This is my offering for the OnTheJob challenge. It took me a bit longer to write than expected and is a lot longer than I intended but I hope you enjoy it.
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Chapter 1
“What about Dom?” everyone around the table sniggered, everyone except Jenny.
“Dominic?” she replied with a furrowed brow. “No!” she added emphatically.
The girls in the accounts team had gone out for drinks after work and it was well past 7 pm, they were all a little tipsy having drunk several bottles of wine together. With their tipsiness, the topic of conversation had been about the guys in the office they fancied, with opinions that their husbands and boyfriends certainly would not have approved of with Ingrid even confessing that she cheated on her husband a couple of times with the attractive sales director, Jacob.
“When opportunity knocks, you can’t say no,” was her justification. “I would do it again too. His tongue is a gift to women,” she added almost proudly. “I still love my husband and I will never leave him, but Jacob is an occasional treat. I love being bent over his desk as he takes me,” that was greeted with gasps as her confession became X-rated.
Another confessed that she was bi-curious and had a huge crush on their boss, Samantha.
“A crush on that ice queen,” was the incredulous response.
“She’s attractive and she looks like she has a hot body!” came the defensive reply.
“I wouldn’t go there, I bet no guy goes there. I doubt she feels anything,” was the response followed by a lot of unkind laughter.
Now they were trying to find Jenny a boyfriend. She was the only one who was single, except for the middle-aged divorcee who had long openly admitted she was sleeping with someone over ten years younger than she was. She was given fierce approval by all the ladies around the table. They had just suggested that Jenny should date their colleague Dominic Howard.
“Why not? He’s single,” was the answer to Jenny’s emphatic refusal.
“He’s too timid, quiet and boring,” Jenny said rolling her eyes. “He spends all his time in the office. He has no idea that bitch Samantha is using him.”
One of the girls’ phone rang with her angry husband demanding to know where she was. She stood up apologising worriedly down the phone before apologising to the group as she hurried out of the bar leaving a couple of notes for her share of the bill.
“See, that is what I want,” a man who stands up for himself, Jenny added using her colleague as an example to explain herself.
With one of them gone, they all started to go home.
At home, Jenny made herself a quick meal before heading to bed with her head swirling.
The following day Jenny arrived miserably in the office with a throbbing hangover. She was glad it was dress-down Friday. She felt far too ill to make an effort. The other girls looked similarly hungover. One or two asked the other girls worriedly to keep any drunken confessions to themselves. They all promised to keep quiet.
Jenny got through the day as quietly and painlessly as she could. It was Friday, but after the drinking the night before, it was certain that she was going to spend the night alone in her small flat watching back-to-back romantic comedies. She wasn’t sure she was going to drink again either.
She rode the bus home after an unproductive day with her hangover gone but still felt tired. Arriving at her flat, she rummaged through her handbag with dismay. She had left her phone at work, but worse she had left her keys there too. She would have happily left her phone at work and gone back for it the day after but with her keys there her hands were tied. With an angry scream, she turned around and went back to the bus stop.
When Jenny arrived back in the dark office, she grabbed her phone and keys from her desk drawer when she heard a man’s voice growl, “Fuck!” in ecstasy from Samantha’s office.
Wide-eyed with surprise and curiosity, Jenny slowly walked to a place where she could see through the door of her boss’s office while being obscured by darkness.
She couldn’t believe what she could see inside. Dominic her co-worker was leaning on Samantha’s desk, topless with his back to her. She now saw why he was always working late but what she saw next, she could scarcely believe.
“Stand up,” Dominic demanded. Jenny put her hand over her mouth to muffle her gasp when she saw Samantha appear. “You’re getting better, but you still can improve,” Dominic told his boss curtly.
“Thank you, Honey,” Samantha replied demurely, her usual cold demeanour strangely absent.
“Kiss me!” Dominic ordered and Samantha pulled his head to her to give him a passionate opened-mouth kiss. As Samantha kissed Dominic, she opened an eye and appeared to look straight at Jenny. There was no way she could see her, could she?
When they had parted for air, Dominic asked his much older boss sternly, “Are you ready for me?”
“Yes, Honey,” nusaybin escort Samantha answered obediently, and she bent over her desk ready for Dominic.
Dominic hitched up Samantha’s dress and roughly pulled down her panties. Samantha appeared to step out of them before she opened her legs wider. She appeared to look straight at Jenny and a wicked smile curled on her lips until Dominic lined himself up and he thrusted his dick hard inside of his older boss making her moan loudly as he entered her.
Jenny knew at this point she should leave but she remained motionless, unable to take her eyes off what she was witnessing. Her body felt shamefully flushed with arousal, and her panties were starting to feel damp.
Samantha’s subordinate stood still while buried inside her. She mewed in frustration and pushed back into Dominic.
“Please!” she whined. “Please, Dominic!”
Her whining was rewarded with a short, sharp slap across her buttocks. She gave a small scream from the stinging pain before a look of delirium appeared on her face.
“What did I tell you to call me!?” Dominic demanded angrily.
“Honey,” Samantha answered so quietly that it was almost a whisper.
“Good, now tell me what you want. I want to hear you beg.”
“Please, Honey! Please fuck me, Honey! I’m begging you, Honey, please fuck me!” Samantha was almost crying from frustration.
Dominic took a firm hold of Samantha’s hips as she was bent prone over her desk then he began making short, slow thrusts into his boss’s pussy.
“Harder, Honey!” Samantha begged with almost a scream, any semblance of dignity gone as she gave herself mind, body and soul to Dominic. “Please, Honey, fuck me harder!”
Dominic immediately obliged. He began to ram himself in and out of the woman in front of him with a grimace. Jenny watched entranced; her eyes locked with Samantha’s as her boss’s body juddered back and forth on the desk.
Jenny watched as a look of ecstasy covered Samantha’s face before Samantha’s eyes squeezed shut and released a long moan as an orgasm shook her. On went Dominic as another orgasm hit Samantha hard then another until Dominic thrust hard into Samantha, letting out a guttural growl as he came himself.
As Samantha almost collapsed across her desk, the spell she and Dominic weaved over Jenny broke. Realising the act that the couple had enjoyed in Samantha’s office was over, Jenny almost ran out of the office.
Jenny was full of arousal on the bus home and her panties felt soaked. She couldn’t get the sight of Dominic and Samantha out of her mind. The bus journey felt painfully slow.
She almost ran from the bus stop when she got off the bus to her flat and undressed on the way to her bedroom. She threw herself naked onto her bed before taking her vibrator out of her bedside table and pressing it down onto her clitoris. The orgasm when it came shook her very being and felt more like relief than pleasure. She had never felt so aroused in her life. What had it been about that act of dominance and submissiveness between Dominic and Samantha that turned on so much?
Chapter 2
The following Monday, Jenny arrived in the office not knowing how to talk to and act around Samantha and Dominic. She couldn’t look at either the same way again. Samantha, the ice queen, always so aloof and domineering was so submissive and eager to please. Dominic, normally quiet and timid appeared powerful, strong, and attractive. Jenny gave her head a quick shake to remove any erotic thoughts.
“Are you okay?” a voice asked her.
Jenny gave a “deer in the headlights” look as she looked around to see who was talking to her only to see it was Sara looking concerned.
“Jenny, is everything okay? You were a little spaced out and you’ve had a strange expression since you arrived.”
“Yes!” Jenny said quickly looking a little startled. “Yes,” she said again a bit more calmly.
“Alright, but if anything is bothering you, don’t keep it to yourself. You haven’t been yourself all morning. I’m going on a coffee run; do you want your usual?”
“Yes, please,” Jenny replied sounding more relieved than anything else. Sara gave Jenny a strange look as she walked away.
Jenny’s gaze was distracted by the sight of Samantha approaching Dominic. She held her breath as she tried to control her panic. What were they talking about? Will Samantha call him “Honey”? Will Dominic be as strong and dominant with her as he had been on Friday? Why were her panties getting wet just thinking about it?
A sense of disappointment came over Jenny when Samantha dismissively threw some documents on Dominic’s desk and spoke to him sharply, making him meekly hang his head, before turning around and returning to her office. As she did so Samantha turned and looked towards Jenny in a manner like she was looking down at her. Jenny quickly looked away from her boss in a panic and back to her monitor.
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“What?” Jenny said more breathlessly than she meant to.
“I said, what a bitch!” Gwen repeated irritably. “I don’t know why Dominic puts up with it. I would have left ages ago. I have no idea why Samantha has it in for him. Are you okay? You seem a little off.”
“I’m fine, I’m fine,” Jenny replied with a weak smile.
The truth was Jenny didn’t feel fine. She felt hot, flushed, and flustered. She stood and went to the bathroom to splash her face to cool herself down. She felt the telltale ache and with nobody else in the bathroom and hating herself for doing it, she entered the cubicle.
Jenny almost tore off her pantyhose and panties as she sat down on the toilet. Her panties were so damp that they had soaked through to her pantyhose. What was wrong with her? Why had what she saw in Samantha’s office affected her so much? She felt like she was in a permanent state of arousal whenever she thought about it. She couldn’t get it out of her head.
Her hand drifted down to her pussy like it had a mind of its own. Jenny clasped a hand over her mouth to silence the small gasp coming out of her mouth when she touched it. It felt swollen and sensitive. Unable to stop herself and keeping her hand clasped over her mouth, she began subconsciously to make circular motions on her engorged clitoris. All she could see was what she saw Friday night. In no time at all her eyes squeezed shut and she orgasmed hard.
She opened her eyes as her orgasm subsided trying to control her breathing feeling disconcerted. Whenever she masturbated to what she saw Samantha and Dominic do, her orgasms were so intense and so quick to arrive. She was no stranger to orgasms, but these were like nothing she had felt before. What she felt was less pleasure, but always relief. It was like her body demanded it rather than it being a mutual act of self-pleasure between mind, body and soul. She felt out of control, a slave to her desires. Worse still, her disconcertedness was not just caused by what she had seen what Samantha and Dominic had done, but because it wasn’t Samantha bent over the desk, it was her.
Jenny cleaned herself up and grimaced with the unpleasant feeling of her wet panties on her now clean pussy. She almost jumped out of her skin when she left the cubicle and saw Samantha outside, adjusting her hair in the mirror.
“Jenny,” Samantha greeted Jenny simply with her usual aloofness.
“Samantha,” Jenny said returning the greeting and attempting to smile. She washed her hands and left the bathroom wanting a hole to swallow her up so she could escape her embarrassment, praying to God that Samantha had not noticed that she had been masturbating on the toilet.
“There she is!” Sara exclaimed. “Are you sure you are alright? You were a long time in the bathroom.”
“Yes, I’m fine. I might have eaten something over the weekend that didn’t agree with me,” she said as an excuse, giving a small, embarrassed laugh.
“As long as that is all it is, but you should go home if you aren’t feeling well.”
“It is fine honestly. I think whatever it was, has passed. I’m feeling much better,” Jenny replied trying to hide how embarrassed she was, and hoping she wasn’t giving the truth away.
Chapter 3
To Jenny’s relief, she managed to survive the rest of the day and that made Tuesday easier to get through without getting so aroused that she had to make an extended trip to the bathroom to relieve herself.
On Wednesday she felt she could finally get Friday night’s event out of her mind.
“Jenny, this is totally substandard and completely unacceptable!” Samantha startled Jenny by slamming a large document down on her desk. Her expression was one of anger and disdain. “There are so many errors that the whole work has to be redone. I’m going to need you to get this done before you go home tonight!”
“But it will take me all night to do!” Jenny protested looking horrified.
“Lucky for you Dominic has offered to help which means thanks to your incompetence both myself and Dominic are going to lose our free time.”
“I’m sorry,” Jenny replied looking crestfallen.
“Sorry doesn’t cut it!” Samantha snapped as she walked away leaving Jenny red-faced after her public dressing down and her colleagues around her open-mouthed with disgust at her treatment from their boss.
“I’m so sorry,” Sara said putting a reassuring hand on her shoulder. “That was out of order.”
“She is such a bitch,” Gwen added with her usual ill-concealed dislike for Samantha.
Jenny sighed and began to redo all her work. As the morning turned into the afternoon the sun began to set and the sky turned dark in the evening, Jenny with relief finished and walked to the printer to collect her work to give to Samantha.
Jenny knocked tentatively on Samantha’s door, fearful of another dressing down.
“Samantha, I have finished redoing of escort it all,” she said quietly.
“Well, give it to me then!” Samantha snapped irritably. “I don’t want to waste this evening any more than I have to!”
Jenny nervously handed Samantha her work before she sat down opposite Samantha, feeling humiliated, to wait for her boss to finish checking her work.
“I didn’t say you could sit down,” Samantha told her rudely, forcing Jenny to stand up again. As Samantha checked Jenny’s work, she asked with a wicked smile, “Did you enjoy watching us?”
“What do you mean?” Jenny asked sounding confused.
“Dominic and I,” she said with a mocking laugh as she saw Jenny flush red with embarrassment.
“I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to,” Jenny said looking and feeling mortified that Samantha had confirmed her fears that she had been seen watching.
“It is perfectly okay, I enjoyed you watching. It was a bigger turn-on than I thought it was. Okay, I think that is all in order,” she said brightly. “There were only a couple of mistakes originally.”
“Two mistakes!” Jenny replied feeling her anger well up inside her. “You made me redo the whole thing because I made just two mistakes!”
“Of course, Samantha said sounding unrepentant. “We needed an excuse for you to work late.”
“We?” Jenny asked nervously. A cold chill went down her spine as the feeling her boss had tricked her and unceremoniously replaced her anger.
“Yes, Dominic and I,” Jenny’s boss answered. “Isn’t that right, Honey?” she asked looking over Jenny’s shoulder.
The sensation that someone else was in the office gripped Jenny and she turned around to see Dominic. He smiled at Jenny and removed his glasses. His eyes were a deep and beautiful green that Jenny began to lose herself in. How did she not notice them before? Instead of the nerdy and timid man he normally was, he appeared taller and more muscular. Confident and powerful. Jenny felt her panties become damp again and her breathing deeper as she felt the signs of her arousal again.
“When I told Dominic you had watched us, he asked me if I minded if you joined us. I thought it was a wonderful idea,” there was now a lust to Samantha’s voice. “I wasn’t sure if you would want to until you masturbated in the bathroom. You must have enjoyed watching us as much as I enjoyed you watching,” Jenny just wanted to die from humiliation knowing her boss had known what she had done all along.
“Is this why you keep asking Dominic to work late? So that you could have sex in the office.”
“Of course, why else?”
“But the way you talk to him in the office-” Jenny began.
“All an act,” Samantha said interrupting. “The documents I slam on his desk are just blank pieces of paper. I’ve been slamming the same paper on his desk for a long time. To be honest, I’ve been doing it for so long now that I’ve forgotten what is real and what isn’t.”
“But why?”
“So that no one would suspect anything,” she talked to Jenny like she was stupid. “I have a submissive kink. I need to be dominated by a man. I mean I need a man to order me and control me to turn me on. You would be surprised how hard it is to find a man who can do that. He has to mean it, to be willing to take me how he wants me, to make me want to obey,” Jenny realised that Samantha was getting excited and more lustful as she spoke. She was no longer looking at Jenny but at Dominic. “There are specialist websites for my sort of kink and when I found out that Dominic was looking for a submissive, I couldn’t believe it. I’ve found him to be the most perfect dom.”
“Dom?”
“Dominant. I am his submissive. Every few nights we stay late I give myself to him, mind, body and soul. It is exhilarating!”
“That is enough, Samantha!” Dominic snapped in a booming and domineering voice that made Jenny shiver. “Jenny doesn’t need an explanation of how a dom/sub relationship works. She only needs to experience it for now. It isn’t a kink. It is a lifestyle, never call it a kink!”
“Yes, Honey,” Samantha replied sounding chastised. “I’m sorry, Honey.”
Dominic moved closer to Jenny. Her heart was beating fast. Her mind was saying run. Her aroused body was saying stay. She was frozen to the spot as the conflict inside her raged.
“As Samantha explained,” Dominic said with a kind smile which made Jenny almost swoon, “we have an arrangement in which we satisfy each other’s particular sexual needs. Samantha thinks you would like to be my submissive too.”
Jenny felt Dominic tower over her. She felt small and vulnerable, yet his smile made her feel safe.
“Why don’t you kiss me,” Dominic told her. Jenny felt powerless to say no. The undeniable sexual tension made it so. She took a small step towards him and stood on her toes to kiss him gently on his lips. “Good,” he smiled. Jenny felt light-headed and her heart was beating fast. “Would you like me to kiss you?” Dominic asked.
Jenny nodded.
“I asked you a question. I expect an answer,” he said gently but firmly.
“Yes,” Jenny answered nervously. Dominic leaned down and kissed Jenny. His lips were soft but there was a strength too, which made Jenny happy.
“Whenever I ask you a question or tell you to do something, I expect you to call me darling.”
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