Dream of Passion

Accessible

Caitlin and Raffelo were sitting on the floor, breathless. They were exhausted from their intense love-making session. Raffelo looked at her and said, "I didn't know you wanted me so much. I mean, because of you, I am totally tired."

Caitlin laughed. "That's not fair! You are here because you also wanted it. And for the record, it was pretty intense."

They both giggled together. Suddenly, Raffelo’s face turned serious and he held her hand tightly. "I know from the past I was behaving like a jerk, but the story is different now. I want to behave good, but I have priorities. I can't ruin things like they never mattered to me."

Caitlin didn't know the whole truth, but she tried to console him. "I don’t know either why I behave like this, but yes. We should maintain official relations. In the office, you are my boss and I am your employee. That’s it."

Raffelo nodded. "Okay. We have to maintain decorum in the office."

But even while he was saying those words, his hand was running over her. He slightly slid his finger on her thigh, moving upward.

Caitlin whispered, "What do you want now?"

Raffelo looked at her darkly. "I want to eat you and make you my slave."

It was beyond intense. But on the record, she was his employee—not his slave.

Today was her first day joining the office. She was wearing a tight pencil skirt and a court jacket with a blue satin blouse. The blouse was silky, and her cleavage was visible.

She was getting late and rushed into the elevator. The doors were about to close, and there was Mr. Sohilyo. He was holding a tick-tack pen in one hand, and his other hand was in his pocket.

They were all alone in the elevator. He could see her cleavage, and it looked quite good. Raffelo was wearing a peach color stripe shirt with trousers. Suddenly, he dropped his pen. When he bent towards the ground, Caitlin intentionally touched his "perfect touches." He understood exactly why she was doing it.

He slowly moved toward where Caitlin was standing. He dragged the pen inside her skirt—not the tip side, because he didn’t want to hurt her, but the back side. He put it inside her skirt and started a pull and push movement.

She wanted to enjoy it, but they were in the elevator. Suddenly, the elevator stopped and somebody came in. He let go of his hand, but the pen stayed stuck there because she was so wet and aroused.

How could she even remove it now? Her floor arrived and she left the elevator. While she was walking, she could feel the pen stuck there, making her feel even more uncomfortable and aroused. She adjusted herself and finally reached her office and studio.

The office was a unique space. Firstly, there was a big studio in the front. On the left, there was an office—it wasn't very big, but as everyone knows, a dancer doesn't need a big office.

Mirrors were placed everywhere in the front so they could see every step. The flooring was wooden so no one would get hurt. But there was one more thing—a camera hidden in the corner. And that camera was accessible only by Raffelo.

Caitlin had no idea about it. She was just starting her day, not knowing her boss was already watching.