My New Boss Ch. 08

This had easily been the longest day of my life. So much had happened. It started with a mild flirtation with my new boss, and ended with me pinned underneath him, sucking his cum off of his fingers. I laughed as I stepped out of the shower. I dried off quickly, leaving my hair damp. I brushed my teeth, then headed to bed.

My bed was a disaster. It was a beautiful disaster, though. I pushed my mattress back into place, straightened out my sheets and fell into my pillows. I probably should have put clean sheets on, but they still smelled like Paul and it was comforting. I expected to fall asleep as soon as my head hit the pillow, but instead, I tossed and turned. I wished that he could have stayed. I'd had some great sex in my life, but sex with Paul was something different.

I thought about the way his facial hair scratched my skin softly. About the way his thick lips felt as he sucked on my clit. How his hair felt in between my fingers as he licked my breasts...

Before I knew it, I had my right hand in between my thighs, rubbing frantically against my clit. I could feel my breasts bouncing against my chest as I worked my pussy into yet another orgasm. Just as soon as my orgasm was upon me, shaking my thighs and pulsing my muscles deep inside of me, it was gone. I laid there, exhausted and frustrated.

My orgasms had been so much more intense with him.

I rolled onto my side with every intention of getting up to clean off again, but instead I finally fell into a deep sleep. Not surprisingly, I had dreams about Paul, and paper-covered desks and of making love to him, wrapped in my white sheets.

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*BUZZZZZZ*

I groaned as I reached over and smacked my clock. It was 7am. I had to be at work in an hour. I walked to the bathroom and glanced in the mirror. There were a couple of small bite marks on my chest and my hair was thick and wavy from having slept on it damp after my shower a few hours earlier. It looked wild and sexy, so I just tamed it a little and left it down. I took a quick shower, washing off, then heading to my closet to get dressed.

I'd never put much thought into my work wardrobe before. I always dressed conservatively when Mr. Howard was my boss, but now I wanted to wear something that Paul would enjoy.

I decided on a short navy blue dress. It was tight and wrapped closed around my waist. I couldn't help but think to myself how with one firm tug of the wrap, that my whole dress would come open in front of him. I knew that today was a busy day for him, so I didn't expect there to be much action, but I couldn't help but let my mind wander there. You never know when the opportunity might present itself, so I pulled the dress out and laid it on my bed. I went to my drawer and decided on a pale pink lace bra and a matching set of panties. Both were thin and flimsy, but very sexy.

I got dressed and put on a pair of heels. I walked to my mirror and put on a little makeup. Nothing heavy, but a little mascara...a little lipstick. Enough to make myself look polished and rested. I fluffed my hair, sprayed a little perfume on my neck and headed for the door. I grabbed my phone, Paul's appointment book and my purse and was out the door by 7:40.

It was a beautiful Seattle morning, so I decided to walk the short distance to the office as I usually did. I made it to work by 7:55 and jogged to catch the elevator before the doors closed.

"Hold the door, please!" I hollered.

I saw a man's hand stop the door and as I stepped in, I saw Darrin. The last time I saw him was the night before at Chuckie's when he was buying everyone, including myself, shots of tequila. I couldn't believe he was at work already.

"Hey, Darrin. Thanks! I'm surprised to see you here this early. You guys were in sorry shape when I left the bar last night." I laughed.

Darrin groaned. "No kidding. I feel like shit. I'm only here this early because I have leave for an appointment before coming back for the staff meeting tonight."

"Ahh. Well, maybe all employee birthday parties should be held on the weekends from now on."

"Probably. I'll be shocked if Sharon even shows up today. She was passed out over the bar when I left. Hey...why did you run off last night? Everyone was having fun. You should have stayed."

I shifted. Obviously, I couldn't tell him that I was pinned against a wall, letting our new boss suck on my nipples, then spank me and cum in me and on me. I smiled at Darrin and lied.

"Oh...I'm not much of a night person, I guess. A couple beers and a shot and I'm done." I smiled.

The elevator doors opened and we stepped out onto our floor. We headed for our desks. I reached mine first and Darrin leaned against the wall beside it.

"Hey, a bunch of us usually go to Chuckie's on Friday nights after work. If you ever want to come with us, that would be cool. It was nice getting to hang out with you for a little while last night." he said with a grin.

Darrin was flirting. I could feel it. He was always a really nice guy, I just never really thought of him as anything other than a coworker. Besides, my mind and my pussy were preoccupied with our new boss. I smiled.

"Yeah, it was nice getting to relax a little. Friday nights sound fun. Maybe I'll be able to stop by sometime."

"I hope so." he smiled and walked to his desk. There were only a couple other people here this early, so everything was still and quiet. I saw Darrin sit down at his desk and get started for the day. I shrugged off Darrin's flirtation and got busy. I needed to prepare the meeting packets for everyone. I emailed Paul with a checklist of topics that he wanted to cover.

Brooke Kelley

Subject: Staff meeting topics (8:16am)

Attachment (1)

Good morning, Mr. Taylor.

Please review the following topics for the staff meeting tonight.

If there is anything that I forgot to add, please let me know. I

need to get the packets printed up and approved by you as soon

as possible.

Brooke

I hit send. I smiled to myself, proud that I was able to remain professional, even if only through email. Being professional while he was in the office was an entirely different story.

I started printing off inserts when my phone buzzed. I had a text. My stomach dropped. There was only one person that would likely be texting me this early in the morning. I opened my messages. Sure enough, it was from Paul.

Paul Taylor: Good morning to you, beautiful. I figured it would be best to send this to you on your phone, rather than your work computer. Just in case. I couldn't sleep last night because I kept replaying our day in my head. I thought about you until I finally fell asleep a couple hours before my alarm went off. I'm sitting in this boring breakfast meeting, trying to focus, but I can't. I'm trying to figure out a way to get my dick into you this morning. Any ideas?

My heart was pounding. I heard my computer buzz, alerting me to a new email. It, too, was from Paul.

Paul Taylor

Subject: (re)Staff meeting topics (8:24am)

Attachment (1)

The above attachment is fine. No additions needed.

Thank you.

Paul

I laughed. So professional in email, so naughty in text. He always kept me on my toes. At least he was keeping his promise and being careful. Neither of us needed problems at work. He said I could trust him and I knew that I could.

I reread his text. I thought desperately of a way for us to find a little privacy this morning. I had an idea. I pulled out my phone and replied.

Brooke Kelley: I was up all night, too. I haven't been able to stop thinking about you. I have an idea. Let me know if you think it will work or not: The majority of people here are hung-over from Sharon's party and are barely paying attention. They know that we are both busy today, preparing for your first staff meeting. It won't be odd for either of us to be away from our desks. There is a copy room the floor below us, it's where I go if I need to make several copies. There is a storage room in the back. No one ever uses the downstairs copy room, let alone goes in the storage room. I can meet you there?

I sent the message, my heart pounding. I hoped that he'd agree to it. Sex during office hours was certainly risky, but both of us were desperate for each other. I needed to feel him against me and inside of me. I knew by his text that he felt the same. My phone buzzed, just seconds later.

Paul Taylor: I'll be there in about an hour. I'll text you when I'm on my way. Be in the storage room, panties off when I get there.

It took everything I had not to jump from excitement. I could feel my pussy getting slicker by the minute. I took a deep breath and tried to focus. I looked at the clock. 8:35am. I sighed and tried to get a little work done before Paul got to the office. I printed off papers and got them ready to make copies. I pulled out Paul's appointment book, and made notes for the week. I sent out emails to the staff about the meeting tonight. As I was trying to distract myself, I was watching everyone file into work for the morning. Everyone looked rough. I giggled at each of them as they filed past my desk, most of them clutching a huge cup of coffee. Sharon walked in and just shook her head as she walked past my desk. I motioned for her to come to my desk. I pulled a couple aspirin out of my drawer and handed them to her with a smile. She nodded at me and headed to her desk. I just laughed.

Finally, after what felt like an eternity, my phone buzzed again.

Paul Taylor: Leaving my meeting. I'll be at the office in 10 minutes. I'll head straight for you before going upstairs.

Brooke Kelley: Leaving my desk now. See you in a few.

Paul Taylor: Can't wait to get my hands on you...

I felt a huge knot form in my stomach. Office sex. During office hours. I couldn't believe that I was about to do this. I knew that Paul wouldn't have agreed to it if he thought something would happen, but I couldn't help but be anxious. I looked around. Everyone was busy getting their mornings started. Nothing seemed out of the ordinary. I gathered my papers and headed for the stairwell. I passed Theresa.

"Morning, Brooke!" she said cheerfully.

"Morning. You look well. Everyone else looks like death." I laughed.

"Yeah, I feel better than I should. Where are you headed?"

I tried to hide my panic. I was hoping that no one would even realize that I was gone. So, I lied.

"Oh, I'm running some papers up to HR. Then, I've got to get your packets ready for the meeting." I hated to lie, but I couldn't risk Theresa being suspicious. She always needed to know gossip, and if Theresa suspected something, the entire office would know.

She didn't think twice about my response.

"Gotcha. I've got to go. I'm swamped. I'll talk to you later, Brooke." She put her hand on my shoulder. "Cute dress, by the way." she smiled and walked away.

I let out a shaky breath and pushed the door open to the stairs. I walked down one floor and made my way to the copy room. I walked in and made sure no one was inside. I sat my papers down on the copier and headed to the storage room. I stepped in and walked around the rows of shelves, filled with extra paper, ink, and supplies. I remembered suddenly that Paul had told me to take my panties off, so I wiggled out of them, picked them up off of the floor and waited. Sure enough, about 2 minutes later, I heard the copy room door open and close softly. I stepped out from behind a shelf just as Paul entered the storage room. He smiled at me and walked to where I stood in the back.

My heart and my pussy were pulsing simultaneously. He looked incredible. He had on tight, dark gray dress pants, a white dress shirt with his cuffs rolled up to his elbows and a slim black tie. I sucked in a deep breath when I saw him.

"God, Brooke. Do you always look so fucking sexy?" he asked as he nuzzled against my neck, his hands wrapping gently around my jaw and throat. My head fell back and I closed my eyes. I moaned quietly.

"Are you sure this is a good idea, Mr. Taylor?" I whispered.

"Yes. It's a great idea." he said against my throat. I scratch my nails up his back and combed my fingers through his hair. He pulled away from me. I opened my eyes and looked at him.

"I told you to have your panties off. Did you do as you were told?" he asked, his voice dark and deep.

I smiled and held up my little pink lace thong. He grinned and threw it on the floor. He went back to kissing my neck. I held onto his biceps, feeling his muscles flex and relax as he slowly lifted my dress up my legs. I wiggled my hips as he picked it up. My pussy slowly came into view. Paul leaned down and kissed my mouth passionately as his fingers rubbed my wet slit slowly. I groaned into his mouth.

"Put your leg up on the shelf behind me." he ordered.

I obeyed, stretching my leg out behind him, propping my high heel up onto a shelf. Paul dropped down to his knees and put his mouth against my wet pussy. He wasted no time, taking long, deliberate licks against my slit. I felt his tongue dig deeper into my folds, burying his face into me. His hands reached up and pulled my lips apart, exposing my clit. He wrapped his mouth around it and flicked his tongue against it forcefully. I grabbed the back of his head.

"Oh fuck!" I breathed heavily. "Oh my God. Ohhhh.."

"Come on, Brooke. Cum for me." he moaned quietly as he pushed a long finger inside of me.

"Ohhhh. Yeah. Yeah...mmmm!"

My chest start rising and falling heavily. Paul returned his mouth to my clit and sucked hard as his finger pushed deeper into me, searching for my G-spot. He quickly found it and my legs started to shake violently. I braced my hands on his shoulders and bit my lip hard, trying to avoid screaming out in pleasure as my climax hit me. My pussy contracted around his finger. I groaned loudly and held his head against my pussy until the waves of pleasure passed. With a few soft licks, he pulled away from me and stood up. He a huge smile on his face.

"I've been wanting to do that all morning." he said, pulling the thick wrap on my dress loose. My dress fell open. My nipples were hard and pushing against the delicate fabric of my bra. Paul hummed softly and licked my nipples through the lace. My back arched. He pushed my shoulders against the shelf behind me as he pressed his pelvis into me. I could feel his heavy erection. It was straining against his clothes, desperate to be freed. He reached down and unfastened his pants, letting them slide down his legs. He let go of my shoulders and pushed his boxer briefs down to the floor. I looked down at his thick cock. It was red and angry. It jumped with the rhythm of his pulse. I looked up at Paul. He had a look of pure lust on his face.

He grabbed my leg behind my left knee and wrapped it around his waist. I hooked my right arm around his neck and lined my pussy up with his dick. I stared into his eyes as he pushed the head between my wet lips and pushed urgently into me. He grunted loudly, his face strained. I moaned and kissed him deeply.

He reached down and grabbed my ass with both hands, pulling me up and wrapping both legs around his waist. He pushed me against the shelf, holding me against it as he started pumping into me furiously. He started moaning into my ear.

"Uhhh! Shit, Brooke. I love fucking you." he moaned breathlessly. He picked up the pace. My ass was hitting the shelf over and over. He tightened his grip on me. I could feel his muscles clenching. He was getting close. I squeezed my muscles around his thick shaft. It set him off.

"Oh, fuuuuck!" He groaned loudly into my ear. I felt the warmth of his cum spread into my quivering pussy. I grabbed his face with both of my hands and kissed him again, digging my tongue into his mouth as he shot his cum into me. His tongue rubbed against mine. Our breathing was heavy. I pulled back and kissed him softly. He slipped his cock out of me, and lowered me to the floor.

He put his hand against the shelf behind me and looked at the floor. He exhaled heavily.

"Wow." he said. "I needed that."

"Me too, Sir. I wouldn't have lasted all day." I laughed. He laughed and kissed the top of my head. Paul stepped back and pulled up his pants, fastening his belt. He reached down and grabbed my panties. He kneeled and helped me step into them, sliding them slowly up my legs, adjusting them around my hips. He stood up.

"We need to get out of here. You stay and make your copies. I'll take the elevator up and get to work. No one will know." he said with a smile. I nodded. He reached around and grabbed the wrap of my dress. He stopped to kiss my breasts again before tying it tightly around me.

"You're amazing, Brooke." he smiled, straightening his tie. "I'll see you upstairs." He winked and walked out of the room.

I exhaled heavily once I heard the copy room door close behind him. I leaned my head back against the shelf and closed my eyes. I felt a small stream of cum slip out of my pussy, into my thong. I'd have to get to the bathroom to clean up. I adjusted my dress, and walked back into the copy room. I collected myself and grabbed my papers to make copies for tonight's meeting.

Once everything was finished, I stacked the papers and headed back upstairs. I entered the office and walked to my desk. As I passed Paul's office, I glanced in. He was standing behind his chair with one hand on his hip. He was clearly busy, but we made brief eye contact as I walked by. He smiled and winked. I smiled and continued to my desk.

Today was shaping up to be as interesting as yesterday. I shook my head, not believing that was even possible.