Under my boss' table - страница 16

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“Good.” He said coldly. “Well, I'm not surprised. So from now on, I don't pay attention to you anymore.”

And he turned his back on me, intending to leave my office. It was this gesture that awakened something in me. His back showed me my utter unwillingness to leave and my helplessness.

“Stop!” Sound burst from my lips. “Sorry… I won't do this again. Let's continue?”

Edward chuckled.

“A naive girl. We never stopped anything. Prepare to be below me at my meeting today.”

“What do you mean?” I asked. It's a strange thing, we almost stopped communicating, but now we talk as if nothing had happened…

“Under the table. There will be important people. You will suck.” He explained and left, leaving me in deep shock. “Are you asking me to give you a blowjob under your desk? With a crowd of people? Are you crazy?!” I thought.

Of course, he remembered well the terms of our relationship. Sex without limits, yes. But, apparently, I was not really prepared for such perversions… And how could I accept this? How could I force myself to have so much courage?

I was mad at myself. A weak-willed fool! Why the hell was I submitting to him again?

I didn’t know what prompted me to apologize. After all, I was not guilty of anything. But his eyes reminded me that I was crazy about him. And if I rejected him, I wouldn’t be able to live with it later. This is the only thing I knew for sure…

After a while, Edward called me. He said that I had to go under his desk and be there all the time while the meeting was going on. I obeyed… as always!

Under the table I only saw Edward's knees, which were covered with a black trouser cloth and black boots, polished to a shine. And also this attractive bulge between his legs… I sighed deeply, rested my shoulder on his knee and began to wait for a special signal that we had talked about earlier.

I wouldn't say I liked the kinky new idea of him. Sitting under his desk and sucking his cock while the meeting was going on was somehow… humiliating for me? It was risky? What if someone noticed or listened? And how was he going to bear these sweet torments? In short, at that moment I was already lost. It only remained to wait…

I finally heard footsteps and sounds from the retractable chairs.

“Well, it has started.” I thought with some fear.