Office Rules

"Yes, daddy," she moaned, "Yes, baby just like that."

She bit down on my neck as she shakes, trying to muffle the scream that was about to escape from her mouth. I dislodged her teeth from me as I move to leave my own mark on her neck. She sucked in a deep breath, feeling the pain that ignites her pleasure.

"YES, DADDY!" She screamed.

HONK!

"Move your ass man, the light is green." The angry driver in the car behind me yelled.

The sound of the angry man and his car jolted me from my daydream of my date last night. I was completely out of it, deep into my thought of last nights escapades. I was having flashbacks of smells and feelings from the night before. It was making me burn inside, and I wanted more. I closed my eyes for a second trying to hold on to the memory.

HONK!

I looked up into the rearview mirror, glaring at the man ruining my thought process. I showed him he's number one with my middle, waited for the light to turn yellow and drove off. The clock on the radio, read 8:50. I had 10 minutes to get to work, and I was 20 minutes away. I was going to be late again for the second time since this week. The boss wasn't going to like this, she had already warned me once about being late, and here I was about to be 10 to 15 minutes late again. I pulled into the parking garage, quickly shut off my car and ran to my desk.

I sat there staring at the computer screen, trying to figure out why I even showed to work. "I bet you won't be able to work tomorrow," I heard her say and remembered why I'm here. She baited me, she knew I would have to go to work just to prove her wrong. She kissed me softly biting down on my bottom lips laughing. She ran her tongue across my lips lightly like she was testing the flavor. She moaned pressing her body hard against mine. I pushed her down to the bed and she looked up at me surprised at my forcefulness. She hadn't expected it, she had always said I was too nice, that I couldn't be aggressive if I tried. Even when I told her I wasn't someone to play around with she just laughed not thinking I can live up to my words, but she was wrong and was about to see how wrong she was.

She tried to get back up, but I swiftly held her down, holding her hand down above her head. She stretched her neck so that her face could meet mine, trying to kiss me. I smiled as I moved back just far enough to where she could barely feel my lips. She whimpered and pouted, upset that she couldn't get what she wants, like she has been accustomed to. She reached up for my lip again, straining to just let her lips brush mine. She fell back in defeat, looking up at me with pleading eyes.

"Kiss me," she tried to move again, but the force of my weight wouldn't let her, "Kiss me, I need you to kiss me."

"Say it," I commanded.

She glared at me not wanting to give in. I repositioned myself to hold her down with one hand. She looked up surprised that she still couldn't move and I feel her wetness seep through her pink cotton panties onto my thigh. I ran my free hand down her side and she shuddered, inhaling deeply, trying not to let out any noises that would betray her day-to-day persona.

I reached down to feel her slickness on my fingers. She let out a soft "Oh" when she felt my finger deep into her folds, playing with her juices. I nearly came just feeling her hot wetness, and she could tell and tried to stretch for me again. I move back again as I slipped my index and middle fingers into her. She let out a moan as she gets comfortable with the space between her legs being filled. I start a slow rhythm and she rocks against me, impaling herself on my fingers.

"Kiss me," she moaned.

"Ask nicely," I said forcefully holding in my amusement at the struggle that played across her face, she looked up with pleasure mixed with confusion in her eyes. Once she realizes what I was saying and frowned a little until I let my thumb played with her clit while my fingers worked magic inside her. "Ask nicely."

"Kiss me," she said with her eyes closed, but when she opened them, "Kiss me, daddy and I need it."

I smirked at her before I kiss her deeply, tasting the red Moscato we had been drinking. Letting our tongues play around and fight for control of the space. She moaned deeply, relaxes her body and melts when she realizes that this was a fight she was going to lose.

"Jaqueline!"

I popped up to see my boss hovering over me like I was her prey.

"I will need to speak with you, after work." She said sternly.

"Yes, ma'am."

I sat there hot with embarrassment, anger, but most of all arousal. I was mad she just stood over me like that, but at the forefront of my mind was last night. Everything that happened last night is well worth what I would get after work. I got to go to the restroom to check myself in the bathroom because the effect of the daydream made it difficult to sit down.

I stand there looking at myself in the mirror after washing my face from the sweat that had begun to form on my forehead.

"Look at me," I said with my cock buried deep in her pussy. Her head was down, but I want her to look at me through the dresser mirror where she was bent over in front of, "Look at me."

She doesn't listen, so I run my hand up her back into her hair, ball my hand into a fist and pull her hair so she has no choice but to look up.

"You like the real me, don't you?" I say in her ear, as I push deeper into her.

"Yes, Daddy," she moans.

Just as our eyes meet in the mirror again, her eyes begin to roll back as she came. Throwing her pussy back at me, catching every stroke I made, taking me all in while letting out a cry of pleasurable release.

"Hey, you ok?" my friend Tiffany asked to bring me back to the present, "I saw Melissa was over at your desk. And then I heard her."

"Yeah, I'm fine, just a little tired. Probably should have stayed home."

"It just seems she has been really hard on you lately."

"It's okay, I've been late a few times and fallen asleep twice," I admit. "I kind of have it coming."

"Well, Ok." Tiffany said, confused, "I was just checking on you."

I said thanks as we leave the bathroom to finish the rest of the day, which drags out. Nothing but endless reports, phone calls to and from people I don't care to speak to. And the constant stares from Melissa. It seems like she was always watching. When I looked back she was staring at me. It didn't matter what time I look, she was watching me. It was almost like she was waiting for me to mess up so she had another reason to come act an ass in front of everyone.

"Jaqueline can I see you in my office please," Melissa calls for me just as the last person leaves.

She didn't even give me enough time to try to sneak off. It was like she was counting down the time. Who does that, who sits and waits until it's time to yell at someone?

"Yes, I'll be right there," I said to her, moving slowly from my desk.

When I entered her office it hits me, the smell of French vanilla, jasmine, and the oil ylang-ylang. It was so potent I almost stumbled. I inhaled deeply and smile.

"You've been waiting for me," I said as I closed the office door.

"Yes, daddy," Melissa said, "I've wanted this all day."

"How was I supposed to know that with how you have been acting all day?" I smirk as I pull the blinds close.

"I am still your boss, Jaq, there are still rules," she said, "you were late and asleep."

"And who's fault is that." Before I finish the statement I was sitting next to her on her desk, while she stayed seated chocolate brown leather office chair. "I clearly remember saying that I would be sleeping. To which you replied…"

"It's ok daddy, don't worry about it," she said, standing up to be face to face with me.

"So." I said, pulling her close, "why did I have to."

I punctuated the last word with a firm smack to her ass. She sucked air through her teeth at the sensation of pleasure and pain. I rubbed the spot my hand landed on to soothe her ass. I squeezed her ass tightly with both hands, and pulled her close to me, kissing her where her neck and shoulder met, inhaling the smell of her until I became high like I had just smoked 2 blunts. She grabbed the back of my head to hold me in place. I pulled back quickly so she couldn't keep me where she wanted me. She groaned in displeasure.

"Don't let where we are, confuse you," I said, forcing her onto her deep chocolate desk.

"We are in My office." She stated pointedly.

"Work is over. This is my office now." I said, "You will abide by my rules."

I pushed her up against the wall behind her desk, pinning her to the wall with my body. Pressing our lips together, parting her with my tongue. She moaned, melting into me when my tongue flicked hers. I kissed down her body opening the buttons on her peach business shirt one by one, leaving soft but firm kisses after every button. She had on the bra I liked, baby blue with pink roses and it snaps in the front. I smiled as I unsnapped her bra, lick and kissed each breast as they became exposed. She moaned loudly, this time, her hand flew up to her mouth, trying to stifle the rest of the noise she made. She smacked me lightly, as I chuckled at her trying to be quiet but failing.

I ran my hand up the back of her thigh, up the back of her skirt and unzipped, tugging it down forcefully so it fell to the floor, revealing she had on no panties. I couldn't hide my smile if I tried.

"You like that, Daddy," she smiled as she looked down at my smile.

Instead of answering, I pick up her left leg, tossed it over my shoulders, and smiled up at her before I stuck my tongue out and lick her clit. I licked and sucked on the swollen nub slowly and deliberately, then licking the length of her slick opening. Making her shudder and shake in pleasure. I looked up to see her hand still over her mouth, muffling the sweet music she makes when she comes.

She started to shake. I could tell she was close to coming, she was starting to lose balance on her right leg, grabbing the back of my head trying to keep me in place. I stiffened my tongue and slid it into her pussy, feeling her warmness surrounding my tongue with slippery goodness. I ran my hand up to her breast and rub her hard nipples. Squeezing them with enough pressures to let her other hand fall to the back of my head as she threw back her own and moaned, "Oh MY GOD! Yes, Daddy eat this pussy."

She came with a force of a river, almost drowning me in her love. She dug her nail into my shoulders hard enough to leave deep marks, causing pain that sent chills of pleasure through my entire body. I stuck my tongue deeper and moaned as I came hard.

She rode my tongue through the waves of pleasure we were both feeling. I started to play with her clit, rubbing it as I fucked her with my tongue. She bit down on her bottom lip, looked down at me with pleading eyes trying not to scream.

I slowly pull back, let her leg down and helped her with her skirt, and blouse. Kissed her so she can taste her own goodness. She licked my chin like she wasn't trying to miss a drop.

"Let's go," I said, "I believe there are more thing we have to discuss."

I extended my hand out to her and she takes it, and said, "Yes. Daddy"