He Only Took My Hand Last night …
He Only Took My Hand Last night while we were trying to sleep, His voice was all we could hear …
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When I looked up from my desk, I saw him looking at me again. The beginning of a smirk played on the corner of his mouth. Unable to maintain eye contact, I looked away, my face burning.
He was my Boss, and yet what we had talked about recently went well outside the boundries of professionalism. Things he said to me over msn was enough to make my whole body tingle, and to be fair, although I'd protested, it had been weakly. In fact sometimes I outright encouraged him.
We'd been sending these messages back and forth for a while now, innocently enough but we had never physically acted on these impulses. Always it had been stories, fantasies, just words.
Today I'd come to work feeling in a funk, nothing major just miserable weather and lack of sleep. And now I was feeling sure that if my face got any redder, the whole office would
suspect the truth. I stood up and escaped to the ladies room, trying not to be aware of Jake's
eyes watching my every move.
Once inside the quiet safety of the bathroom, I checked my make-up in the mirror. Yup, I still looked ok. Face not too red, thank God. I turned and went into the cubicle, I didnt need to go but I could use a sit down in peace and quiet. I needed to think, Surely what was going on couldn't continue. I shut the door behind me and reached to slid the lock into place when the door was pushed open again.
Jake stood before me for just a moment. His dark hair unruly from the many occaisions he'd run his hand through it when thinking. His eyes blazed and then suddenly he stepped inside, pushing the door behind him.
Shocked I just stood there, not a single coherent thought in my mind.
His hands grabbed my sholders, although not aggressively as he pulled me towards him. His lips touched mine and my legs threatened to give way.
Before I knew it my arms were wrapped around him and I was kissing him back. His mouth was wet soft and warm but his kisses were urgent, his tongue probing to find mine. Like a dance they circled and caressed each other while electricity shot through my body,
Gasoing I pulled away, but his mouth moved down to my neck, and his hand reached down to cup my breast, it was too much, closing my eyes I gave into the pleasure.
His fingers moved softly over my nipple and it sprang to life at his touch, and his other hand slipped across my stomach and deftly slipped inside my jeans.
Oh my God! Eyes open now I looked into his and with a smile on his face he pushed his fingers inside me. Probbing inside me and rubbing the palm of his hand against my clitorus, It was all I could do to cling desperately to him as the pleasure became all too much. I was almost crying when he pulled across my top with his free hand, freeing my breast and bringing his mouth to it.
Taking the nipple into his mouth he sucked hard through the bra and legs shaking and my whole body trembling I cried out. Holdingme up as I shook violently against him he slowly removed his fingers and straightened my top again.
Lifting my face to meet his he kissed me again, softly and sensually, and then he was gone.
Sliding down the cubicle wall, I waited for my body to regain some composure. What the hell had just happened?
Checking the mirror before I left, I figured I looked as normal as I could under the circumstances and realistically no one could possibly guess what had just happened. But, as I sat down in my chair I felt as a fly under a magnifying glass, every inch of my body still trembled betraying me. I lifted my eyes and caught his... and he smiled.
He was my Boss, and yet what we had talked about recently went well outside the boundries of professionalism. Things he said to me over msn was enough to make my whole body tingle, and to be fair, although I'd protested, it had been weakly. In fact sometimes I outright encouraged him.
We'd been sending these messages back and forth for a while now, innocently enough but we had never physically acted on these impulses. Always it had been stories, fantasies, just words.
Today I'd come to work feeling in a funk, nothing major just miserable weather and lack of sleep. And now I was feeling sure that if my face got any redder, the whole office would
suspect the truth. I stood up and escaped to the ladies room, trying not to be aware of Jake's
eyes watching my every move.
Once inside the quiet safety of the bathroom, I checked my make-up in the mirror. Yup, I still looked ok. Face not too red, thank God. I turned and went into the cubicle, I didnt need to go but I could use a sit down in peace and quiet. I needed to think, Surely what was going on couldn't continue. I shut the door behind me and reached to slid the lock into place when the door was pushed open again.
Jake stood before me for just a moment. His dark hair unruly from the many occaisions he'd run his hand through it when thinking. His eyes blazed and then suddenly he stepped inside, pushing the door behind him.
Shocked I just stood there, not a single coherent thought in my mind.
His hands grabbed my sholders, although not aggressively as he pulled me towards him. His lips touched mine and my legs threatened to give way.
Before I knew it my arms were wrapped around him and I was kissing him back. His mouth was wet soft and warm but his kisses were urgent, his tongue probing to find mine. Like a dance they circled and caressed each other while electricity shot through my body,
Gasoing I pulled away, but his mouth moved down to my neck, and his hand reached down to cup my breast, it was too much, closing my eyes I gave into the pleasure.
His fingers moved softly over my nipple and it sprang to life at his touch, and his other hand slipped across my stomach and deftly slipped inside my jeans.
Oh my God! Eyes open now I looked into his and with a smile on his face he pushed his fingers inside me. Probbing inside me and rubbing the palm of his hand against my clitorus, It was all I could do to cling desperately to him as the pleasure became all too much. I was almost crying when he pulled across my top with his free hand, freeing my breast and bringing his mouth to it.
Taking the nipple into his mouth he sucked hard through the bra and legs shaking and my whole body trembling I cried out. Holdingme up as I shook violently against him he slowly removed his fingers and straightened my top again.
Lifting my face to meet his he kissed me again, softly and sensually, and then he was gone.
Sliding down the cubicle wall, I waited for my body to regain some composure. What the hell had just happened?
Checking the mirror before I left, I figured I looked as normal as I could under the circumstances and realistically no one could possibly guess what had just happened. But, as I sat down in my chair I felt as a fly under a magnifying glass, every inch of my body still trembled betraying me. I lifted my eyes and caught his... and he smiled.
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