Keyboards and Kink
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Jenny saw the note in front of the computer screen long before she reached her cubicle.
Shit.
She’d been caught. She tore the paper away from the screen and went cold from head to toe. She thought she’d switched to her screensaver when she’d gone to get her hotdog but obviously that wasn’t the case.
Jenny sat down and threw the box containing the nuked hotdog on her desk. The note was from the head guy, the CEO. She’d seen the employee handbook. She knew the rules. No using company time or equipment for outside pursuits.
Now she was going to lose both jobs. Maybe she could sweet-talk him into looking the other way.
She ran her hands through her hair. She hadn’t seen him…well, not face-to-face, since he’d interviewed her last year. She almost hadn’t gotten the job because she’d been so tongue-tied. Not that she was a nervous interviewee but she hadn’t expected him to be so gorgeous. Six feet plus, broad shoulders, dark hair with a bit of a wave to it. During her entire interview she’d had an image of running her fingers through it as he kissed her. And those eyes. He’d looked straight at her every time he’d asked her a question. Dark green with touches of hazel. Mesmerizing and they’d held her spellbound.
She jumped when her phone rang.
Who knew she was here working late besides the janitor and…
She picked it up.
“Hello.”
“Ms. Rasley?”
She swallowed twice in quick succession.
It’s him.
“Yes.”
“Did you get my note? Obviously you did because you’re back at your desk.”
“Yes, and yes, I was just about to head up to your office.”
“Good, I’ll be waiting.”
Jenny looked at her plant, the mug housing her pens, and the award for employee of the month. Maybe she should take them with her because she’d be fired and he might not let her come back to her desk. No, surely he’d let her get her things. She turned off the computer. Sexy Beast would have to find some other girl to chat to tonight. She stood and grabbed her raincoat and put it on before slinging her purse over her shoulder.
She nodded to the janitor again as she tiptoed over the wet floor to reach the elevator.
Her stomach churned as she watched the floors flash by. Jobs were hard to come by these days, and who was to say if she’d find another one she liked as much as this one. She’d do anything to keep it. She’d made up her mind that whatever he asked her to do to make up for this failure to follow the rules she’d do rather than be fired.
Jenny stepped out of the elevator.
That was it.
Sexual favors. No man could resist them.
He obviously thought she was some type of naughty lady who lured men into chat rooms on the Internet. She’d offer him the chance for her to do anything he wanted.
She glanced at herself in the mirror in the hallway that led to his office. It wouldn’t be too bad. After all, he was handsome and she’d had a crush on him since they met. Plus, she’d heard rumors circulating around the company that he liked the ladies and the ladies liked him. Plus, he knew how to please them.
Jenny pushed a strand of hair away from her eyes. She hadn’t had sex in months so maybe it would be win-win all around.
She walked to his door and knocked on it.
“Come in.”
She smacked her lips together before opening it and heading inside.
It was the first time she’d seen him up close since the company Christmas party four months ago. He seemed to get better looking every time she saw him. As usual he wore navy blue pants, a white shirt and a dark blue tie.
“Come in and shut the door,” he said.
Jenny did and hovered by it.
“Pull up a chair.”
She sat directly in front of him and crossed her legs, causing her raincoat to part, putting her knees and lower thighs on full display. He didn’t take his eyes off them.
Oh yeah, he’ll be putty in my hands.
“Mr. Corbett. You wanted to see me.”
“What, oh yes. I happened to walk by your desk and noticed your screen.” He was still looking at her legs.
“I’m sorry. I know I shouldn’t have been doing that sort of thing at work.”
“You know the rules.”
“I’ve got no excuse, really I don’t, and I can assure you it won’t happen ever again.”
That’s it, plead your case and if that doesn’t work, you have plan B.
“It’s not as simple as that. If I make an exception for you then I have to do it for everyone and we’d have total chaos at Corbett Enterprises.”
Jenny stood and walked around the front of his desk and leaned her butt up against its edge.
“I can give you a free night of my services if you look the other way.”
She eased herself up on his desk and crossed her legs. Hoping he’d see what he’d be missing if he said no.
“Ms. Rasley…”
“Yes.”
She pulled on his tie, bringing his face close to hers. Luckily she hadn’t eaten any of the hotdog and didn’t smell like garlic and onions.
He closed his eyes, their mouths now mere inches from one another.
“Please, Mr. Corbett,” she said.
He didn’t say anything but then she kissed him.
Jenny expected him to pull away and shout for her to get her butt out of his office and that she was more than fired, but instead he opened his mouth to hers and they seemed to melt together. Just like in her fantasy, she ran her fingers through the little waves in his hair.
The real thing was so much better than the scene that had played in her head over and over again.
She finally pulled away and looked him in those beautiful greenish eyes.
“You really want to do this?” he asked.
Jenny ran her finger along his jawline. “I really do.”
It was true. Even if losing her job didn’t factor into it, she wanted the two of them to fool around and have some fun.
He closed his eyes and Jenny could see he’d taken a deep breath.
“Everything has to be by my rules.”
“Absolutely, you’re the client tonight.”
“And you realize I’ll have to give you some punishment for breaking company rules?”
She nodded, wondering just what that would be and if it would be fun.
Jenny scooted back on his desk and crossed her legs again.
Ian used his index finger and made circles around her kneecap. A small and insignificant movement but Jenny couldn’t believe how erotic it felt. Must be his fingers.
“Are you wearing stockings instead of pantyhose?” he asked.
She guessed he’d spotted the tops of the stockings peeking out under the hem of her dress.
“Yes.”
“Part of the job?”
If only he knew the truth. She’d put her finger through the only pair of pantyhose she had left in the drawer so the stockings were her last resort besides coming to work bare legged.
“Clients like them.”
“I’m sure they do,” he said.
“How about you?”
“They’ve always been my favorites. Pantyhose just don’t do it for me.”
He pushed his hand up under her dress and ran his fingers underneath their lace tops.
“They don’t have straps,” he said.
“The elastic holds them up. Are you disappointed?”
He shook his head. “Not at all. Just more to get in my way.”
“So where do you want to start?”
“I think you should take off your dress but put the raincoat back on for me. I really like it on you.”
Jenny stood and slipped it off. She didn’t take her eyes off him as she set it down on his desk. He put his elbow on the arm of the chair and rested his chin on his fingers and palm as she slowly, and trying to be as tantalizing as she could, tugged on the belt of her dress until part of
it fell open. It was a wrap around style so she needed to pull out the other half of the belt from the slit in the waistband. When she did so both sides of the dress suddenly parted.
He swallowed twice in quick succession. Jenny had seen the distinct movement of his Adam’s apple bobbing up and down two times.
Without either of them saying anything she let the dress fall to the floor. He didn’t watch it but instead kept his eyes on her as she lifted the raincoat off his desk, put it back on, and secured the belt by tying it at the front.
Silence filled the air again. Jenny walked behind his chair, leaned over and ran both hands down the front of his shirt and closed her eyes.
This was no longer a game, at least not for her. This was what she wanted to do to him all along. Seduce and make love to him. Jenny began unbuttoning his shirt. She opened it up to the middle of his belly and eased her hands inside. The hair on his chest and belly tickled her palms. She would have guessed he’d be smooth skinned so it was somewhat of a surprise.
Ian leaned his head onto the back of the chair and she was sure she heard a moan escape from his lips. She glanced across the desk to the chair she’d sat in almost a year ago to the day when he’d interviewed her for a position in the marketing department.
All this time she’d suppressed the knowledge that she’d been instantly turned on by his looks and charisma when she’d met him on that late April day. Since being hired she’d often seen him standing in the window of his office sipping from a mug and looking out on the parking lot when she’d arrived for work. A couple of times she’d considered waving to him, but didn’t have the nerve. After all, he was the boss. She was the employee.
She scooted around to the front of his chair.
He patted the desktop, indicating for her to sit on it.
Jenny did and the raincoat hem fell to either side of her legs, showing the thigh highs again.
“You have beautiful legs,” he said. He ran his hands up each one and she shivered and took a deep breath.
He stood and kissed her as his hand worked its way underneath the coat and up onto her belly. He ran his index and middle fingers around the edging at the top as both their tongues met and their kiss got more urgent. He obviously was growing impatient and tugged at her panties.
They pulled away, looking at one another as she helped him ease them over her thighs and down her legs. He sat back in his chair. Jenny raised both legs and he freed the panties from her ankles and tossed them over his back.
She almost wanted to laugh thinking about her boss doing that to her underwear.
He leaned forward and pushed the sides of the coat apart and ran his hands over her thigh highs and up to her mound where his fingers got lost in her pubic hair.
Ian spread her legs and the coolness of the room hit her folds and felt good.
“I want to see you come just like the man on the other end of the computer requested.”
That comment jerked her out of her dreamlike state.
She’d never done that in front of anyone before. She didn’t know if she could. Maybe she should call this whole thing off and own up to being a pure amateur.
“Please,” he said, running his fingers over the lace tops of the thigh highs.
Jenny swallowed. She’d always been the type of gal who tried anything at least once.
“Do you stand up to do it or do you like lying down?”
Another question that threw her. Usually she was in the shower. Well, sometimes in the bed too if she got really horny.
“How about I stand and turn my back to you and you can guess what I’m doing?” she said.
“I’d rather see everything.”
She took a deep breath.
She slid off his desk and stood in front of him as he tugged at belt of the raincoat.
“I think maybe you should take this off now.”
Jenny pushed it down over her shoulders and let it fall to the ground. She should have felt self-conscious about suddenly being in front of the boss in just thigh highs and her bra, but for some reason didn’t.
She pushed her hand down her belly, letting it slide over her mound. With her index finger, she eased through her curls and onto her clit. It throbbed and pulsed. Not at the thought of her touching it, bringing about her own orgasm, but what might come later. Ian touching it. Ian’s cock sliding deep within her.
Could he see the delight on her face as she imagined that scenario?
Jenny pushed her finger across her clit and back again, watching for any indication that Ian was enjoying the show. He had his head rested on his fingers and palm again and wasn’t taking his eyes off the space between her legs.
For some reason, maybe because this was just for a man she found so irresistible, her climax gained momentum faster than normal. She took a deep breath, almost anticipating the embarrassment she knew she’d feel when she came. She was a screamer, always had been.
But then he did the unspeakable. As she squeezed her ass cheeks together to push herself over the edge, he snatched her hand away.
“Punishment number one,” he said.
Her mouth was still open, ready for a one-liner comeback to tell him just what she thought of him, when he stood and kissed her and eased her butt back down on the edge of his desk. He pulled away and sat before moving his chair closer to her.
She wanted to come so badly that she considered slapping him.
He pushed her thighs apart and put his thumb on her clit, moving it around in a circular motion.
“If anyone’s going to make you come, it’s me, okay.”
Jenny leaned back, resting her palms on his desk as he went to work on her.
She pushed her ass up a little so her clit pressed onto his hand with more urgency as he picked up speed. It was like she had a heartbeat in her clit now and it was throbbing double-time. She wrapped her fingers around the edge of his desk, sure her knuckles were turning white as she braced herself for the inevitable. Her legs shook, electricity shot up her thighs, and then, oh man, dear god, he gave her an off the charts orgasm.
Jenny sat up and looked at him. He’d withdrawn his hand from her folds and they glistened with proof of the excitement he’d brought to her body. Now she could feel her heartbeat hammering around in her head.
“Good?” he asked.
“Fantastic.”
“Take off your bra for me.”
She was putty in his hands. Anything he asked her to do, she would.
Like a faithful servant she reached behind her back and unclasped the bra. He slipped it off her shoulders and pulled it from her chest. Ian flung it across the room and she tried not to laugh when she saw it land on his trophy from the chamber of commerce for employer of the year.
If they only knew what he does for his employees he’d get more than a trophy.
“And just what are you grinning about?” he asked.
Had she been that obvious?
“I’m still happy about my orgasm.”
“Easy to please, are you?”
“On the contrary.”
He reached up with both hands and pulled at her nipples before covering her breasts with his hands. Jenny put hers on top of his and held them there as he slowly massaged her boobs, bringing a heat that pooled into her pussy.
She reached out and was about to pull down the fly on his pants when he slapped her hands away.
“Guess you want sex,” he said.
“I was thinking that would be nice. I mean, after you’ve got me all hot and bothered.”
“You can have it but you can’t see my cock…well, just yet. I want you to feel and enjoy it but use your imagination about what it looks like, how big it is, and its length.”
It sounded intriguing.
“Remember, I make the rules,” he said, taking off his tie and holding it in his hands. “Get up and turn around.”
Jenny looked at him as she slid her butt off his desk and turned her back to him, anticipating what would come next.
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br /> He flicked the tie on her ass cheeks a couple of times. A man had never done that to her before and she was surprised how much she enjoyed it.
“Lean over and hold onto the desk.”
She did, sticking her butt in the air as he wrapped the tie around her eyes and secured it.
“Spread your legs for me.”
Jenny licked her lips as she did as he asked. She couldn’t see a thing now, and once again was shocked at just how much she was enjoying this whole charade.
She was taken by surprise when his fingers began tracing her folds.
“Someone is a very wet girl down here.”
His voice and hot breath were close to her left ear. She had another surprise when his finger slipped inside her pussy and began pumping it.
“Tell me when you’re close to coming, will you?”
She’d be more than happy to, but what was he planning to do when she told him?
Ian finger fucked her harder, faster until she almost couldn’t take it anymore. Could something be too pleasurable?
“Okay, I’m nearly there.” She was barely able to get the words out of her mouth.
And suddenly he withdrew his finger.
She banged the desk.
“Punishment number two,” he whispered close to her ear. “You want my cock inside you?”
“You going to tease me with it?”
He didn’t respond but the next thing she heard was the sound of his fly unzipping and what sounded like a foil package being torn open.
And then…she wasn’t quite prepared for what came next. His cock, a big one judging by the way it stretched her, slid deep into her pussy.
Jenny expected him to start pounding away at her but instead he did nothing.
She decided to take control and slid her ass toward him, setting up friction that felt good.
Next thing she knew he held her still, preventing her from moving an inch.
“Punishment number three.” His breath tickled the skin on her right ear this time. “Have you learned your lesson about using the computer on company time?”
“Most definitely,” she said.
“Good, now you can get a reward.”
He thrust deep and hard. In fact, with so much gusto, Jenny had to lean over some more so she could grab the edge of the desk. She imagined what they looked like. Her in just thigh highs, blindfolded, pushed over the boss’ desk. Him with his fly open, cock deep inside her.