0 comments/ 13319 views/ 0 favorites The New Job Worries Are No More By: littlemissnaughtygal I am a recently divorced single mother of two, and the new girl on the block to the office which is out numbered more men than women, only being at my new job and living in the area for about a year now, I still really doesn't know anyone, except for my two children, and the people which whom I works with. Each day as I enter into work, sitting at my desk, I am often reminded of the day I went in for my interview, I was interviewing for the position of personal assistant to one of the numerous men that are employed there. After my interview was over, the woman who interviewed me asked me to have a seat and she would go and see if the one I would be assisting for is available for me to meet. Sitting in the lobby, I began to have horrible thoughts run through my head, "What if the one I will be assisting is old, and just down right miserable, and has an "I'm better than anyone" attitude, and one that no matter what I do, he just won't like me, and he will make my time here completely miserable." Just then the most gorgeous guy walked past me, he was perfect, almost like a story character that someone would love to read about, he was tall, with brown hair, and gorgeous eyes, although I couldn't quite see the color of them, and when he smiled at me in politeness, oh he caught my attention alright. All I could manage to think was how I would love to be personally assisting him. As he walks past me, I couldn't help but watch him walk, the way his body moved, the way he carries himself, I was now getting really nervous, I looks to my left, and sees the woman returning asking me to follow with her. Standing I followed this woman down the hall to "His" office. As we stood outside the door before entering, she told me a little about him, and from her description he was sounding kind of like the type of guy that I could get along with. She knocks on the door, and to my surprise when the door opened, there he was, yes that same guy that had just walked past me not five minutes ago. I was suddenly so embarrassed having thought those things about him, although I just couldn't help myself as I haven't been in a sexual relationship since my husband and I divorced nearly 2 years ago. She introduces us to each other and informs him that as of Monday morning I would indeed be his new assistant. He smiled at the news and made a really wise remark, "I hope she will be able to stand me long enough to stick around." And yet at the same time I could see his eyes wandering down my body, as he walks closer toward me, I could then finally see what color those eyes were that I had seen earlier, and by god they are hazel. And they are the perfect shade, so perfect that I could find myself getting lost in them and staring deep into them for hours. I've said it once but I will say it again, this man is just perfect, although I see some kind of unhappiness in him, and I was determined to do my very best while working for him to not make him even unhappier. He extended his hand for mine, holding onto it gently yet firmly, I found myself not wanting to let go of this man's hand, when he first took my hand into his, a electrical feeling ran directly through my being, a feeling that I hadn't felt in so long, there was something about this man that was already attracting me and I was determined to find out what as he looked into my eyes and with a soft tone in his voice, I hear…"I will see you Monday morning first thing, and oh yeah please make sure my coffee is ready when I get here." He smiles, and laughed a bit as he went about his business. As he walked past me yet again I just so badly wanted to reach out and grab his ass that was so well defined in his pants, but I knew that wasn't the proper thing to do if I wanted my new boss to like me. Heading out of the building he was all I could think about, working closely with him every day, seeing those gorgeous hazel eyes every morning, smelling his wonderful cologne that he wears, I have no idea what it is, but it started something inside me, something that I have never felt. My drive home seemed to be extremely long, the more I thought about the man whom I would be assisting as of Monday morning, the more I felt myself growing moist. As I sat at a traffic light, my hands slipped down between my legs, "oh my god how could t his man have done this to me, I have only just met him and he's already caused my juices to flow. How am I supposed to work with him day in and day out and not be sexually aroused by him? For god sakes if this what he is going to do to me every day, he's going to find me spending more time in the ladies room than at my desk. Some how I managed to get through the weekend without any major problems, but come Monday morning well that's now a whole different story. Monday morning, I got to work before he did, I made his coffee, and did all the little things that I knew I had to do, I was pretty sure that I would be able to somehow manage to control my urges of wanting to take him into his office, strip him bare naked and fuck him senseless, and all that flew right out the window when he walked past me, stopping at my desk he leans over placing his hands onto the front of it, oh god I tried not to look directly into his eyes, but being as he is my boss, and it would be rude not to, I had no choice. "Good Morning, are we ready for our first exciting day together?" "Ah yes Good Morning, your coffee is ready how would you like me to fix it for you?" he stopped and thought for a moment, and got this really devious smile onto his face. "Well why don't you just put some special cum…I mean cream in it for me, then just bring it to me when your finished. I will leave my office door open but please close it when you come in." he walks into his office, and I immediately got up to get his coffee. I was still in shock from what I had heard him say. Was he infact thinking about me in the same way that I had thought about him? Just as I finished fixing his coffee, he walks out of his office, "I will be right back, I'm just going up the hall to the accounting office for a moment, wait for me inside, and we can go over what's got to happen today. "Did he actually ask me to wait inside his office for him? No it couldn't be, from what I got told on Friday, he doesn't allow anyone inside his office when he is not in it, but if that's true then why did he ask me to wait for him inside?" she didn't know the answer, but she didn't want to anger him so she did as he asked and waited inside. The scent of his cologne that fills the air inside that office took over her senses, seeing his leather jacket hanging on the coat rack, she turned to see if he was around, realizing the coast is clear, she walks toward it, running her hands over it, taking it into her hands, she leans in smelling it, taking in all his aromatic scent, she moans softly as her head fills with all kinds of yet again extremely naughty thoughts of her boss completely naked in front of her, with his cock now deep in her mouth, slipping her hand between her legs she finds her wetness, slowly pulling her thong to the side, she slides a finger inside herself, she must have been lost deeper in her thoughts than she realized, as her moans grew a little louder she didn't hear him come in and shut the door, when all of a sudden she felt two arms sliding around her waist, removing her finger from inside herself, her body jumps. "Oh my god I am so sorry, I will…" "SSSHHH don't say a word, lifting my skirt, his fingers glide down to my mound, the tip of his finger flicks over my now engorged and very sensitive clit, I thought I damn near came out of my skin at that very moment, however his arms so strong held me in place. His fingers sliding further meeting with mine, gently taking my hand from between my legs, lifting it he sucks my fingers into his mouth. Licking and sucking my juices from them he moans softly. His fingers pushing deeper inside me, curling them attaching to my g-spot, my hips begin to gyrate against his fingers as my muscles contract around them, wanting them deeper inside. Removing his fingers, he turns her around to look at him. With one hand he suddenly wipes the desk clean of all that's upon it, spreadsheets and all, picking me up he places me onto his desk, leaning back onto my lower arms, my legs placed over his shoulders as he pushes my legs back toward my chest, he leans in running his tongue over my glistening pussy lips. Slowly trailing his tongue down to my opening, he delves its inside me, over and over again as he pulls me to the highest of high sexual arousal, my muscles close down around his tongue as my body begins to shiver, my juices now flowing freely into his wanting mouth. As my body begins to settle, he stands before me, lowering his pants, his thick, rigid, throbbing cock stands tall. Leaning himself back down to me, the head of his cock teases at my opening. My hips hunch forward wanting to feel his hardness inside me, with one quick yet gentle thrust his length was now filling my pussy, so full I could feel him rubbing against both walls. His slow pace, begins to get faster, pummeling deeper and harder, feeling his cock hardening even more inside me, and his balls beginning to tighten, his head throws back, his body tenses and too begins to shiver, as he pushes up both over that edge his hot pent up cum releasing deep inside my hot box, as my juices released all over his cock, soaking it and his balls completely. We lay spent together with him on top of me for a minute or two as our bodies came back to the working world. Getting ourselves back together, he smiles at me, kisses me softly, and whispers in my ear…"Meet me for lunch." The New Job Worries Are No More Ch. 02 Gathering their wits about them, recomposing themselves, he kisses her softly as he walks her to the door. Before she opens it, she wraps her arms around him holding him close to her one more time. Her head now filled with thoughts and memories that surely won't leave her any time soon. The last hour with him has been an hour that she can't and won't surely forget, she couldn't remember ever feeling the freedom of being allowed to be who she really is, or that special warmth and security that a man relays to a lady when she is what he really wants. Suddenly she could feel all her pent up emotions coming forth as she held back the tears, yet as he looked deep into her eyes she thought he could sense it, something about the look in his eyes changed not in a bad sort of change, but a change to someone who really cares. As she tried to release her arms from around him his hold got stronger, gently pulling her back to him. "Don't..." he whispers. "Don't what?" "Don't let..." then suddenly before he could finish his thought, his cell phone rang. "Oh damn it what now??" he asks as his tone in his voice changed from soft and sexy to harsh and disgusted. "Maybe you should answer that. It might be important." "Oh trust me it's not. Not at this time of the day" "Well go ahead and answer it and if you want I will still meet you for lunch." "Alright but please stay here this will only take a minute." Releasing his arms from around her, he goes into the pocket of his jacket and retrieves his phone; looking at the caller ID he answered it. She knew from the way he answered it that in here wasn't where she was supposed to be at this moment. She smiled at him as she walks out the door. Getting back to her desk, all she could think of was how good it felt to be in his arms when he pulled her to him in the way that he did, and how suddenly empty she felt when he had to let her go. Periodically she could hear him raising his voice a bit, then he would get quiet, then he'd speak up again. "Oh damn it all to hell" was the last thing she heard him say. Getting up from her desk, she knocks on his office door, and not thinking he snapped, "What do you want?" "Are you alright?" she asked quietly. "Yes, no, oh hell I don't know, I just don't want to talk about this right now." And with that in an instant she saw the man who was so sweet, and so kind and gentle with her not more than 2 hours ago, go from the way he was to the way he is now. Her heart dropped directly into her stomach. "I'm sorry, I shouldn't have come in here I will leave you alone, I just wanted to make sure you were alright and now that you apparently seem to be if you need anything I will be at my desk." Slowly she backs toward the door as she can feel the tears building once again, and this time harder to control. "Oh no wait, don't go...I'm sorry, I shouldn't have snapped at you, you didn't do anything." He replies as he walks toward her. Walking past her for just a moment he locks the door and pushes it closed. Turning around he takes her into his arms once again. "I'm sorry too, I shouldn't have come in here after such a phone call, I promise it wont happen again." she replies softly as the tears that now filled her eyes began to roll down her cheeks. "Oh please don't cry, god I am so sorry I never intended to make you cry. Please look at me." placing a finger under her chin, he raises her head to look at him. Slowly he wipes away her tears. Lightly kissing her on the forehead, on each eye, and little by little he plants soft butterfly kisses down each tear soaked cheek. His fingers slide into the sides of her hair, gliding gently to the back, he releases her hair from its up do, her hair long and flowing over her shoulders, his lips meet hers, his tongue softly probes over her lips, her lips part to accept his wanting tongue. As their tongues danced the dance of passion, and desire, their hands explore each other's bodies; he slowly lifts her sweater, removing it from her as she begins to unbutton the buttons on the top of his polo shirt. Her hands cascade down his back, pulling up on the bottom of his shirt, slowly removing it. Her hands now wanting to explore his chest, yet as she suddenly stops he looks deep into her eyes. "What's the matter?" he asks softly. She didn't know how answer him for she was afraid to admit that she hadn't ever touched a man's chest hair before. "It's alright you can touch me" he moans softly this time as he feels her hands exploring every inch of his chest, her body shutters to the feeling of his chest hair running through her fingers as his hands cup both of her ass cheeks gently. Wrapping her arms around his neck, he picks her up and carries her to the leather sofa that's in the corner of his office, laying her down gently, this time he slides off her skirt, and removes her thong, his eyes lock onto hers as she sits up taking his waist band into her hands, opening his pants slowly, his fully erect, throbbing shaft is released into her hand. The look of happiness again returned to her eyes, as he smiled softly. "Please, let me feel this again." "Are you sure?" " Yes I am sure, I need to feel this inside me again, I was so happy before, please that happiness back to me" leaning in he kisses her once again, only more passionately this time as he lays her back onto the sofa, her legs parting for him as he settles in between them. With her hand wrapped around his shaft, she slowly guides him to her hot love box. Teasing at her opening, her hips hunch forward trying so hard to get him inside her. Complying with her wish he enters the head of his cock to slip inside. She lets out with a loud yet muffled shriek, as her back arches off the sofa. Inch by every loving inch he enters inside her. Her legs locking around his waist, his pace begins to pick up as her hips hunch to meet his every long, powerful, yet gentle strokes. Her orgasm is quickly approaching and they know it as her muscles inside her contract down around his girth, milking his shaft their moans grow a little louder, his cock hardens more inside her as his balls tighten, and begin to tingle. Her fingers wrap around him as she strokes his shaft, wanting to feel his hot cum rolling up his main vein. Their bodies begin to shake almost in harmony, her body stiffens, and his head throws back, as they bring each other over that wonderful edge, riding through wave after wave of powerful orgasms together. As their bodies begin to calm, he lays spent beside her, wrapping his arms around her holding her close, he looks into her beautiful brown eyes once and again and whispers... "Come on beautiful lady its lunch time, and if you're a really good girl, you can be my dessert."