I was working in my office late. It was 6:30pm. Everyone left half an hour ago. I had some works left. After about 30 mins I finished.
I got up and grabbed my purse and closed my computer. I rushed down the hall and at the point everything was dark.
I didn't know it was this late. Damn. I skipped down the hall and took a left to head to the hall that leads to the elevator. I passed Mr. Frank's office and stopped when I saw him sitting there.
He looks like he's sleeping. I know he stays behind long hours most of the time. It wouldn't hurt checking up on him. I opened the door, easing it close. I walked up to the desk and he's staring at an empty cup. On the side is an empty bottle of rum.
Oh my goodness, he's drunk?
"Mr.frank?" He looked up at me. "Wow, really rough night huh?"
He exhaled heavily. "I guess." His voice is lower than usual. His hair is falling down his forehead like he's ran his fingers through them one too many times. Even his suit jacket is off.
"Well, I was checking in before I leave."
He stared at me, his eyes drifting from my face to my...chest? My chest!? I cleared my throat and he looked down, pinching his nose.
"M-Mr.frank is everything alright? Seems like you need a few bottles of water."
"Anna...you have no idea what I'm going through." He grumbles. He got up, stumbling a bit. Alex stopped in front of me and I was frozen.
I could smell the alcohol radiating from his breath. I should step away, but I didn't. Right now I was in my head, focusing on the heat that engulfed me and how my heart was thumping in my ears.
He's so close.
He says, his arms wrapping around my waist and pulling to his chest. Alex gave me a kiss on my neck and I finally broke out of my trance.
"Alex- Mr.frank, you're drunk."
"You smell so good." He whispers.
"Mr.frank?"
Push him away Anna.
His hands slipped to my ass and he squeezed gently.
"Mr.frank."
My response was breathy. Push him away.
"Your ass looks bigger today." He continues to whisper. "You were smiling, and your cleavage was showing. You think I wouldn't notice?" Не pinched my skin with his teeth, drawing me in further.
I'm supposed to be getting over this office crush, not letting it grow.
Yes I had a crush on him since the day I joined here.
Then, his lips touched mine and he he pulled me into him by my ass. It only turned me on. His tongue slipped into my mouth. I gave in.
Alex set me onto my desk and I hitched in a breath. His lips touched my neck and his fingers trailed up my office skirt. It feels so good. So right to be touched by him.
I want him. And I hate that. We shouldn't do this. We shouldn't do this here. Not now not ever. We shouldn't do this.
"Mr.frank we can't." A gasp left my mouth as his fingers grazed my clit. Fuck.
His seductive voice then settled into my ear. "And why not?" His fingers are so cold and soft. I could feel myself get wet.
"B-because you're married."
Alex slipped two fingers inside of me slowly and I couldn't help it anymore. "It's not right to want you." He whispers to me. "But Jesus Christ is sure feels right."
It does. It really does. Alex kissed me again as he pumped his fingers inside of me. He curved them, pressing against my cervix. I touched his shoulders, squirting.
I huffed as my muscles tensed up. Axel removed his fingers, licking them clean. I stayed there huffing. I pulled him by his belt,
kissing him again.
"We shouldn't do this here. We could get caught." I said. Alex groaned lowly, still kissing me.
"No one's here." I undid his buckled and his forehead rested on mine.
"What happens tomorrow?" He asks. I undid his button and unzipped his pants.
"Work."
I pulled his pants down and got off my desk, turning around. I pushed a few things off and bent over, pulling my skirt above my ass. I pulled my panties down and huffed. Alex's cold fingers massaged my ass and I nearly cussed him out in frustration.
I felt his tip against my hole and I set my head onto the desk, waiting for him. I could feel his shaft rub between my ass and I frowned. Alex's got more girth. I swallowed hard and finally, he eased into me.
I shuddered and my mouth propped open as I closed my eyes shut. "Ah." I gripped the edge of the table and Alex grunted.
"You're...tight."
"You asshole." I complained. Alex shoved himself inside of me and I nearly screamed. All I did was stay there, taking what he gave. I was moaning like crazy. His width is crazy actually. But it feels so fucking good.
I'm actually having sex with my boss. "Alex..." I moan. He smacked my ass making me jerk. His strokes got quicker and he gripped my waist, fucking me hard.
Words were nothing I knew anymore. Just vocal moans and endless breathing. Then he hit my spot, making me squirt hard. "Fuck! Fuck I'm sorry." He hit it again and again and again and my body, having being built and made to do certain things, I squirted again.
I whimpered a moan and my legs felt tired. He pulled out and groaned loudly. He heaved a sigh and I finally let go of the desk. That was unbelievable. I swallowed hard and raised up. Alex wrapped his arm around my waist, kissing my neck.
"Everything changes from here on out Anna." He whispers. He groped my left breast as his other hand got busy fingering me. My nerves shook but I didn't mind it.
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