Filthy Boss: An Office Romance

by Nicole Elliot

  For a few moments, I was unable to say anything, staring in shock at him as the love I felt for him threatened to suffocate me with its intensity. I loved Grant. I was crazy for him, and there was nothing more I wanted than to be with him for the rest of our lives.

  “Yes,” I mouthed breathlessly.

  “Yes?” he asked, his voice filled with insecurity.

  “Yes,” I said firmly this time, smiling happily at him. “I will marry you.”

  He took the ring out of its box and put it on my left ring finger. He got up and pulled me into a fierce kiss. “I love you so much.”

  I grabbed his shoulders, pressing my body against his. “I love you too, Grant. You can’t even imagine how much.”

  I was so happy! Grant would become my husband, and there was nothing more that I wanted than to be next to him forever.

  “I need you now. I can’t get you out of my mind. I just thought about the last night, and—”

  I giggled and sucked his lower lip greedily into my mouth. “I know. I thought about the same thing too.”

  He pushed me against his desk and moved his papers off it in one swift move of his arm. “Sit on it,” he ordered.

  I obeyed him as I watched him take something else from his pocket. “I have another ring for you,” he said.

  My eyes widened as I saw a cock ring in his hand. It was made of rubber and it was a vibrating one—meant to give a massive pleasure to my pussy.

  “Oh Grant,” I breathed out. I already wetted my undies, excited to experience this with him.

  We took clothes off each other and I placed his cock ring on his member. My mouth became dry as he positioned himself between my bent legs on the edge of his desk. He grabbed my ass and pushed me toward him, filling my pussy in one sharp move.

  “Boss!” I cried out, and then I remembered we were in the office and I had to keep quiet. He moved in circles inside, stretching me widely, while his cock ring sent vibrations onto my clit—this added stimulation making everything even better. His cock felt larger and thicker, and I was already losing myself in the pleasure coming from it.

  “Fuck, Madison. I love your tight pussy. Your pussy that’s all mine.”

  “Only yours, boss.”

  At first his movements were slow, but strong. His steady rhythm was keeping me close to the edge, and soon the sensations on my clit pushed me even closer to my climax. It was too much... I felt his huge cock ripping my pussy as the ring hit my clit each time he entered, and these two simultaneous actions drove me crazy. I bit into my wrist in order not to scream.

  “Ah, I’m so close...”

  “Yes, baby. I want you to come all over my cock.”

  I was panting so hard now, my heart threatening to burst in my chest, as I became blind from pleasure. My orgasm erupted, hitting me really hard, but Grant didn’t stop—in fact, he increased his tempo, and I began losing myself in this long orgasm...

  “Ah, ah, ah... Grant!” I squealed. “This is s-so good!” Just as one strong orgasm passed, the other started—this time so explosive. Grant pushed my back against the desk, placing my legs on his shoulders, which brought his big cock deeper into me and I felt like he would rip me into two.

  “Yeah, baby. You love my ring cock, huh? You love me fucking you with it.”

  He was now fucking me so wildly that I saw stars in front of my eyes, screaming into my wrist when my maddeningly strong climaxes washed over me again and again.

  “I love it! Fuck me, boss! Don’t stop!”

  “I will never stop,” he grunted. “I will never get tired of your hungry, hot pussy. Fuck, you are so sexy when you come. Yeah, baby, I will cum so hard into your slick pussy.”

  He grabbed my boobs and rubbed my nipples with his thumbs, and I was going to explode again from all these sensations he created in me. My clit was now so sensitive, all those vibrations adding to this wonderful pressure in me, and it felt unbelievably good.

  He never stopped—not even once—and the desk beneath us moved under his forceful thrusts. Even though I already came several times, I was ready for another orgasm.

  “I am gonna come again, Grant!”

  “Come with me, my love.”

  Several thrusts later we came together, holding onto each other as my juices splashed over his cock that filled me with his hot load. He stilled and pulled me into his embrace, leaving kisses on the top of my head.

  “I love you, Madison.”

  “I love you too, Grant.”

  I was so happy. I kissed his lips possessively, claiming him as mine.

  “I will never get tired of this. Fuck, this ring is something else. We need to do this again.”

  “I agree.” I smirked at him. “You are truly insatiable, boss.”

  “Just like you, baby.”

  He got out of me, his spill slowly sliding out of my pussy and ending on his desk. I giggled.

  “What’s so funny?” he asked me, raising one eyebrow.

  “I can only imagine what people around the office would say if they knew all the things we are doing here.”

  For the last year we’d discovered so many good places for fucking around the company’s offices, each time more exciting and better than the last one. Grant was definitely a man full with surprises.

  “What they don’t know won’t hurt them.”

  He kissed me again, and I lost myself in him again.

  We were happy and we loved each other, my career was booming and I was having the best sex of my life. I couldn’t wait to spend the rest of my life with him.

  What more could a girl ask for?

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  Chapter One

  “So are you coming out with us tonight or not?”

  I looked up at my adorable, bubbly, roommate Alexis. When I was sitting on the floor was the only time she actually looked tall. Her petite stature almost always felt like it was bursting at the seams with the energy that was built up inside her. She was the perfect, affluent college freshman. A cheerleader, in the Student Senate, and she had more money than God. I was lucky that we'd become friends during first semester, and she had offered to let me move into her apartment. Sure, I paid rent, but it wasn't anything much, and she didn't need it anyway. But sometimes, the differences in our worlds were really evident. I couldn't tell her that I couldn't go out tonight because I didn't have the twenty dollars to spend on drinks. And I knew that she would get some jock to pay for them anyway, but it made me uncomfortable knowing that if we cou
ldn’t find someone, I wasn’t even sure if I could pay the cover charge.

  “No, I have to work at the library.” Not exactly a lie, but I only had a couple hours to work. I would just hide out there or go to the gym until she left with the rest of our friends.

  She stomped her foot, childishly. “You can never go out with us! I swear, why do you even bother working at the library?”

  So I could afford food. “I just like the books. You know they're really hurting for people since break is coming up, and I said that I'd stay over break, so they've given me a lot of hours.” She still looked annoyed. “It's fine. I don't mind, really.” I was honestly really lucky to have the hours. And I would stay over break in order to pay my bills in January and February.

  She shrugged, “I don't know how you maintain a job with our course load. But good for you.” We were both political science majors, but her minor was in business. I hadn’t made a decision about mine yet. Sometimes, I wondered if she was ever going to use her degree, or if she would just become a trophy wife like her mother had. Something else I was hiding from her.

  “That's what's nice about working at the library. I can do my homework all I want. I mean, really, if I check out ten books the entire time I'm there tonight, it will be a miracle.” It was true that students didn't really need library aides anymore. We had a machine for them to check books out themselves if they needed them. But mostly, students used their laptops and did research online. Some came to the library to study, too. It was quiet with no distractions. As an employee, I was more there as security and a monitor than I was to help them find any research material.

  She shrugged. “Well, you have a great time then, book nerd. I'm going to get ready to go out. There's this new club downtown, and I heard that they have a whole VIP section. Jake’s going to take me.” She smiled devilishly at the last sentence.

  I gave her an assessing look. “Jake, huh? What happened to Stephen?”

  She laughed. “Stephen was just a little too… I don't know, weak?”

  I began to stack my books on the floor. I was studying in front of the television again, with three books spread out in front of me, way more than our coffee table could handle.

  “I don't know how you study with the television on.”

  I smiled. “It’s that documentary everyone is talking about, the one about that escort service. I think it’s all fake, but still pretty interesting. They said it’s here in Boston. Unbelievable, but a little hot.” I winked at her.

  She shook her head at me, and walked away. “You have to help me pick out something to wear!” I heard her call from her bedroom. I finished stacking my books and then walked dutifully into her room. Even though our bedrooms were almost the same size, they looked completely different. Her furniture set matched, while mine did not. I'd hobnobbed a bedroom set together from local thrift stores and then painted the pieces bright colors, but it was only because of Pinterest that it even looked good. Everything of hers was brand-new and she had the only walk-in closet in the apartment. But she needed it. I only had a few outfits. I mostly just wore the same couple shirts, with a few different pairs of pants to class. But Alexis was totally different, her closet was completely full of Coach, Michael Kors, and every other designer name you could think of.

  “So, what do you think for tonight? I definitely want to wear my new Gucci bangle bracelet, so I'll take my Gucci wristlet as well. Maybe that black number I bought when I was shopping with my mom last week? I mean, Jake would just have to be stupid not to come back here afterwards.”

  I smiled at her. “The black dress it is. Just make sure your ass isn’t hanging out. You want him to come and get it, not come and have already seen it.”

  “Excellent point. You better get to the library, I guess. I'll see you tomorrow morning.”

  I looked at my cell phone to check the time, “Shit, yeah, I gotta get to work. I start my shift in ten minutes and you know it takes longer than that to walk across campus.” I grabbed some books off the table and shoved them in my backpack before waving goodbye to her as I shut the door.

  As I got outside, I rifled through my backpack to pull out my scarf. I hadn’t worn anything more than hooded sweatshirt all day, but suddenly my neck was feeling exposed. This chill wind of winter nipped at my cheeks. I hustled across campus, feeling glad that I had running sneakers on to make it to work on time. In the dark, I saw the looming library standing before me. It looked a little scary at night, but I'd worked enough late nights to know that it would be quiet in there. It was my safety zone and even though it didn't give me a lot in the amount of a paycheck, it gave me an excuse for why I couldn't always do all the fun things that Alexis and her friends did. She hadn’t seemed to catch on yet. I think she thought my bedroom furniture, and lack of wardrobe was just because I was a hipster. But I wasn't. It didn't matter to me what she thought, as long as she didn't know that I was having trouble paying the rent.

  The sliding glass doors greeted me with warm air as I entered the library. I quickly walked behind the counter because I saw one of the grad students coming down the stairs. If he knew I was late, I'd be in trouble. I typed my code into the computer just as he rounded the corner. I forgot how good he looked, even though he was a complete ass.

  “Just on time, Calla?”

  I smiled. “Always on time, Shane. I didn't know you were working tonight.”

  He nodded. “Just you and me. We decided that we didn't need Julie tonight, so I sent her home. You're only working a two-hour shift though, right?”

  I nodded again. “I mean, it's already nine. We’re only open until midnight.”

  He looked me over, noticing my sweat pants and hooded sweatshirt. He knew I had no plans for after work. “Do you think you'd be a willing to stay until midnight? There's a party I want to go to.”

  It was a Friday night on campus. There was always a party to go to. “Sure, I don’t have any other plans.”

  He moved closer to me, close enough that I could smell his cologne. He bent down to whisper into my ear. “I'll give you the address if you want to join me. It's been a while since we've had any time together.”

  I rolled my eyes, and pushed him back. We had agreed to not talk about that night. He hadn’t said anything about it since. “Whatever.”

  When I first got the job at the library, it had maybe been in October, I had met Shane at a party. Alexis and I were just getting to know each other and she invited me out with some frat boys. Not really my scene as I was more the intellectual type of partier: coffeehouses and wine tastings. But I didn't want to ruin a potentially great friendship, so I went out with her.

  Shane recognized me from my new position at the library, and offered me a little bit more to drink than I should have. It had only been one night, but every time I saw him since, I couldn't help thinking about it. Shane was dynamite in bed. He had the perfect just-past-college physique; he was lean, but with strong shoulders and a six-pack. As much as I had pushed him away the past couple months, I couldn't help that his offer sounded tantalizing. I hadn’t been seeing anyone, and really hadn't had any really good sex since him. Against my better judgment, I told him I was going upstairs.

  “I've got some reference books to go through on the third floor. I'm not in the mood to go to your party, but I'll be up there probably for the next hour by myself. I might need some help with the heavier books.”

  I took off my scarf and sweatshirt and left them on the chair at the circulation desk. Underneath that, all I had on was a little cami and a sports bra. I knew I was teasing him, and it probably wasn't fair, except that a small part of me wanted him to act on it. Shane made me feel dangerous. I walked up the stairs to the third floor, and made a sharp left to go into the darkest corner of the stacks. There wasn't a single person on the entire floor. I checked a couple of the study rooms just to be sure, but I was completely alone. I pushed the cart down to the last aisle, and started stacking some of the books about Art History in the Middle Ag
es. I had moved into the second row, which still wasn't very well lit at this time of night, when I felt a hand around my waist. I almost screamed, but I knew it was him. He had figured out my little game. He put his hand across my mouth, and spun me around towards him. When I turned around, I was looking directly into his beautiful blue eyes, almost hidden underneath shaggy blonde hair. They were reeling me in with every breath. “I get that you're not a party girl. You would prefer to be here.”

  He removed his hand from my mouth, and I nodded. “It's quiet here. Nobody knows your secrets. The books can’t tell my secrets. People can.”

  He had a smug half smile on his face. “Should we go to a study room?”

  I took him by the hand, and led him across the aisle from where I was working into a secluded study room that was connected to the back of the elevator. No one ever used it, and it had its own light switch. I pulled him in by the front of the shirt, and he closed the door behind him. His back was against the door when I flicked off the light switch, so that we were plunged into almost darkness. There was just a glow coming from the lights outside in the Art History section. We could hardly see, but that just made it more interesting. He yanked off my top, and dragged his fingers along the back of my neck, and down my back until he reached my ass. He gave me a light slap before he started to kiss me.

  I could feel his tongue breaching my lips, and I allowed him access to my mouth. We continued to kiss for only a minute more, before I broke free, and tossed my head back. He trailed kisses down my throat and collarbone. He slipped a finger under my sports bra, and began to pull it over my head just as he had with my shirt.