Late night at work, it's not unusual, I am a workaholic, always have been. Its a trait of mine that makes me a renowned hard worker who puts their job above everything else. Its Monday night, late-night clinic night, which means three doctors will work into the night, the patients are finished paperwork is being done in the rooms, dictation is being recorded, and we all talk about our lives, its a casual office A bit of a boys club, except I get special membership because as they put it… I’m an honorary guy. I drink spirits with them, play poker with them and we insult and play pranks on each other, to the shock and disdain of all of the other departments. But I know whats going to happen, the same thing that happens every Monday, while all the specialists leave, one hangs back, happily talking to me, with that twang in his accent from being in Australia for as long as he has. She's not sure when he started talking to her differently or looking at her differently. She didn't even notice it at first. But everyone else did… but he's taken, regardless of the gifts and the messages and all of it he's not hers to play with. But the attention is fun she can’t deny that she knows with long blonde hair blue eyes and is 5 foot 9... with curves in all the right places. A tight firm booty and tits that girls pay thousands to emulate a similar effect.

I know I am cheeky, I use to think my behavior was me being one of the boys. But over the last 12 months, I’ve been discovering that I am not one of the boys.... if one of my superiors behavior was anything to go on. The gifts should have been the warning signs the emails... the messages, the calls. I’ve been told that I am the type of girl that people leave wives for with long blonde hair, blue eyes fair skin with curves in the right places, a booty firm to grab onto and natural DD tits. The type others pay a fortune for cosmetically. I have imperfections everyone does. I also dress to impress at all times, as the head of a company now tight skirt...and white button up top. but I’ll be lying if I didn’t say I didn’t partly dress for attention.its why I am wearing heels every day. Why I take that extra moment to bend over at times... I’m a tease but I know I won’t play with this man... he’s not mine to play with. However, the attention is fun... and I’m so engrossed in the conversation I don’t see S standing at the entrance at first of the reception. But when i do i stop in my tracks, what the fuck is he doing here.

He knows our arrangement. He set the rules, i obey him... For all of our encounters, it's been this way. I'm furious we agreed no entering each other's lives. It's just sex... It's a release for both of us. But as We stare at each other from across the room, I’m angry.... I hate not being in control. I say goodbye to the doctors and without a word storm into my private office, telling him he can’t be here. I have work to do, that he knows our rules, but he knows me, the way i know him.

He follows me into the room, and when i turn to tell him to leave he lifts me onto the desk and kisses me, but then puts his hand on my neck choking me, restricting my ability to breath… I'm scared but turned on he lets go of my neck and starts kissing down my neck while sliding his hand under my work skirt. Sliding his hand roughly into my skirt. The way his large hand slides up my thigh, into my panties, sliding two fingers inside me, I’m wet...I knew it from the moment I saw him. I always do I start passionately kissing him back, but i know its wrong, if we get caught in this office i will lose my job even though my hands start wandering to unbutton his jeans. I stop myself, common sense shows up. I tell him someone might come in… he's like the doctor your flirting with… I jump off the desk fix my skirt and start walking towards the door, but i feel these arms grab me, and push me back onto the desk and talk to take his cock in my mouth choke on it, I'm scared but at the same time i want him so bad, i dated him years ago, nothing serious worked out but ever since we started following around every time i let him push my boundaries… i promised myself i would learn. I'm the good girl, I'm the women who command attention in the industry, who is a ball buster but i get on my knees, like the little slut i am to him and start sucking deep…as the camera on his phone flashes i think of all i would lose if those photos came out, but instead of being scared i become completely turned on and he knows it.

After he thrusts all 8 inches into my throat making me gag he gets me to get up and start kissing me again… its like night and day with him but that's what the turn on in the unexpected. he starts lifting up my skirt and taking off my lace underpants, and starts to lick and suck on my pussy making me gasp and moan, but i know this guy… he doesn’t play nice all the time… my phone rings, I'm too engulfed in him spreading my legs and eating me out while trying to keep my mouth shut that i don't realize he's answered the phone for me until i hear the hello, it's my boss… i panic… i start talking to my boss while pushing his mouth away from my pussy until i get handed a note.. do not hang up for any reason or i will punish u…. this should terrify me, this should scare me, this made me want him even more. so as i discussed work with my boss he started pleasuring my pussy, going deeper and harder knowing as my legs shake that i was going to start moaning loud but he didn't care.

As far as he was concerned i wanted gratification i wanted him he was in charge. As he kept touching my g spot deeper i started trying to stifle my moans, i couldn't help it my body was shaking and the risk of someone coming in was a turn on… i wondered at that moment, would they watch, would they judge, would they join. i hung up the phone and suddenly S was on his feet flipping me over saying i should have listened to him when he said do not answer the phone. he rolls me onto my stomach and starts fucking me doggy style knowing I'm going to start moaning and screaming…. then i hear a knock.. its the doctor from before, he asks if I'm ok i answer weakly while being fucked doggy, until he pulls out and i know what that means. its going in my ass and its going to make me scream… he's dominating me and while I'm so angry i could kill him i know I'm putty in his hands once bent over, I told the doctor i was fine as he went deep into my ass knowing it was ripping me, part of me terrified cause i know the doors not locked part of me turned on at the thought of him coming in to see the perfect moralistic girl being fucked like the slut i am i tell him to go away. I'm fine, as s starts going faster and deeper into my tight ass me crying and screaming into a pillow, hurting so much but making me feel so alive at the same time,

He pulls my hair up and says if i ever delay him or turn him down again he will show everyone the photos of me, he thrusts faster and harder and I'm scared but so turned on i can feel an eruption on i have only been feeling from anal since that day in the hotel room.i can feel him cumming in my ass deep and hard and at that moment i release an orgasm and start screaming, i know this isn't ever going to be a love story but at this moment and at this time and in this room his cock and being his slut is exactly what we both need.