Sex with my employee

In an office filled with attraction's pull,
A connection formed, electrifying and full.
He worked for you, his charm shone bright,
But you knew the line, you wouldn't cross, not quite.

A smile on his lips, a glint in his eyes,
Leaving you defenseless, mesmerized.
His presence, a temptation to devour,
But you kept him as a mere object with power.

As the meeting gets over, He walks past
Whispered words lingered, causing a start
‘I’m going to bend you over your desk and fuck you until you scream my name.’
Did he really say that? Did it come from his heart?

A smug smile upon his beautiful face,
Your cheeks flushed red, feeling out of place.
suddenly very aware of how he’s watching your every move.
and how your dress clings to your ass

Walking to the front, feeling his gaze,
Aware of your dress, and his eyes' constant blaze.
As everyone left, you sat at your desk,
Trying to work, but his cocky smile caused unrest.

Your hand wandering, straying from the task,
Fingers brushing your thigh, daring to ask.
With a quick glance around the empty space,
You let your fingers wander, picking up the pace.

Surprised by the wetness, you couldn't deny,
Closing your eyes, lost in desire's sky.
Imagining his touch, his deep green eyes,
Your body yearning, your passion's rise.

Fingers tracing circles, slow and deep,
Remembering his words, making your heart leap.
Flesh against flesh, a fantasy to fulfill,
The thought of him taking you against your will.

Suddenly, he appeared, standing at your door,
Leaning casually, wanting you more.
You snapped, adjusting your dress, feeling disgrace,
Fantasies are fine, but this is the wrong place.

Ignoring boundaries, he entered your space,
Confessing his desire, his words leaving a trace.
‘I can’t take my eyes off you, trying to concentrate all day
but all I can think about is how you taste.'

"I am your boss, this is inappropriate,"
"You can get into serious trouble, if i report"
You try to resist, but your desire's strong,
Whispering "but I want you too", admitting you were wrong.

He stands towering over you, his eyes ablaze,
Pulling you forward, a passionate haze.
His lips meet yours, passionately claiming,
Kissing him back, your resistance waning.

He lifts you onto the edge of your desk,
Pressing against you, strong and statuesque.
Your heart racing, his touch so intense,
Desire taking over, no longer sitting on defense.

Your dress bunches as you rest your feet,
Sitting on the edge, your passion's heat.
He sees the dark patch, his approval clear,
"You're wet," he whispers, removing your fear.

You confess it's for him, feeling your face burn,
He knows the truth, the desire you yearn.
Tugging aside your underwear, he descends,
His breath warm, his touch a godsend.

Lips and tongue explore, bringing pleasure's tide,
Responding to your sounds, your movements so wide.
You let him lead, finding pleasure's peak,
His rhythm like waves along a coast's twist and streak.

The desire rising, your nails digging deep,
Pulling him closer, feeling your body seep.
He rises, his mouth tasting arousal's desire,
An image of him fucking you, ignites your inner fire.

Positioned on your hands, bent over the desk,
Office supplies scatter, creating a mess.
He enters you, a wave of complete bliss,
A perfect fit, every curve bringing pure bliss.

Not the biggest, but fills you so,
Your essence spills, boundaries beginning to blow.
With each thrust, you split a little bit,
Releasing the essence of you, unafraid to submit.

‘Fuck,’ you gasp. ‘Fuck.’
‘Should I stop, boss?’ he grunts, with a tease.
‘Fuck no,’ you whimper. ‘Harder. Please.’

Words of pleasure escape, begging for more,
The power building, pleasure waiting at your core.
With a burst of brightness, the release comes fast,
A scream of ecstasy, a moment that will last.

"Cum inside me," you plead, out of breath,
He crashes against you, erasing the rest.
His release fills you, his cock's final thrust,
Leaving you satisfied, in each other's lust