A Desperate Divorcee Saves Her Job - Sex Stories

A Desperate Divorcee Saves Her Job

The eerie glow from the hands of my watch confirmed what I already knew, I was far too early. Nerves, fear, excitement or maybe all three, had kept me awake for most of the night until finally I'd admitted defeat and dragged myself out of bed. I'd even tried and failed to give myself the orgasm that I needed so desperately and that would have sent me into a deep satisfying sleep, this wasn't the morning to feel as horny as I did. It's part of my make-up to assume that everything that can go wrong will go wrong, especially on mornings like this when I was starting a new job. It didn't matter that I was just a temp, I really needed this job at least until my bastard of an ex-husband started making the alimony payments and that could be a long time, if ever. Inevitably of course, every part of my journey had been perfect as it always is when you allow plenty of time, and here I was standing in front of a small office with no idea what I was going to do while I waited for the first person to arrive. I tried the main door more in hope than expectation and was both surprised and relieved to find that it was open, it looked like I wasn't the first one in after all. The offices were quiet but in the dull grey morning light I could make out the glow of what appeared to be a computer screen. I guessed it would guide me to whoever was the other early bird. Even from behind, I recognised the silhouette of Mike the owner, he had interviewed me for the job of replacing his PA who was on ...

... maternity leave. I hadn't been totally happy with the way he seemed to be stripping me with his eyes that day, but when the offer to start immediately came through I was in no position to refuse. I rationalised his lecherous behaviour by blaming myself for dressing in too provocative a manner, I thought it might help me get the job. In hindsight, it would have been a bit unfair to complain given that it had obviously worked. I was about to knock on his door when I froze in my tracks. On his screen was a web site I was pretty sure I recognised. If I was right, it's main purpose was to publish erotic stories and he was clearly reading one of the many thousands of arousing submissions. It must have been quite a good one judging by the way he was stroking the long hard erection that reared from inside his pale beige trousers. My brain churned through the options, none of which were good. You really can't expect anything positive to come from catching your boss wanking on your first day. For a minute, maybe more, I watched his hand stroke up and down spreading the gel that was seeping out of what I had to admit, was a reasonably impressive cock. I'd gone without sex for such a long time now, the temptation to do something really naughty was strong, but sanity prevailed. It was clearly time to beat a hasty retreat, find a coffee bar and come back later. The plan was a good one right up to the moment I backed into the pile of papers stacked on the desk behind me. In the blink of an ...