Office Sex With My Boss’s Husband – Sophie’s Scandal Part 1

I absolutely love office sex! The thrill of potentially getting caught mixed with fraternizing with someone I shouldn’t. What’s not to love? Well, I want to tell you all about the encounter I had. It wasn’t something as cliche as sleeping with my boss for a promotion. No, it was a little more scandalous than that!

It was pretty late on a Thursday night. I was called into my boss’s office. She was pretty irritated with me because I mislabeled some files that were important to one of her clients. I mumbled an apology and something about it not happening again. It wasn’t the first time I’d been in trouble with the boss lady and it certainly wasn’t going to be the last. She yelled and complained and yelled some more before sending me on my way.

As I left, I saw a really handsome grey fox going into her office. Maybe that was the client she was talking about. My cheeks turned red as I thought about how badly I’d fucked up. This guy’s life could be ruined forever because of one silly mistake.

I sat at my desk trying to figure out a way to fix my epic fuck-up when I saw my boss leaving. That was weird because the guy was still in her office. I never saw him leave.

So, I took a deep breath and walked right back into the boss lady’s evil lair so I could apologize to him directly.

When I opened the door, I found him casually leaning against her desk.

“What can I do for you?” He asked in a casual tone.

I found myself playing with my hair and looking shyly down at the floor. “Well, I don’t know what she’s told you about me, but I promise I’ll make it up to you somehow.”

A peek up at him showed me the look of confusion plastered all over his face. His gaze fell from my face down my hair to my hands twisting the strands between my fingers to the space between my forearms. My button-down blouse wasn’t low cut, but the faintest amount of cleavage could be seen since two of the buttons were undone. Well, what little there was to be seen because let’s face it, I have a small chest.

I twitched a shy smile up at him. So, I just figured out how I was going to make it up to him. “How long until Boss Lady gets back?”

He seemed to find it amusing that I called her Boss Lady. His smile reached his eyes and his eyes stayed focused on my tiny, perky tits. As I peeked up at him through my eyelashes, my nipples got hard. I was wearing a bra of thin material so between that and my white shirt, my nipples were on display.

“She’s out to lunch,” he said hesitantly.

“So, she went to lunch and just left you here? That’s pretty rude.”

He chuckled softly and I took a few steps forward.

The heels of my peep-toe pumps clicked faintly against the plushly carpeted office floor. I tipped my head up a little more so that I could get a better look at him. My smile got a little wider as I felt a little braver.

I reached out and grabbed his hand. It seemed so much bigger than mine. Leaning in a little closer, I placed it over my small breast. His hand completely covered it. He squeezed gently and I wasn’t sure if it was intentional or a reflex.

“I’d say we have about 40 minutes,” he said as he gently pinched my nipples between his fingers.

 

Can’t wait for Part 2 of my office sex blog on Friday? Check out my audio blog version with more dirty details and a tickler for a future story. If you’d like to read more naughty action, go to check out my Lesbian Laundromat Surprise.

 
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