Sara is thrilled to start her new job as a temp at a multinational corporation, but little does she know that the sexy stranger in the elevator she's too shy to say hello to is actually the billionaire owner.
When he shows up in her office when Sara is working late, will she give in to her inner desires and submit to his?
Warning: this 4500 word story contains domination, fingering, nipple clips, light BDSM, explicit sex and more!
~~ The following excerpt is for 18+ readers ONLY!! ~~
He stepped closer. Sara could feel her heart pounding in her chest. She couldn’t tell what she felt. He was so mysterious. Part of her, the cautious part, wanted her to run away. Another part wanted to run straight into Mark’s arms. Mark. At least now she knew his name.
Mark moved towards her. Sara didn’t resist. He came over and kissed her once again. He stood back and admired her body, causing Sara to blush, even though she was fully dressed.
She finally looked up and saw a small smile on his face. “Now, I want you to get undressed for me.”
Sara gasped. “What, here?”
She was met with another one of those sexy smiles. “Yes, here. Right now.”
“Oh, I couldn’t!” she exclaimed.
“I think you can.”
Thoughts rushed through Sara’s head. She could get fired for this. But he was so sexy. Someone could walk in on them. But it was late, the odds were pretty low. She had worked hard for this job.
“I could get fired for this” she whispered.
“Trust me, you won’t” came his reply. “Now take off your clothes.”
Slowly, Sara slid off her blazer and put it on the chair. She unbuttoned her blouse, slowly, fumbling with the buttons. She realized her hands were shaking. Whether it was out of fear or excitement, Sara wasn’t quite certain.
When she was down to her bra, Sara closed her eyes for a minute, pausing before reaching back and undoing the clasp. Mark was watching her and she could see the lust in his eyes. She undid the clasp and held her hands in place for a minute before finally going “what the hell” in her head and letting the bra fall to the floor.
Sara could feel Mark staring at her breasts, and she looked away. She had a nice rack, her breasts weren’t huge or anything, but they were a good handful that fit very well on her slim frame.
Sara could feel her face going red. She stood there, topless, frozen in place for a minute until finally Mark got impatient. “I said all your clothes” he told her.
Sara reached to the side and slid down the zipper from her skirt, letting it fall to the floor. Now the only thing hiding her most private areas was a thin black lace thong. Sara reached over and slid the thong down as well. She was now only wearing her heels. She reached over to undo the clasp, but Mark stopped her. “No, those you can keep on. My God, you’re even sexier naked” he told her.
Sara blushed. She tried covering herself up in embarrassment, but a quick shake of the head from Mark convinced her to move her arms. She stood in her black heels, completely naked in front of this man she barely knew, in the middle of her office. Somehow, she felt herself getting turned on by the situation.
Mark came over to her, the lust in his eyes evident.
“I’m going to do things to you that you’ve never even dreamed of” he whispered in her ear as his hands made their way up her bare waist.