Overworked: An Office Reverse Harem Romance

by Dark Angel

  “Tired, babe?” he asks me, that grin of his telling me there’s more to come. I don’t even have the strength to speak, so I just shake my head. Tired…? Hello…? Of course I’m tired! But I’ll never tire of him and his body. Oh, no, I’ll fight through tiredness as long as his body is close to me; I’ll push myself to the brink of exhaustion and then I’ll just keep pushing further.

  Without even letting me catch my breath, he makes me raise my leg once more, and before I know it, he pushes my thong to the side and has his glands brushing over my outer labia. I expect for him to enter me with one simple and quick thrust, but he simply holds his position there. I feel his cock pulsing in aching desire, and I have to admire the ability he has to take his time and drive me mad.

  I push his pants down his legs and my trembling fingers start unbuttoning his shirt frantically. I need to feel every single inch of him on me.

  With my arms over his shoulders, I thrust my hips at him, begging him with my body to have at me. But he resists, matching my thrust with a backward motion, and simply continuing to brush his tip against me once more, up and down, up and down.

  I can’t take it, I really can’t. I need to feel him inside of me and I need it now. You would understand if you were in my shoes, but then again, you aren’t. And that’s a good thing, since I don’t want you anywhere close to Sebastian.

  “Lily, it seems like you need me,” he teases. I nod in desperate agreement. I never felt like this before; my muscles are tense and my insides seem to be burning. And to have him so close to me and yet doing nothing… The outer limits of my mind are stretching and I can feel something in me about to snap.

  “Sebastian… Please…” I moan, still trying and thrusting my hips at him.

  “You look so hot when you’re begging, Lily,” I hear him saying, but I can barely understand what the words mean. My mind is exploding, and all rationality is slipping away from me.

  “Please…” I beg. “Please…”

  He gives me half an inch of his cock and I feel my whole body trembling frenetically.

  “More…”

  One inch in and my pussy is tight like a vice around his cock. I push my body forward, but he resists my advances, feeding his cock into me so slowly even time seems to be distorting around me. When I think he’s about to let it go all in, he pulls back, starting the process all over again.

  “No…” I cry out, my fingernails clawing at his back.

  “If that’s what you want,” he whispers, caressing the back of my neck with the tip of fingers.

  He thrusts into me with such force that fireworks go off behind my eyelids. I’m gritting my teeth now, a fire running through my limbs. He starts to thrust hard, his hips slapping against mine in a furious rhythm.

  He keeps going for god knows how long, his body tirelessly punishing mine. I reach out, desperate to keep my footing and I’m just clawing at the wall as he pounds me furiously.

  He starts to quicken his pace, his cock completely destroying me. It’s hard to think of anything when Sebastian's naked body is pressed tight against me.

  All my muscles buzz, and I tighten my pussy around his cock with violent harshness. That only makes him fuck me harder.

  One hard and final thrust and his cock lodges itself deep inside me, his tip pressed tight against my G-spot. Just like that, I explode. One more hard and deep thrust and I come in an instant, a maddening scream escaping my mouth and filling the entire office. I feel my inner walls spasm around his cock, but instead of stopping or even slowing down at my orgasm, he keeps thrusting at me unrelenting.

  Still with my whole body buzzing, my limbs completely out of control, I raise my leg just a bit more, allowing him to go deeper inside me. Am I moaning or am I screaming? I don’t even know, and to be honest, I don’t care.

  He keeps moving in and out of me as the orgasm still bites and claws at my mind, and I love him for it. I don’t want him to stop. Each thrust of his dilutes the whole world around me, and I feel myself being pulled into the depths of a world of pleasure I didn’t even know existed.

  I lean into him, still with my eyes closed but looking for his mouth. He locks his lips on mine, our kiss growing wild and completely savage. Pulling back, he takes his lips to my neck and then whispers, “We’re just getting started.”

  I nod. “Yes, Sebastian,” I say with a shiver. I never want him to stop.

  He pulls me into him, and before I know it, he has me in his embrace. We kiss in abandonment as we stumble our way through the office and back to his desk, completely drunk with lust. With a growl, he puts me on top of his desk, flat against the unforgiving wood and I breathe out deeply as my body appreciates the fact that it can lie down at last. I feel exhausted, completely spent… And still, I want more. Much more.

  He climbs on top of me, his fingers like hooks on my waist, and I jut my ass at him. I prop myself up on my elbows, feeling exposed in that position and loving it even more precisely because of it. I grab at the edges of the desk as he smacks my ass with the back of his hands, and I wiggle my backside at him in tense anticipation. With a quick motion of his hands, he grabs my thong and pulls it down my legs. My whole body shakes as I feel the fabric of it brushing down my skin.

  How did this happen to me? I never thought it would be possible to become this obsessed with a man! But I am becoming completely crazy for him, each second his body isn’t on mine painfully tortuous.

  Parting my pussy with two fingers, he rams his cock deep inside me and my arms lose all their strength at once; I collapse onto the desk. He thrusts into me hard and unforgiving, handing sweet punishment in the most lovable way possible. He reaches for my hair; grabbing it in a bunch and making me raise my head.

  I’m moaning… I’m moaning so hard it’s unbelievable. I do it until I feel my throat becoming sore, and then I do it some more.

  I start rocking my hips back at him, the pendulum motion of his cock becoming faster and faster.

  I’m so spent even my soul is numb.

  He reaches around my waist, finding my clit and rubbing on it as he keeps pounding into me mercilessly. I try to scream in delight but even my throat is completely exhausted. I simply lay there as he brings me once more to the edge of delirious rapture and throws me down into the abyss.

  Hooking his fingers on my hips, he pulls back and makes me turn around. I lay back on the seat, opening my legs so that he fits right between them. A shiver goes up my spine as I lay eyes on the perfectly sculpted muscles of his chest.

  Leaning into me with his whole body, I feel the tip of his cock brush against my pussy. Soft and careful, he holds his position there until I can’t take it anymore; I thrust my hips toward him, my pussy lips parting and engulfing his tip. I bite my lower lip as I feel him enter me again.

  Now there is nothing but ecstasy for me. As I feel him slide in and out, his thickness straining and pushing against my inner walls, I’m taken to a place so perfect and dreamlike that I’m not even sure if whatever is happening is real. It's way too perfect to be real.

  I notice him looking at me, eager to know if I’m alright. I respond in the best way I can, with a deep moan that climbs up my throat and cascades down my lips with the ferocity of a wild animal. How could it be any other way? His cock inside of me feels like completion, a pleasure so intense it verges on a religious experience.

  He goes in and out softly, my legs wrapped around his back and pulling him inside me. My eyes are closed, my mind only capable of processing the gentle thrusts of his cock as if there is nothing else in the world but it. And, as far as I’m concerned, there isn’t.

  His body rocks against mine, the most delicious ebb and flow of bodies taking over until I can’t resist it anymore. The muscles in my legs make me tighten them around his back like a vice, and with both hands grabbing at his hair, I sway my hips from side to side uncontrollably as mind-numbing electricity takes my body by assault.

  He keeps thrusting, rubbing my clit with suddenly erratic m
ovements, I feel him ready; I summon what little strength still lives inside of me and I tighten my hold on him. He stops then, his muscles so tense he seems made out of marble.

  When his cock spasms harshly inside my pussy I can’t help but submit to that wildfire inside of me and scream. Pleasure crashes against my soul as I feel his cum gushing in a torrent once more, an earthquake of climaxing delight attacking both our bodies.

  I can’t hold back any longer so I just collapse completely; he falls with me, his cock still buried deep in my pussy. I moan, feeling his thickness still throbbing as he lays on top of me, cum dripping down my thighs.

  We stay like that for… I don’t even know. One minute, one hour? We stay like that until our exhausted bodies become capable of moving, time becoming just an abstract concept.

  He rolls to the side then, his hand resting on my lower back as he caresses the dimples there. I turn to him, struggling to open my eyes. He’s looking at me, a gentle smile on his lips.

  “Wow,” I say.

  “Yeah,” Sebastian agrees tracing his fingers up and down my body before he hands me my clothes. He helps me get dressed and fix my hair, and suddenly with my body so satisfied, my brain is working overtime.

  Sebastian

  I walk in on an interaction between Rose and Lily that makes me smile. They seem to be truly getting along, and since I already feel like Lily is more than just another conquest but someone I want more of, I'm pleased by this. I look to Lily and offer her a USB stick. "Lily, set up my slide deck?"

  Lily grabs the drive and steps out of her seat, closing the screen of her laptop and making me instantly wonder what she might have been doing. Her eyebrows unknit and she goes toward the conference room that I use when I don't want to host a meeting in my office. "Sure, Sebastian."

  The way she says my name makes my cock instantly hard and I try to ignore that feeling. This meeting today, I actually need to focus, not be hard in front of a big group of people who don't want to hear why I want to spend more money.

  I mean, sure, everybody gets that you spend money to make money. They understand that you have to invest to make sure you have something to show for it. But innovate one thing, and plenty of old fuckers will try and tell you, no, that's not essential. Naturally, you and I both know that I'm not going to take that. They are going to learn, too.

  So having a raging erection while I'm presenting this information, that's not helping anyone. Still, I watch Lily as I walk into the conference room.

  She's setting up for the meeting, and it is just the two of us as I walk in behind her. I see how her breath catches in her throat for a moment. I like that I keep her on edge, never knowing if I'm about to touch her, take her, make her mine...no matter what we're doing.

  The thought is certainly tempting.

  Instead, I keep a congenial smile that isn't nearly as suggestive as it would normally be. "Thank you for setting up."

  "You're welcome," Lily says, and I watch how she swallows when she hands me the pointer.

  "I have something for you." I hand her a small box and point to the restroom that is just outside the conference room. "Go put this in, and after this meeting today, I think we'll play." I watch her eyes. "What do you think of that?"

  The box is nondescript, but I think she can figure out that I gave her a wearable device. I can't wait to make her come while she's just sitting in the office.

  She starts to walk away, and I say her name, "Lily."

  "Yes, Sebastian?" I can tell by the breathiness in her voice that even though she's trying to stay focused, she's thinking about what that play is going to be.

  "You'll need to link it to your phone, and the instructions are in there. Make your username Lily and I'll be able to add you...and then after I get these people to give me lots of money, I can give you lots of orgasms." I say it above a normal talking volume because I know that no one in this meeting is going to arrive until the absolute last minute, but Lily doesn't know that and I want to watch her squirm.

  "Okay," Lily says.

  "Do you need some lube, or are you already wet?" I ask her because I can't help but torment her.

  "I'm very wet," Lily says. Her eyes narrow, and her fingers graze her blouse for a moment. Her eyes lock with mine and I know that she's probably squeezing her thighs together right now.

  "Don't come without my permission," I tell her. "You don't come while you're putting it in, either." I point to the bathroom.

  She nods and heads toward the bathroom.

  Fuck, how am I supposed to think about anything but her pussy right now? I know she's sliding that little bullet inside her pussy and that after this very boring meeting I'll get to make her come while I finish up some quarterly reports that need my attention.

  I mean, they don't need all of my attention.

  Lily returns, her face heating as several men in suits walk into the conference room. I point for Lily to be seated next to me, and she slides into the seat, moving a little differently, I know, because there's a vibrator in her pussy now. It may not be vibrating yet, but the promise of what's to come is there and that's probably just wrapping all around her perfectly filthy brain.

  I grab my phone and unlock it, heading toward the app and sending her a request on the app to have access to her...and I watch her as she immediately clicks the notification on her phone. She bites her lip and I know that this was a very good idea.

  I click on my pointer to start my slide deck, and I hear Lily gasp slightly. I look to her and I know the instant I look at her face, the Bluetooth controls for the pointer have started messing with the vibrator.

  Well, fuck this meeting.

  Seriously, I don't know how to concentrate knowing what I've done. I could absolutely close out my control over the vibrator with my app...but why would I want to do that?

  I'm going to give this whole presentation knowing that Lily is going to have to come during it because I'm going to torture her pussy right here in front of all these people.

  "We'll begin in just a moment," I say, and I look at Lily. I walk toward her and put my hand on her shoulder, leaning it to whisper in her ear. "I can stop if you want. Do you want this?"

  I mean the question. I am excited because I know she's turned on, but I want her to tell me if she wants me to stop.

  "No, please, I want you to work the vibrator while you give your meeting," Lily says, her breathy whisper making my cock leak some pre-cum and throb.

  "Yes, ma'am," I tell Lily, and I start to click through my first slide. "You will come every time I say 'deliverable,' or I don't push the button that controls your pussy," I tell her.

  "Thank you, Sebastian," Lily says. I see her squeeze her thighs together.

  This is going to be very, very fun.

  Lily

  It actually takes me a moment just to process that Sebastian could do something that he didn't plan out...and something like making my pussy vibrate in the middle of a meeting, well, that's exactly the sort of thing he would plan. But I guess technology can mess with any of us and here I am, quivering in my seat. My panties are soaking wet in the middle of this meeting, and I'm listening to his pitch with an unsteady ear, and an even more unsteady heartbeat. I know that I'm going to have to cope with a lot of emotions and sensations the instant he says –

  "...deliverables," I hear Sebastian say. He looks right at me, telling the men gathered here today about the proposed items on his agenda, and I feel a fluttering surge of vibrations erupt inside my pussy.

  I know he said that I'd have to come when he said that word, and for a few seconds, I start to panic, but when I let myself relax, I'm surprised that the waves of lust are already overtaking me. I'm delving deeper into desire as the fluttering vibrations become more intense pulses and I'm unable to think of anything but Sebastian. I look right at him and though I keep my face as innocent as possible, I know that my eyes tell him everything he needs to know. I squeeze my thighs tightly and press my hand on my stomach, letting the
pressure overtake me. I breathe as normally as I can. I realize that I mostly don't care if anyone knows what's happening to me. I feel the flood of arousal gush into my panties and I'm free to be a wanton, lustful animal, and I'm fine with that.

  I'm totally okay with it. I shiver with the little aftershocks and the vibrations become less intense, but they don't stop.

  Sebastian continues with the presentation and keeps a slow, almost lapping, rhythm going with the vibrator. I breathe normally but I keep my thighs clenched. My hand goes to my notepad and I start making actual notes on the meeting, getting turned on with how concise and persuasive Sebastian can be at once. I am enamored by him and I start thinking all sorts of things about how he might have intended to play after this meeting, before technology lent us both a helping hand, when he looks at me and says to the men gathered, "and, to reiterate, our deliverables," and I don't hear anything else after that.

  My eyes clench shut in anticipation and I feel the rush of vibrations speed up at such a high intensity that I gasp. I want so much more and I let myself squeeze the desk, not caring what I must look like right now.

  I can't believe that I don't care. There was a time when I thought I was shy. Now...well, I think I'd do anything for Sebastian to make me come.

  And come, I do. An ocean of desire breaks within me and I'm aching to be able to release the pressure that just keeps building. My feet slide out of my heels and I curl my toes, pressing my thighs tight together and feeling the lustful pressure building up so intensely inside me that I want to scream.

  I don't, but I let myself breathe heavier.

  Just when everything is about to burst within me, I open my eyes and look right at Sebastian.

  I look right at him, eye to eye contact making me even wetter, and I say, "excuse me, Mr. King, could you repeat those deliverables. I want to make sure they're in the notes."

  He actually falters for just a moment. I see that huge erection in his trousers and I know that I'm working him over almost as good as he's working me over.