A Hard Bargain - Sex Stories

A Hard Bargain

... of it, I took off my half-slip and cotton panties. The sensation of being naked beneath my knee-length skirt was weirdly arousing. As I grazed my fingertips over Mr. So-and-So's desk, I realized I was getting wet. A nervous giggle escaped my lips. I pulled my skirt up to my waist and sat bare-assed in his chair. This felt naughty, almost sinful. My mother would be mortified if she knew. I slid my pussy over the fine leather of the chair, hoping to leave my scent behind. I felt like an animal marking its territory.

I reached for Mr. So-and-So's favorite pen, the one engraved with his name. The metal was cold and smooth beneath my fingers. I draped my legs over the arms of his chair, so I was spread wide. My face grew hot as I dared to tease my clitoris with the rounded end of the pen. Leaning back, I pleasured myself, sliding the pen lower until it was at my entrance. I couldn't suppress a moan while easing it inside me. This was so wrong, I told myself. I was fucking myself with Mr. So-and-So's cherished possession! By itself, the pen didn't give me much satisfaction, but knowing I was defiling something my boss held dear made my hips start rocking.

My moans grew louder as I fondled my nipples through my blouse. Too bad I wasn't brave enough to get completely naked, I thought. While thrusting the pen in and out of my pussy, I rubbed my swollen clit. I was shocked at how quickly my excitement built; my thighs were soon trembling, and I knew it wouldn't be long until I ...

... made myself come.

With closed eyes and parted lips, I surrendered to my lust. Maybe if I had an orgasm, I'd relax enough to concentrate on that damned report. As wet as I was, I must have been dripping onto the chair. My cries became desperate. I was almost there, right on the edge!

It was then that I heard the flip of the office light switch. Opening my eyes, I saw Mr. So-and-So in the doorway, gaping at me. I released a startled squawk, sounding as if someone had just thrown ice water in my face. My arousal vanished in an instant, only to be replaced by mortification. I actually prayed I would pass out right then and there in order to be spared from my overwhelming shame. "I'm sorry!" I blurted out. There was no way I could discreetly remove the pen from my pussy. I didn't dare look at my boss while I placed it on his desk. I noticed it was wet and glistening in the light. Though I didn't trust my shaking knees to support me, I rushed to stand, yanking down my skirt once I was on my feet.

Mr. So-and-So still looked as if he couldn't believe what he'd just witnessed. "What the hell are you doing?" he demanded. I opened my mouth to speak, but no words came out. "Are you fucking high?" he went on. "What possessed you to do such a thing?" My lips quivered from the effort to hold back my tears. I looked down at my bare feet as Mr. So-and-So approached the desk. He slowly reached for the pen, his fingers closing around it. "Look at me." I forced myself to meet his hard ...