Midday Office Relief: The Boss’s Secret Pleasure

So, there I was, on my knees, my boss’s cock in my mouth. The dim lighting of the office cast a warm glow over our bodies, making the scene even more intimate. I could feel his hands on my head, guiding me, controlling me. It’s not like I minded; actually, there’s something thrilling about being used like this. He needed this, and as his good little secretary, I was gonna give it to him. The ring on my finger caught the light, a reminder of the life I had outside these walls. But in this moment, I was just a tool for his pleasure, and I was gonna make sure he got exactly what he needed.

The Power of Submission: Who’s Really in Control?

But, you know, it’s not just about him. There’s a power in submission, a thrill in giving yourself over to someone else’s desires. I can feel his tension, his need, and it’s kind of intoxicating. It’s like I’m the one in control, really. I’m the one deciding how fast, how deep, how much. And he knows it. That’s why he comes to me, why he needs me. It’s a game, a dance, and we both know the steps.

What Does It Take to Satisfy a Boss?

Then, as he reaches his peak, I can feel the release, the satisfaction. It’s a job well done, and I’m the one who did it. I stand up, straighten my skirt, and walk back to my desk. No one else in the office knows, and that’s part of the thrill. It’s our little secret, a moment of intensity in an otherwise mundane day. And as I sit back down, I can’t help but smile, knowing that I’ve given him exactly what he needed to get through the rest of the day.