He walked to me, staring. He grabbed my head and pushed his lips towards mine. I felt a surge of energy rush through me. So many questions. How did I get here? Why does it feel so good?
He kissed me passionately for what felt like a lifetime, running his hands through my hair, up and down my back. He smelt so good. I always noticed his smell at work. Distinctive, warm.
He scattered kisses all along my jaw, along my neck with the pace gradually increasing. He lifted me onto the kitchen worktop. He spread open my legs and moved his body in between them. His hands were on my thighs and my hands around his neck. I remember the feeling of kissing him, it was so passionate. He was kissing me like he wanted me. He was running his hands up and down my back scratching his nails against my skin sending shivers up my spine. Moving from my thighs, to my back and around my waist, simultaneously. My hands were moving from his neck, through his hair to over his shoulders.
I had pushed on his chest, signalling that I wanted him to move. He broke away from me and I jumped down from the worktop. I undone his belt buckle and unbuttoned his trousers. He always wore the best suits. His fashion sense was impeccable – clean, fresh and sleek.
His trousers fell to his ankles and he turned me around and pulled my blouse over my head. He was touching me all over. I undone my bra and let it fall to the floor.
He pulled his shirt off, we’re stood there in our underwear. He picked me up kissing me and took me to the bedroom. The climbed on top of my body kissing me. He pulled off my underwear and entered me. Wow. He felt so good inside me. He moved slowly and intensely, staring at me as he did.
He would play with rhythms, going slow then speeding up then thrusting deep. I flipped him over so I was on top of him. I pushed him inside of me. He was so hard and it felt so, so good. I moved slow, angling my hips so he felt everything. I moved slowly back and forth I could hear his breathing getting heavier. This lasted a few minutes.
Maybe it was because he was so close I don’t know but he stopped me. He flipped me over and walked over to his wardrobe. He took out one of his ties and attempted to tie my feet together. This was new to me. Very new.
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He told me it would feel good. He tied my feet up so they were side by side. I was sat on the side of the bed when he lifted me up. He took my place sitting down and he asked me to sit on him. He was inside me, my back facing him and my feet tied up. He took hold of my hips and bounced me up and down. He told me he wanted to come with me, together. As he was inside me he was moving my hips whichever way he wanted. I could hear him moan in my ear. His hands were running all over my chest as I grinded my hips on top of him. He would occasionally tug on my hair causing my neck to arch itself into the gap between his face and his shoulder. I loved him, always had. This was the best sex I ever had. Tying up my feet had put my hips in a certain position meaning he could get deeper. He was amazing. He went slow and fast and deep and hard.
We stayed there, in that position until we both came together. Wow.
The next day at work was different, it’s strange when you’re in love with your boss.