Book Excerpt for Cheating With My Boss

Cheating With My Boss

Hank gave me some work to do, and I went about my morning, eagerly doing it. It was about ten minutes after I'd e-mailed the work to him when he called me into his office.

"You wanted to see me sir?"

"Close the door."

I did as I was told.

"There were some pretty glaring typos in the file you sent me."

"Oh?" I said, trying to contain a smirk.

He then read aloud from his monitor.

"I have opened a new cocket to service the account."

I burst into hysterics.

"You did that on purpose, didn't you?

I nodded.

"This is very disappointing, Irene," he said in mock indignation.

"Disappointing? Did you even read it to the end?"

He looked back at the screen.

"We will meet to discuss cunt-er-measures at sex o'cock."

He shook his head, but was unable to contain his smirk.

"I think some disciplinary measures might be in order," he said.

I bit my lip.

"Come here, you," he added with a smile.

I walked over to him slowly. He waited patiently until I was within arms reach, and then he grabbed me and pulled me onto his lap. I let out a squee of delight. The he kissed me. On the lips. I kissed back, and within moments, I felt almost drunk from the taste of him. And my pussy began to tingle with desire.

We kissed for a few minutes, and then he pulled away.

"Stand up," he said.

I stood.

"Turn around," he said, twirling his finger.

I turned, and looked back at him.

He removed his tie.

"Hands behind your back," he said.

"Sir, what are you doing?"

"I just gave you an order, Irene. Do you want to obey me, or do you want to be punished?"

"Do I have to pick just one?" I said, biting my lip at him.

He smiled wanly.

"Hands behind your back, smartass," he said.

I nodded and placed my hands behind me, and then he deftly used his tie to securely bind my hands together behind my back.

"You can turn around now," he said.

I turned around and looked at him. He smiled back at me darkly. Somehow, being bound by him, right here in the office like this had made me so very wet.

"What are you wearing under that skirt?" he said.

"Just panties," I said.

He lifted my skirt to look.

I gasped a little.

"So you are," he said. "And they're lacy too. Did you wear those for me?"

"Yes," I said.

I had wondered if I was being overly optimistic in putting on lacy panties this morning. But evidently, I had not.

"Well that's flattering," he said. "Take them off."

"What?"

"Your panties. Take. Them. Off."

My jaw dropped.

"Are you going to fuck me, sir?"

"Maybe. But only if you beg," he said. "And you still need to take your punishment first."

"What...What are you planning to do to me sir?"

"I said take them off."

"I'm...kind of tied up here, sir."

"You're a clever girl, Irene. I'm sure you can figure it out."

I reached my hands behind me, and sure enough, I was actually able to get my hands up under my skirt, and then loosen my panties, and then with a couple of pulls on either side of them, get them down around my ankles.

"Give them to me," he said.

I took one foot out of them, and then with the other foot, lifted the panties to his hand. He took my panties and put them in his jacket pocket.

"Are you ready for your punishment, Irene?"

"What is it, sir?"

"I'm going to spank you until I think you've learned your lesson."

Oh god, I thought. That's so...fucking...hot! My pussy began to become insanely wet. I worried I might drip a bit on his floor.

"Listen, if you need me to stop, just say stop, okay?" he said.

"Okay," I said.

"Of course, if you tell me to stop...I can't promise you'll get laid."

"I understand, sir."

"Good. Now lie across my lap."

I did as I was told.

"Good girl," he said. "Now lift up your skirt for me."

I used my bound hands to pull up the skirt from behind, exposing my naked bottom.

Then Hank put his hand on my ass, and I gasped a little in anticipation. But he hadn't struck me yet. He was just softly touching me, as if getting a feel for the contours of my body. Or perhaps he was simply relishing in the power he had over me now.