Only the Stuff I Am Mystified With

My now boss ignored me completely, but never had any complaint about me either. He would send me orders via someone, till the time I started thinking he did not want to give me this job. I amped up working and after a couple of month I was rather good at it. The office administration was too under me and I was managing the office and its resources better. But still no communication with me by my boss.

One weekend I was the last one in the office, the boss was leaving and i was ensuring everything was packed to perfection for the weekend, so Monday would be as smooth, the boss man saw me. He looked at me and kept looking, till I began to feel stressed. He called me to his cabin and told me he did not like me, even though he liked my work, I was good at what I did and I was working well in the office.

I was surprised and almost hurt, I asked him what made him dislike me. He said, he did a favour to me by giving me the job, so that his best friend would be happy. But he got nothing out of it. I protested saying I was a good worker. He told me I was thrash and this was not he work he had in mind for me. I felt humiliated, I did not want to lose this job. He said he kept me because I was sexy, not for work, I was to be his very personal secretary and not just secretary.

I stood there looking shocked and slightly ashamed but also aroused. He said he kept me for the job because of my bombshell body, my submissive streak and that he wanted a play toy. I was genuinely offended by now, I asked him how he could think of such things, he was my husband's friend. He said i should not come from Monday, if I did not do what he asked. I felt like crying, this man was not so nice but the office was filled with good people. I genuinely did not want to lose this job.

Plus losing this job would mean losing face in front of my husband, I did not want that either. In a very low voice I asked him, what he wanted from me. He told me very dirtily, he wanted to fuck me, and he wanted to that harder than my husband, who generally pounded me and I loved it. But boss pounding me would be different, he said i always behaved i was better than him whenever he came around and now he wanted to make me his sex slut. I was losing my calm, I wanted to run away. He said, he would turn me into horny needy slut. By now tears were beginning to run involuntarily.

He told me to go to the very private conference room and wait there and not put light on. I went inside and waited. it was almost 10 minutes past. It was pitch dark, I was almost blind, all of a sudden I felt an arm grab me. I jumped and started screaming, the hand tightened and the other hand travelled inside my trousers, I struggled, he told me to keep quite in an eerie whisper. I complied, he was rubbing his hand over my pussy, Inspite of resisting I was getting turned on.

Wet as I was, he kept going and I kept moaning, he was sort of smiling by now. He kept the rubbing going, till I lost it. He smiled and called me sex crazed slut, sweating and bothered, I answered I was not quite hotly. He told me he knew I was a good fuck from the way my husband talked about me. He would fuck me out of my mind. He turned the lights on and picked me up and took me to his office and told me to strip my clothes, he helped me of course and pressed his thumb on my pussy as I lay down and he kept teasing me and eyeing my breasts. I knew he was going to take his time.