Dirty Boss

by Mia Ford

  I finally decide to wear no panties and think about which skirt will be best to wear and opt for my pencil skirt. It’s a figure hugging skirt and it’ll leave him horny, so he’ll be able to see I’ve completed my task.

  One more look in the mirror, before I leave the office. I can’t believe that I’ve gone from shy girl to office tease in the last few days. Then again, Agnes said to have fun and that’s exactly what I intend on doing, starting today.

  I arrive at the office and I’m excited at the thought of Christian looking at me with no panties. I ride in the elevator and reach our floor. As I exit the elevator, I can sense a lighter atmosphere and wonder what’s going on. I glance towards Christian’s office, and the door’s closed. I scratch my head, wondering why his door’s closed.

  I reach my desk and check Christian’s schedule, and notice he’s not in the office today. Damn! Why did he say not to wear panties if he’s not around. Then it dawns on me, this is why he wanted me to take a photo. I’m really not good at this.

  “Hey Isobel, what’s up?”

  “Ah, nothing, I was just thinking, I forgot Christian was out all day,” I sigh thinking that I must have been talking to myself, otherwise she wouldn’t know that anything was bothering me. A trait that I picked from my mom, one that I really need to stop doing.

  “Isobel make the most of it, it’s not very often it happens. We can do with more days with him away.”

  “Why do you say that?”

  She laughs, “The man’s a slave driver. Have you ever seen him leave the office?”

  I shake my head, damn I hate lying. I want to tell her that I saw him leaving last night. He was walking so damn fast that I thought he was going to take the stairs. I know that I was making him hot, I wanted him to take me, but he held back as usual.

  “Exactly! That’s because he works too hard and wants everyone to work as hard as he does.”

  I smile at her, thinking that I need to get to the bathroom and take the photo of myself with no panties. I feel really silly thinking about it all.

  “Well, I will let you get back on with your day dreaming,” Jean replies as she flicks her hair to the side.

  “What?”

  “You looked as if you were having a conversation with yourself before I came over.”

  “Crazy right? I know I get it from my mom.”

  She shakes her head, “No, it’s kind of cute. Anyway, I’ll catch you later right? You’re coming to lunch aren’t you?”

  I nod my head thinking that Christian’s not here, so I won’t be doing anything with him.

  “Great, see you later.” Jean walks back to her desk and walks over to the other girls. No doubt, they’re gossiping about something. It’s a sign Christian is not here, the tongues start to wag, and all sorts of gossip get mentioned, especially about Christian.

  I walk into Christian’s office and place some documents on his desk; I can hear the phone ring from my desk, so I transfer it from his phone.

  “Isobel?”

  My heart skips a beat when I hear Christian’s voice on the other line.

  “Yeah, it’s me,”

  “What are you doing?” he asks in a rough voice.

  “I’ve just put some reports on your desk for when you get back to the office,” I answer happy to hear his voice.

  “Have you done as I ordered?”

  “I have, and I can’t believe that you’re not here to see it.”

  “As long as I know you have no panties on that is good enough for me. Besides remember I told you to take a photo.”

  “Okay, then I’ll take the photo then after I’m putting on my panties.”

  “No,” he says it so loud that my heart stops.

  “But you’re not here.”

  He laughs, “I know, but as I said you do what I say, no questions.”

  “Oh.”

  Now, I feel silly. Maybe I’m a little kid trying to play in the big playground with all the cool kids. The ones that know how to play this game and I haven’t got a clue what I’m doing.

  “If you say so.” I sound a little deflated, but the excitement that I felt this morning coming into the office is being washed away.

  “All in good time, all in good time, everything will become clear later,” he replies, “so how does it feel not wearing panties then?”

  “It is different, especially when there is a cold wind, it blows right against my spot,” I explain as I imagine the cold sending shocks into my pussy.

  “Ah, so you have a bald pussy then? I didn’t see it clearly on the camera last time.”

  “Gosh, er, um, yes,” I’m taken aback by the fact that we’re talking about my pussy.

  “I was thinking as a country girl, you would have a bushy pussy, a mound of dark pubic hair.”

  “We’re in the twenty-first century, I don’t know many women with a bush anymore,” I reply as I laugh.

  “I must dash, my meeting starts in a minute, and I’ve to get rid of this boner.”

  I have a big smile on my face knowing that he has one as a result of me. I return to my desk, pleased he has thought of me being alone with no panties, and he has assured me there is more for me to experience because of it.

  The day seems to be dragging by, between the notes that I have to type up and everything, but when I look at the clock and see that it’s almost lunch time. I let out a sigh of relief about a little break.

  Jean comes over to my desk, “Hey you coming for lunch then?”

  “I just remembered that I brought a packed lunch with me today,” I explain to Jean feeling bad that I’m letting her down again.

  “We’re going for greasy burgers,,” she says as she skips towards the elevator. “Are you sure that you don’t want to come?”

  She’s waving her finger trying to tempt me to join them. I could go with eating a full meal, I hate to admit to her, that I really can’t afford to eat there again, not for a while. I watch as they all disappear into the elevator and the door closes. I am the only person who is in the office. I rest my head and dream of what may have been if Christian had he been here today.

  I imagine walking into his office and bending over to pick up a piece of paper; I glance over my shoulder towards him as my skirt rides up, the bulge of my pussy pushed between my legs, ‘Oh, sorry Christian’.

  I open my eyes to make sure no one has returned to the office; I’m still alone, so I close my eyes and carry on with my imagination.

  Your turn, I picture myself saying to Christian.

  I watch as Christian opens his zipper and takes out his cock, my eyes bulge when I see the size of it, it is huge, and it is soft. His cock hangs, and he places his hands on his hips.

  I hear the phone ring and open my eyes. I look at the clock and lunchtime is nearly over. I pick up the phone and answer.

  “Isobel,” Christian says. “How is everything in the office?”

  “Everything is fine here, how is it going with you?”

  “So far so good, a rough meeting but as always, I’m the one who comes out on top,” he says in a pleased voice, “I see lunch time is nearly over, you been out?”

  “No, I stayed in the office, I was just daydreaming,”

  “Daydreaming of?” he asks waiting.

  “I was just thinking of old movies, and how the images of them change when you get older.”

  “So, a dull lunchtime you have had then?”

  “No, not at all, I have had quite a good lunch time. Actually, it was fun daydreaming, especially when you factor in that I have no panties on; it puts an entirely different perspective on your thoughts.”

  “You trying to give me a boner again?”

  I shake my head as I put a finger in my mouth, he knows exactly what I’m thinking.

  “Don’t forget to send me the photo.”

  Then he hangs up, I’m about to get up and do it, when I see everyone coming back into the office. I’ll do it later when no one’s around and maybe I’ll do more than just
send him a photo of my pussy. Maybe, I’ll send him a video, just like the one that I did on video chat with my ex-boyfriend, Leo.

  Isobel

  I sent him the photo hoping for a reply, I wanted to do a lot more than that like take a video, but then at the last minute I chickened out. Particularly since soon as I heard some of the girls come into the bathroom. I sat like a jilted bride waiting for him to respond all day and as the day came to an end, he still didn’t say anything.

  I didn’t sleep well, especially not hearing from him. As soon as I arrive at the office, I’m in a foul mood. I look at his office door, and it’s closed again. I’m wondering if he’s out, but then I see a box on my desk. It has no stamp, and it’s red with a matching bow tie. There’s a card on top of it, and I feel like a little kid on Christmas day as I pick it up. I want to open it, but then others start walking into the office, so I quickly put it in my purse and head to the bathroom and quickly enter one of the cubicles.

  As soon as I close the door, I grab my purse and open the card.

  Isobel,

  Put your gift in between your legs and near your sweet pussy. When you’ve finished put your panties in the box and go back to your desk.

  Christian.

  I realize that this is one of his games. Instructions that he wants me to follow through and the whole idea of it gets me all excited. I can imagine his strong accent which is a mixture of British and American English. I feel as if he’s behind me, whispering for me to do it and send him a photo. I’m trying to think how many people are in the office now. I didn’t see that many, and it feels as if this is too good an opportunity to pass by. If I go to my desk, sit and wait, I may chicken out. Besides, there’s no time like the present. I want to know what’s inside the box. I shake it and think that it can only be one thing, a dildo.

  As I make sure that there’s no one around in the bathroom, by checking for feet as I spy at the bottom of the doors. I reach out and it’s not what I expected. There’s no dildo just another set of panties. Then something drops on the floor, and I discover that it’s no ordinary panties as there’s a little pouch for it and some kind of mini dildo.

  Holy crap!

  I read his instructions again and then it dawns on me, he must want me to put on this one so that I can come at any time. After listening once more to make sure there’s no one in the cubicles, I take off my panties, and as nobody’s in another cubicle, I reached out and put the bullet against my sex. Then I tie the panties at each side and put the one’s that I put on this morning into the box. Then, I put them all in my purse and head to the sinks. I wash my hands feeling like the naughty girl and then as I leave the bathroom I bump into Jean. I have my purse firmly against my chest.

  “Good morning, don’t tell me that you’re not coming out to lunch with us today again?”

  I know that I can’t blow her off. I can already see the disappointment written on her face.

  “No way. I’ll come to get you around one.”

  She nods her head, “I just hope that he doesn’t keep you busy today. Seeing as he wasn’t in yesterday.”

  He’s here!

  I feel as if she’s answered all my prayers. I’m trying so hard to act natural, but it’s so hard when you have something against your pussy, and it’s all controlled by one man.

  “Wow, you look happy.”

  She has no idea, how I’m feeling, but I need to pretend better. I’ve got a funny feeling that she suspects something because I’m not a great actress.

  “Spoke to my family this morning. You know how much I miss them. This is my first time leaving home.”

  “Isobel, I know that this can’t be easy for you. I remember the first time I left home…God look at us talking.”

  Thank goodness someone else wants to use the bathroom.

  “Yeah, I’ll catch you later.”

  I say as I nearly trip over my heels heading in the direction of Christian’s office. Nothing’s going to get in my way, not when I have such a gift from him. One that I want him to enjoy more than anything.

  His doors open and I can’t help but show my excitement as I step inside his office. I don’t even knock, the thrill of it is so big.

  “Good morning, Isobel.”

  “Good morning, Christian,” I nod my head as I see him in black. I never thought that he could look even sexier, but in a black suit with only a red handkerchief, the man never seizes to amaze me.

  I quickly take my gift box out of my purse and put it on his desk, “This is yours I take it.”

  He nods, not touching it and says, “Don’t you think that you better shut the door.”

  I run to the door thinking that I’m trying to act sexy and it’s failing miserably. I take a deep breath wanting nothing to go wrong. Not again. I shut the door, and then I turn to face him.

  “Sit down, Isobel.”

  I move slowly and seductively to the chair, and then he smiles as he looks at me.

  “I take it that you like it?”

  I smile, “I still don’t know what it’s for.”

  “Do you want me to show you?”

  I cross my legs as if I’m Sharon Stone out of Basic Instincts and say, “Yes, please.”

  Then he takes something out of his pocket, and just like that, I know exactly what the mini dildo’s for.

  “Where did you put it?”

  “In the pouch.”

  “Good girl, now get ready for the ride.”

  I hold on to both sides of the chair as my juices start to seep through the cloth. It’s as if it’s stroking me gently in all the right places. I can’t even speak as I can feel the steady rhythm of it. I open my eyes for a second and notice that he’s watching me.

  He holds up the remote in his hand and presses it again.

  “Ah,” I moan as I arch my back and lift up in the leather chair. The lace panties against my skin are not only touching my sex but other parts of my pussy. Seeing his eyes on me, makes me imagine him doing this to me. His fingers stroking me up and down. I start to breathe in sharp bursts and then within a short time with Christian saying, “That’s right. Come to papa!”

  I do just that. He’s watching me come and knows how to trigger it at any time. I’m trying to contain it, knowing that there are others in the office. I can’t help myself as I start to scream. My back arches and then I bite my tongue. I can’t do this, not with everyone around. And then as my orgasm rips through me, I feel so hot in the well air-conditioned office. I take a deep breath as I try to calm myself. I even forget that Christian’s watching me until he speaks.

  “That’ll be all for now Isobel.”

  As I open my eyes, he has my panties. The original ones that I wore to work on his nose. He’s sniffing it and smiling at me.

  “You can come in an hour and do it all again.”

  “Again?”

  He puts the panties back in the box and says, “That’s unless you’ll rather do it at your desk.”

  “No way Christian!”

  “Exactly come back in an hour.”

  “And then after that?”

  He raises an eyebrow, “You can stop coming in here. Until I tell you to stop.”

  He doesn’t say any more than that. He’s telling me that he’ll make me come all day. I should be frustrated and tell him that I’ve had enough of his games. But I don’t because there’s a part of me that doesn’t want him to stop.

  Christian

  Yesterday was like a dream come true. At this rate, I’m going to need shares in the sex shop. I went out and bought another dildo. I’m sitting at my desk and wondering if she has done as I asked, so far, she has taken to everything, like a duck to water. It’s like there’s a hidden nymphomaniac lurking beneath the surface just waiting to explode and fulfil all her fantasies. I can’t hold on any longer. After coming in nearly every hour yesterday I didn’t think that she would go for it again. I can tell that I’m completely wrong as I see the smile on her face.

  “Isobel,
you there?”

  “Yes, I’m here.”

  “Can you come here? I want to ask you something.”

  “Yes, what is it? Um, you want me to take notes?” she asks with a nervous tone.

  “No, I want to know if you did as I instructed, and did you follow the instructions exactly as I left them?” I ask.

  “Erm, I did, I followed the instructions to the letter.”

  “So, what did you think of your gift?”

  “I love it, it was very enjoyable and a real eye-opening experience,” she seems so excited and I need to know more. How did she feel? Watching her come yesterday had me jerking off just as many times as she was coming.

  “Get the box. I want to check the contents.”

  I watch as her wiggle leaves the office and as she bends over to reach into her bag, her shapely ass facing me. Now I imagine her in that position as I ram my cock into her tight pink pussy.

  She returns to the office with her purse under her arm, she flicks it open and removes the box from inside and hands it to me.

  “Close the door.”

  “Christian do you want me in or out?”

  “In, I want to check you have completed your task properly,”

  She turns and closes the door and faces my desk, I lay the box on the table and remove the dildo. Then I glance at Isobel and can see her eyes sparkle as her mind goes back to her previous task. I hold the dildo to my nose, I can faintly smell her pussy lingering on the dildo.

  FUCK!

  “So, you managed to shove all this inside of you?”

  “It went all the way in, quite a few times. I hope no one heard me.”

  She doesn’t realize how much she’s turning me on right now. Any other woman would have given up, said that she couldn’t come again. Yesterday, every single time she came in here, I expected her to complain. She never did, it was as if she enjoyed it whenever I called her on the intercom. She knew what I wanted from her and I had to go and get her another toy. The idea of watching her again, would lead me into temptation. This way I could know what she did, without having to go to my bathroom and jerk off every time.