settled when I felt her warm tounge searching it's way around my swelling clit. I rested back on my elbows….letting her enjoy my pleasure. I felt myself cum in her mouth…….and she moaned ever so innocently.

She stood and began undressing herself. Smoothly. As I laid there, on her desk, fingering myself very slowly.

I called her to me……..and it was as if she was in tune with every step of what it was that I expected. I fiddled with her hair……stroking it gently…and teasing her by running my fingers up and down her back…….

Holding all of her hair, in one hand….I gently pulled her head back…..and began to kiss her neck. Our breasts were brushing against each other. I teased her just enough to keep her wet. But not letting her cum. She liked it. She wanted me to be the "Boss".

I felt her pull away from me when I slid one of my fingers inside of her…….as if she was afraid that she would not be able to take much more without exploding. Being the selfish bitch that I was, I made her wait. Teasing her pleasurably.

I made her bend over in front of me as I slithered off of the desk top. I began licking her fully exposed, wet, clit…….and teasing her with my tounge….by licking her anus. I watched her pinch her nipples…..preferring the pain. So pain I gave her when I slapped her ass…and told her to put her hands on her knees. I was in the mood to give this chick a work out. After all, she did drag me into all of this unexpectedly. And it was quite a perverted rush to be spanking my boss's ass.

I explored every inch of her vagina……which by now was so swollen….barely allowing two of my fingers to slide in and out of her easily.
Mischievously…without warning…..I walked away from her. And removed my little knit top on the way to her "cushy" leather chair. I ordered her to come to me. And made her stand before me and watch me finger myself. Cumming all over her chair. I remember how good that felt…to see my wetness all over the black leather. All the while wondering how she was going to explain "that one"…..when it dried.

I guided her to her knees…..and placed her hand on my thigh…..and told her "The pleasure is all mine, remember"?

I spread my legs open and she began to lick my inner thighs. This was too much. I felt like I could really take advantage of this whole situation. And it empowered me force her to make me explode into an oblivious orgasm. Power was the factor here. Perverted power.

She looked up at me, from between my legs….her face was wet with my cum……

Leading her with just a motion…to the top of her desk….she positioned herself on all fours in front of me…….as she gently rocked back and forth on my tounge……..begging herself not to orgasm. But thinking about begging me to be so gracious as to let her.
The torture……

I saw her looking back at me, so I began to lick her wetness from my fingers…..as her body sank….and she rested her head on the desk….unable to take much more of this.

Standing behind her…once more I swiftly gave her ass another swat and pushed her bottom down…horizontal with the desk…and turned her over. Her body was quivering. I gently placed her fingers into her own wetness……and began to gently suck on one of her breasts. Asking her if she were "Ready to cum for me".

She whipered "Yes maam"…..looking deeply into my eyes with the same submissive "look" that she had given me earlier that evening.
Spreading her legs…..open widely…….I began to lick her clitoris………just the way she needed me to. And the last thing I remember her whispering before she filled my mouth with her wetness was "May I please?"

In perfect rhythm……I felt my own wetness running down my leg. Ecstasy for both of us.

In exhaustion, she brushed her hair from her face…and I was already pulling my little navy blue mini skirt back down….and looking around the room for the top that I had removed on my way over to her chair. She cleared her thoughts…..and took a deep breath in preparation for what it was that she would say to me next.

On her back………holding one breast cupped in her hand…..in her sweet, innocent, soft spoken voice……SUDDENLY TURNED PROFESSIONAL ……she said to me "The proposal is perfect, thank you again for another job well worth commending." " "You are free to go home now."

For whatever reason, I can honestly say that I was not surprised at her sudden collectiveness.
I left her office with a smile…..

We never talked about it….although we did converse with each other more than usual when we saw each other out at the clubs. And the "occasion" never came around again. Merely just a smile at each other in passing was all that ever reminded us of this evening's events.

She had already assured me that this would always be "Our Little Secret"

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