## Just Another Day at the Office (F/F)

Post by LordNelson » Fri Jan 31, 2014 3:31 pm

As she approached her boss’s office she was having second thoughts. She had been having an affair with him for months and the stress of keeping it secret was getting to her. Because of the nature their jobs the most convenient place to meet was his office; it was also the most dangerous. Even though all of his visitors were supposed to be scheduled through his secretaries it wasn’t unusual for unexpected visits from his advisors, staff members and even his wife.
She had lost track of how many times she had to hide under his desk while he conducted unanticipated business. The aches in her back and the cramps in her legs were the least of her worries. What he made her do before he would let her out from under there often left her with painful knees, a sore jaw and raw lips.
Today he requested her presence as usual, through his chief secretary; he rarely contacted her in person. Her job position was almost insignificant but ever since her full figure and sexy legs had caught his attention she was a regular on his agenda. She paused in front of the hallway mirror to check her long dark hair. Her black skirt and blazer with a white blouse looked businesslike and yet still sexy. She completed her work attire with black nylons and sensible pumps with only a two inch heel. Using a Kleenex she removed all traces of lipstick; possible evidence he called it.
She knocked at his door and then let herself in. He wasn’t at his desk; probably in his private washroom. She smiled at the thought of his routine; brush the teeth, a dab of cologne and a Viagra. She closed the door behind her but it immediately opened again. Before she could turn to see who was there a hand grabbed her by the hair. The door slammed and she was pulled into the room.
From the corner of her eye she could see that it was his wife and she looked pissed. ‘Listen here you tramp’ she said ‘you and I are going to have a talk.’
She dragged the tramp over to the big desk chair and shoved her into it. The tramp knew better than to say anything. If she were to get the wife any angrier it could cost her job. It was best just to let her rant and rave and hope that the worst she would get was a serious warning. Then she noticed a strange looking bracelet on the wife’s wrist; a huge bracelet. The wife pulled it off. It was a roll of duct tape. This wasn’t looking good!
The wife wrapped the tape around her and the chair just below her boobs. Then she grabbed her wrist and taped it to the arm of the chair. The tramp almost tried to make a run for the door but where would she go. It was a big building but there really was nowhere to hide. She sat still as the wife taped down the other wrist. She prepared for some nasty verbal abuse but found out the taping wasn’t done. Several strips over her mouth silenced any possibility of defending herself.
The wife turned the chair to face the tramp. ‘I can see why he’s attracted to you’ she said in a vicious tone. ‘You’re young and pretty. You have a great body; beautiful hair. You’ve got it all but now you want my husband too. I’ve suspected something for a few weeks. You may not realize it but the people who work for him work for me too. It was a simple matter for them to keep an eye open to any unusual activity. It didn’t take long for them to figure out that you were spending way more time in here than your job description called for.’
Now the tramp was scared. The anger in her voice was frightening enough but knowing that the other staff had turned her in left her feeling betrayed. Even if she got away from this with her job her future here was ruined. Her plans of working her way up through the ranks were shattered.
A wicked gleam appeared in the wife’s eye and an evil smile appeared on her lips. ‘It seems my husband has two pleasures that he enjoys in this office. The first is you and the other is these.’ She pulled over an ornate wooden box and opened it to show the tramp a neat row of large cigars. ‘I think that I’m going to spoil both of those pleasures for him today.’
She lifted the tramp’s skirt and pushed her knees apart. She yanked down her pantyhose and then her panties. ‘He always says there’s nothing like a good cigar’ she sneered ‘let’s see if you agree.’
She took a cigar and jammed it into the tramps pussy. It was a difficult inserting it into the dry crevice but after a few rough strokes her juices began to flow. The wife pumped it vigorously and the tramp couldn’t stop her response. The chafing of the rough tobacco felt good and she started building to an orgasm. The wife could see it coming and stopped just short of giving her the sweet climax she wanted. It was more torture than teasing as she took a new cigar and started again.
Over and over she repeated the torment until she reached the last cigar. This time she took the tramp all the way. She moaned in ecstasy through the tape over her mouth as she reached a feverish peak. The wife had started with no intention of giving the tramp any satisfaction but she had become as aroused as her victim. The final surge was more for her than it was for the tramp. They both came together.
The wife sat back on the desk to catch her breath; the tramp was slumped in the chair. After a moment the wife took a pair of scissors from a desk drawer and cut the tape holding the tramp to the chair. As the tramp carefully and painfully peeled the tape from her mouth the wife told her ‘You’re lucky I enjoyed that because otherwise you would have lost your job. If my husband wants to keep seeing you it’s okay as long as I get equal time. Do you understand?’ The tramp nodded her head yes. ‘Now get out!’ barked the wife.
She gathered up the cigars, carefully placed them back into the box and put the box back in its place on the desk.
Later that afternoon the wife made one of those unscheduled visits to her husband. As she walked in he said ‘This is a pleasant surprise, I didn’t expect to see you until tonight.’ ‘This is a pleasant surprise’ she replied ‘for once your office doesn’t stink of cigar smoke.’
‘I had to throw them out’ he complained ‘they must have gone bad; they tasted terrible.’
‘Well Bill’ she suggested ‘why don’t you just send Monica for some more?’
‘You know something Hillary, that’s a great idea.’

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Post by nadal1234555 » Sat Feb 01, 2014 1:26 am

fantastic!

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Post by ratchetman47 » Sat Feb 01, 2014 2:51 am

Loved it. The storytelling was superb and the twist at the end was excellent.

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Post by Sealherlips » Sat Feb 01, 2014 6:48 am

I didn't see that coming at all. Great twist. Gave me a good chuckle.

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Post by capturedsuperhero » Sat Feb 01, 2014 2:04 pm

great story
Arrogant Superhero here, Looking for a Nasty Villain!!!!