“Celine, Steve is looking for you.” I heard the assistant calling me.
“Yes, I am only making his coffee.” I replied as I set his coffee on the tray and picked a document from my desk as I walked to the office of my boss.
Steve Collins, the CEO of the company and my boss, but above that he was a sexy piece of art was gawked at by everyone in the office.
“May I come in, sir?” I asked as I knocked on the door.
“Celine, yes! I was waiting for you only!” darn! Did he need to say that in his low husky voice that he was only waiting for me! Did he even know what it meant for a girl who had a crush on him,
My knees almost gave out and the coffee would have spilled if I would not have been holding the door tightly.
I walked in with slow steps and gave him a warm smile. “Your coffee sir, and this is the document you have asked for. Is there anything else you need?” I asked in a professional tone, trying my best to keep my s**t together when he was passing me that slow seductive smile.
“Yes, I am having some problems understanding the data you have mailed me in the morning. Would you give it a look and explain to me the part I have highlighted?” He asked me in such a low and seductive voice that even if he would have asked me to strip, I would have done it willingly.
“Sure, sir. Pass me the laptop.'' I asked as I sat on the chair when he shook his head.
“I would not be able to see it by then, why don't you come here and stand for a while. If it is not too uncomfortable for you.” it was not the first time he had asked me to do that. So, I nodded and walked towards him.
Bending a bit, I held mouse and started telling him the details of the report. But then he moved closer and I could feel his heat filling me, the distance was not even centimeter apart.
If that was not enough to make me crazy, his hands moved and held my low waist, just above my hips!
“Are you tired, Celine? Your knees are shivering!” I wanted to tell him it was you that was making them weak! But I just nodded trying to save my image when his hold on my waist tightened.
My breath hitched as the heat from his palm spread all over my body.
“Come, sit here. Before you fell on the floor.” he mused as he held me tight and parted his legs. He made me sit between his legs on his wide leather chair and moved the chair closer to the table trapping me completely.
My tight skirt only ended at mid thighs, and my bare legs were touching his legs now. His chest was leaning on my back and his one arm was still wrapped around my waist to hold me at place and his second arm was covering my hand on the mouse as he started dragging the cursor on the points he wanted to understand.
But his voice sounded distant. I could not understand what he was saying anymore as my mind shut down.
I slowly leaned on his chest and tried to feel the taut muscles from his tight shirt. My eyes turned misty and I closed them. I bit my lips to stop a moan escaping when he adjusted his position on the seat and his thighs started rubbing my thigh. The heat collected between my legs.
My underwear started turning wet with desire as his hot breath started caressing my nape.
‘Oh lord, did I die and reach heaven? How could his touch feel so heavenly!’ when his thigh rubbed me again strange erotic images started to form in front of my eyes.
“Celine, Celine!” I heard him calling my name seductively as he pounded my p***y while I continued to sit on his lap. My hands were now tightly wrapped on his shoulder to maintain my balance as his pace increased, making me moan in ecstasy.
“Celine! Are you okay?” My eyes shot wide open when I realized I was lost in my imagination when we were discussing the reports while I was still sitting on his laps!
I jumped on my feet with a stark face as I looked at him with a pale face.
“Oww, that was painful!” he winced as he looked at his feet. That's when I noticed that my heels hit his feet.
“I.. i apologize sir.'' I bent to look at his feet. If he gets hurt then I will feel guilty.
“It's alright, the nice view you are providing is enough compensation for now.” I heard him saying in a further low voice that increased his seductiveness a hundred times!
“What are you…” talking died down in my mouth when I saw him staring at my chest. My first two buttons of the shirt were open.
And the position I was sitting on, must be giving him a perfect view of my breasts.
If others would have been at my place, they would have moved away or yanked their shirts close. But I continued to kneel there. I was proud that my assets had gained his attention and he was enjoying me as much as I enjoyed him.
When he realized I had no intention to move, he became bolder. His shaky hands moved and held the third button of my shirt and opened it slowly. I did not say a word. I wanted to see how far my reserved boss, who hardly notices me, would go!
His hands were still shaky and his movements were still awkward but there was some confidence as I did not stop him from opening my buttons. Fourth, fifth.. It continued till all the buttons of my shirt were open and now it was hanging loosely on my shoulders.