[F4M] Just another day at the office?

| Just another day at the office |
[F4M] [Submissive] [... but feisty] [Whispers] [Sneaky fuckers] [At work] [Begging] [Mild spanking]
| “What are you doing *here*?” |


Author's notes:  I wrote this with a submissive, very girly voice in mind, but it's not a must. In fact, I'd rather hear your take on the scenario, so improvise and tweak the material as you'd like!
...         is meant to imply a slight pause/gap in the sentence.
[   ]       denotes a sound, tone of voice or idea.
**   **     indicates action.


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[office sounds; tapping on a keyboard, a telephone rings]

[upbeat; she's answering the phone]  “Hart & Hart Counseling”, how can I help you?

Yes, of course! I'll put you through, hang on...

It seems like Mr. Lucas is preoccupied at the moment, do you wish to leave a message?

Okay, bye!

[pause]

[office sounds; tapping on a keyboard, a telephone rings]

[upbeat; she's answering the phone]  “Hart & Hart Counseling”, how can I help you?

Oh, you'll need to talk to Miss Meyers on the third floor. Putting you through now...

[bell ring]

[calling out]  Just a moment please!

** she moves from one spot to another **

Phew, sorry to leave you waiting!

What can I do for y---

[loud gasp]

[whispering]  What are you doing here?

I know! I know! But you can't be here!

No. You don't understand. I don't want you to be here!

Yes, I know I promised!

[uncertain]  Right now?

But... I'm working! Can't you see I'm working?

Yes, I suppose I could take a short break, but... you can't wait?

Honestly... can't it wait until later?

[sighs]  I know the rules!

[slightly annoyed] You don't have to repeat them for me!

But now? Seriously... now?

[slightly desperate]  No! Don't... don't go!

[shyly]  I'm actually very happy you came all the way here to see me.

I am!

It's just.... it's not a good idea. It's really not a good idea.

I could lose my job over this!

It's not fair. No, it isn't!

Okay, okay!

Just... wait here. Okay?

** she moves a bit away from him and calls out: **

Jenny? I'm taking my lunch break now. Can you keep an eye on my desk while I'm gone? Yes, it's a bit early, I know, but I'm... kinda... hungry now. Great, thank you!

** she approaches him again **

Come on then...  Where did you park your car?

[pleading silently]  No, stop... Not here!

Please, they can see us from here!

Look, let's just go to your car... please?

[uncertain]  You... want me... right now?

… over my desk? Please, no... not that! Not in here!

I know the rules! Don't... but we can't do it here!

[weak]  Please stop touching me there... no, we'll get caught!

[deep breath]  Yes... Oh, you make me... please stop touching me there!

[pleading silently]  Stop! Stop! Oh God, stop it!

No... what if Jenny comes in here? She'll see us. She'll get me fired!

I told you... I haven't forgotten the rules.... Oh...

[uncomfortable]  The rules are... [moans]  we do whatever you want, whenever you want. I move at your command, I sleep when you want me to, and I  [moans]  fuck when you say so.

That's not fair... no... don't say things like that! They don't know anything... anything about us... I'm not your office slut... No, really! I'm not!

** she kisses him gently **

Please... can't we go somewhere else? I don't want to get caught. Please?

There is a  [moans]  vacant office at the end of the hallway... I think... and it has a desk just like mine...

[relieved]  Really? Thank you!

** they walk to the office and enters it, closing the door behind them **

** she kisses him greedily **

[whispers]  You make me so horny.

You still want me over the desk?

Okay!

** she leans over the desk, putting her weight onto the surface **

[moans silently]  You already know the answer to that question.

You told me not to wear any panties at the office!

[deep breath]  I do what you ask of me. I always do, don't I?

[he starts to rub her vagina; spice the sentences with short moans and gasps from this point on]

Ah... Yes. I love your hands. I love how you touch me... how your hands caress my cunny.

The other women here... I'm sure they talk about me. I'm sure they think I'm slut.

And all the men keep staring at me, when they think I don't notice it. They all want to fuck me. I can see it in their eyes. They think I'm a slut, too.

No, I don't like it!

It's all your fault... you make me wear these tight dresses and short skirts to work... and no panties, ever.

[deep breath]  I suppose it makes it easier for moments like this... when you drop by for a quickie...

Oh, fuck... oh fuck!

Stop teasing me like this!

You're so mean.... no... I don't want to beg for it.

[struggling to contain herself]  Please don't make me beg. You know what happens when I beg for it!

We don't have much time! Please... just fuck me?

[whimpering]  You're so cruel! So cruel to me!

Stop toying with me, please?

Oh, I can't take this!

Yes, I'm a slut! I admit it! I am your slut! Your little whore.

[loud moan]  I dress up to get my colleague's attention. I like to tease them... so I can be wet all day... at the thought of how much they want to have sex with me... and when the day is done, I go home and slide my soaking cunt down on your cock... again and again.

Mhm. Until it drives me crazy. Just like you do now!

[whimpers]  Oh please!

I'll say whatever you want. I'll do whatever you want. Just...

[he pushes into her without warning – she cries out in surprise and anguish. Take the moaning up a notch and go with the flow.]

** optional action/sound: if you are just as imaginative/playful/depraved as me, you may opt to record this part while actually leaning over a table and hitting into it as though you are being fucked from behind. Challenging, isn't it?! **

Yes!... Yes, fuck me!

[loudly]  Give it to me! Oh, pound into your little secretary-girl!

[lowers voice]  Shh. Shhhh. Shh. I have to be quiet.

They'll hear me! They'll hear us! They will find us, and I'll get fired!

And they'll talk about me... and call me names. Nasty, filthy names!

You're so bad. So, so bad!

But it feels so good. You fill me up so well!

I would have sex with my colleagues... ugh, if you asked me to! All of them. Even my boss and all the other girls. I would lure them into your web, and you could fuck them, too. Anyone you want! As long as you keep me as your special girl!

You know I was made for you! Only you!

Oh, please do it do me. Do those nasty things to me!

Please be quiet! They can't hear us!

No, don't call for them! They will humiliate me. They'll shun me and call me a cheap slut.

Oh, no no. It's wrong. It's so wrong for me to be like this, but my body feels so right. Why does the thought of getting caught make me so horny?

Please cum! Oh, your girl is aching for your cum. Please don't be loud. Please don't get me fired.
Oh please, heal your girl. Heal your little secretary with you cum!

Slow down! Don't cum in me. Not here. Not today! I'll swallow it all... I promise. Let me take it in my mouth! Shower me in it! Cum on my face! Let me taste it. Just don't cum in me, please!

[the 'please' at the end of the sentence can be prolonged into a scream, if you feel like starting her orgasm here; otherwise you can improvise as you please until she cums. Ideally, she covers her mouth to keep quiet.]

[then, once she comes down from that delicious, high peak:]

[despair]  Oh god... you came in me! Why do you always do this to me?

It's not funny! I'm not wearing any panties, you big dummy! I can't go around with your sperm dripping down my legs!

[he slaps her backside]  Ouch!

Okay, okay! Yes, I get it! Whatever you want, whenever you want!

… home early?

Well, I'll try. But I can't promise anythi ---

[he slaps her backside again]  Owie!

Yes, yes... I'll go home early! I promise! I promise!

Mhm, yes. You know I'm aching for your cock already. I'm always aching for it!

** she stands up **

Look... I'm late. I have to go and get cleaned up in the ladies room.

[whispers]  Because I don't want to mess up my chair!

Although... [giggles]  it would be kinda nice to know I'm practically sitting on your cum... don't you think?