The Girl on the Video, Parts I - III - Sex Stories

The Girl on the Video, Parts I - III

... eyes and tried to find some mental gymnastics or safe zen space that would take my mind away from the fact that my hot boss was surreptitiously stroking me off in a crowded subway car.

Above all else, I didn’t want to unload in my slacks. They were light colored, and having jizz trickling down the inside of the legs would be obvious.

Another station. This time, thankfully, more people cleared out than entered. Even more thankfully, the person sitting on the other side of my boss moved out, opening the seat up. Megan preferred the outside, so I slipped past her and sat down, though when she stood up to let me in, she managed to shove her ass against my cock for one final thrill before we broke contact and I made my way to the seat next to her.

I took a deep breath. Safe. I shifted my cock down my pants leg and stared out the window into the blackness of the subway tunnel. I cleared my mind. My cock began to come down from high alert.

Two stations passed in silence. We were past the city center and moving towards the suburbs. The train was emptying. Another station passed, and there were only three other people in the car.

“Look at this,” Megan said, reaching over with her phone to hold it in front of me. Probably leaning closer than she needed to, her hand only a couple inches from my still partially-erect member.

I looked at the email on her phone’s screen and commented on a couple of points. As I talked, she lowered her hand until it was literally ...

... resting on my cock. The erection I had managed to lose was coming back full force.

I finished the point I was making and she nodded. She moved her hand back out of the danger zone, but not before pressing it against my cock one more time. As she moved her hand away, she slid it along the shaft under my slacks. Once, twice, three times. I almost came.

The rest of the ride passed in silence, and by the time we reached our station, I had managed to lose most of my hard on.

“I’ll be online as soon as I get home,” I said, looking at the traffic app on my phone as I walked my boss to her car. “But it may take a while.”

“Take your time, no rush,” she said, reaching for her car door. “I’m sure I’ll see you on camera at some point today….”

I nodded and was turning to go, when she added “...in your underwear. Can’t wait for the subway ride Friday.”

She winked as she climbed into her car and sped away.

PART II

It took me over an hour to get home. It gave me time to process everything that had just happened.

Sex between a direct report and a manager is out of line. If I didn’t put a stop to Megan, I would be out of line. Plus Megan was a friend of my sister, who got me the job. My sister would kill me. In fact, if she found out, she would probably kill us both.

But on the other hand, if she wasn’t my boss, I would be all over this.

It made my head spin.

I finally made it home and got to work. The rest of the morning (what little was left of it) was spent ...