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“Lee,”
I suddenly heard from the buzzer beside. Heat crept up my neck and to my cheeks.
“Yes sir?”
Arousal bubbled inside of me.
“Come to my office,” Mr. Grey said and the buzzer went silent.
“Yes Mr. Grey.” I almost couldn’t contain my excitement. It had been nearly a week since he last called me down. I had become accustomed to at least sharing some time with Mr. Grey every other day.
After I walked to his office door I opened it slowly and closed it behind me.
“Lock the door,” he said quietly crossing his legs.
I did as I was told and then went to stand next to his desk.
He stared. He always stared. Through those dark blue eyes I could see many feelings. When he talked on the phone with clients I could see annoyance and when he talked to me gently in the library I could see compassion.
“Sit on my desk with your back to me.”
Right now I saw honesty and want and need. He was lonely every other time expect for these times.
I didn’t for a moment bound by confusion but did as he directed. My feet dangled off the dark carpet and my calfs grazed against the cold desk.
I heard him leave his desk chair and he came to stand in front of me.
Today he wore a royal blue tie with black squares with a light blue undershirt and a blue coat and pants.
“Pull your skirt down,”
What? I looked at him expecting for something else to leave his mouth, but he only stood so, so still.
“I am not going to fuck you - not with my dick.”
It wouldn’t be a bad thing if we fucked me. With anything.
I slid my skirt down and it fell to the floor.
“Take the pantyhose and panties off too.”
I watched as my hands exposed myself. I was suddenly aware of every sensation on my thighs and my backside. The roughness of the wood grain where I sat and the cold metal of the bottom.
He breathed as his eyes took me in.
Mr. Grey took his eyes off of me and took his jacket off in a swift and mastered movement, lying it over the back of his chair.
He came back to my front and kneeled.
“Mr. Grey-?”
“Yes Lee?” He looked up at me. It was the best thing I had ever seen.
“What are you doing?”
He gently put his hands on the back of my legs and pushed them apart. He slid his head into the gap he had made and gently kissed my cunt. His hands stayed planted on my legs as his tongue explored my wetness.
It was hard to keep my noises inside, but it was impossible as the tongue ghosted over my clit. I yelped loudly. He pulled his tongue back momentarily back down to my opening and his hand snaked up my thigh right up to where his mouth was. Mr. Grey rubbed the pad of his thumb against my swollen clit.
All thoughts had left my head - I was only being kept somewhat conscious by the steady rhythm he kept his tongue and thumb.
He placed the hand he used to pleasure me on my thigh and his mouth latched back onto my clit while his middle finger came to my wet entrance.
After a moment he slid inside me pumping shallowly until he got farther inside where he curled it towards himself. I could feel myself tighten around his finger.
“Fuck-“ I cursed.
I was seeing stars as I gripped his shoulders pushing him farther into me and as his tongue swirled around my sex one more time a came saying his name.
He stopped as my grip on his shoulders subsided. His finger left my pussy and it gleamed with my arousal.
He left his position on the ground and came to stand in front of me.
“Ms. Holloway, you are to go home now and rest,” he said gently.
He put his coat back on and sat back at his desk.
I regained some composure and slid all of my clothing back in place.
I walked slowly to his door and looked behind me, “Thank you Mr. Grey, goodnight.”
He nodded, “Goodnight Lee.”
I left with my body pleasantly humming in response to his work.