[M] Overtime (Lewd Green)

>You glance at your monitor.
>7:36pm.
>Every other employee had left for home by now, leaving you and the boss alone.
>You'd been held back for overtime at the office. Again.
>Third fucking time this week.
>"The company is under a lot of stress lately, I need you to stay here and help me with the paperwork.
>Like hell, if there was really mountains of super important work she'd have kept the whole building behind to make sure the company doesn't fall behind.
>It's more than obvious the boss had ulterior motives. Whatever those may be.
>Oh well, at least the overtime pay is good, and it's not like chatting to her while you work is a bad thing.
>And she lets you sit in the right hand man office, nice and secluded away from the boring white and blue halls filled with cubicles.
>Speak of the devil and she shall appear, it seems.
>You hear the door of her office open and soon after your own door opens.
>Monika backs into the room holding a silver trey, before closing the door with her foot.
"Evening, ma'am."
>"Oh Anon, whatever did I tell you about pleasantries, you don't need to call me 'ma'am' or 'boss' when it's just us."
"Sorry, ma'am."
>She sighs as she sets the trey down on your desk.
>"You're hopeless sometimes."
>"Anyway, I figured you could use a little kick, so I brought us some coffee."
>It's too late for coffee, but admittedly you could feel exhaustion slowly taking you.
"Thanks, Monika."
>"There, that wasn't so hard, was it?"
"I guess not."
>You take the mug off coffee and take a swig.
>The hell? Has she been studying you? You're a man of weird coffee tastes but this is the perfect cup.
>Oh well, better not look a gift horse in the mouth!
>Since there's no other chairs in the room, Monika takes her usual spot.
>Perching herself on the desk next to your monitor.
>You finally look up from your work and look at your boss.
>She blows on her own coffee, steam wafting into the air and disappearing.
>Monika catches you looking and gives you a small smile before sipping at her drink.
>You half ass a smile back before turning to your paperwork again.
>Sign here, staple these, put in the finished pile. Same old same old.
>Monika sets her cup down and sighs heavily.
>"You know, Anon. I must really thank you for staying after hours like this."
"Oh, it's no problem Monika. Really."
>"It's nice to know I have such a reliable employee around here for once."
>"Half these people you couldn't trust to switch on a computer."
>Your boss had a bit of a habit of gossiping about the other workers.
>Complaining about this, that or the other.
>You could only nod and smile in agreement.
>Although your company seemed to keep her happy, and likewise. Win win.
>"I've been thinking..."
"Hm?"
>"There must be a way I can repay you for all this help."
"The money is fine, honestly it's the best I could ask for."
"Not to mention.. A nice chat with my boss every night"
>"Aha you're too kind."
>Smooth.
>"You're a lonely guy. Right, Anon?"
>You let out a sad sigh as you staple more paper together and set it down.
"Yeah.. Guess so heh."
>"And it's been so long.. Since.. Y'know.."
>What in gods name is she trying to imply.
>Suddenly the young woman lifts her leg up and onto the desk in front of you, grabbing your attention.
>You look up at her. Monika's face flushing red as the two of you hold eye contact.
>"D-Don't be afraid to marvel at my body, Anon."
>"I've caught you looking once or twice you know."
>You give in as your eyes move down her body, taking in her ample curves.
>Her formal get up really accentuates her features.
>Your eyes scan along the leg in front of you, her thighs disappearing into a sleek, black pair of tights.
>She leans forward ever so slightly.
>"I see you're pitching a tent, Anon."
>"But first, I have a little errand I need you to run."
>She lifts her skirt and presents you with nothing! She's completely commando!
>Her pussy is already glistening.
>You hesitate, trying to comprehend the situation at hand.
>"I prefer my employees to get stuck into their work, Anon."
>Before you can move her hand brushes through your hair, only to tighten and pull you forward into her crotch.
>The second your mouth collides with her pussy you set to work eating her out.
>Monika ruffles your hair as she moans and coos softly under the workings of your tongue.
>Her nectar tastes sweet, very much so. You can't help but work for more.
>Each movement of your tongue sends a jolt of electricity through the woman.
>"Oh god.. A-Anon.."
>Her hand leaves your head, only for her thighs to hug your ears as she wraps her legs around you, trapping you in her warmth.
>With her hands now free, Monika begins undressing her upper body.
>First her jacket then unbuttoning her shirt.
>You can feel your cock pushing against your briefs and trousers.
>You're ready to go, if only Monika would let you.
>Monika's moans start to pick up in volume as you keep licking.
>Her legs tighten around your head, her hand grabbing your scalp.
>"Don't stop Anon!"
>You're more than happy to oblige.
>Suddenly Monika shudders as a wave of her juices flows from her pussy. Moaning as an orgasm burns through her like a wildfire.
>Her legs loosen their grip around you as her orgasm begins to wear off.
>You take the opportunity to stand up from your still seated position.
>Monika's emerald eyes make contact with yours. Suddenly she smirks and grabs ahold of your tie, pulling you forward.
>"I'm not finished with you yet."
>"Take me, now!"
"Yes, boss."
>"That's right.. I'm your boss.. Now fuck me."
>Without hesitation you unbuckle your pants and let them drop to the floor, fishing your member from your boxers.
>You line it up and plunge into your bosses soaked pussy with ease. The base of your cock hitting her skin.
>Monika lets out a load, lust filled moan as you fill her completely. Your hands find themselves holding her hips.
>She still has a grip on your tie as you begin to thrust in and out of her slowly.
>After a while you begin to speed up, soon enough a rhythmic slapping noise fills the room as your skin smacks against hers.
>All the while Monika is moaning like a bitch in heat.
>"That's... A good boy.."
>She pulls you forward and kisses you, her tongue darting into your mouth and ferociously wrestling with your own.
>Monika pulls away from the kiss and leans back, letting go of your tie. Her red face wrought with pleasure as you satisfy her cravings.
>A familiar tingling sensation begins to build downstairs. You're getting close.
>"Anon.. I'm gonna-"
"Me too."
>"I-Inside.."
>You begin thrusting into her at the speed of sound itself. Putting your all into fucking your boss.
>Suddenly she leans forward and wraps her arms around you, pressing her forehead against your shoulder.
>Monika's folds tighten around your cock, clamping down as she shudders in orgasm again. Moaning loudly.
>The tightness immediately sends you over the edge as your member fires rope after rope of cum into the woman.
>You grunt as the waves of euphoria wash over you. Your cock pulsating inside of your boss.
>Eventually you pull out, your legs immediately give way and you land in your chair again.
>Monika is still sitting on the desk, panting as your seed oozes from her pussy and slowly trickles down her thighs.
>With a finger, she scoops up a sample and pops it in her mouth. Licking at her fingertips eagerly.
>"Mm.. Maybe next time I'll have to try some from the source.."
"Next time..?"
>"Oh definitely, with hard work like that I'll be keeping you again tomorrow night."
>"I haven't had anything that good in my entire life."
>Once the woman has regained her breath she sets about fixing herself up. As do you, fastening your pants around your waist again.
>She stands and leans over you, planting a kiss on your forehead before turning and heading for the door.
>"You're free to go, Anon. Thank you."
>Her head pops out from behind the door.
>"I look forward to out 'meeting' tomorrow."
>She winks at you before disappearing through the door again. You hear her enter her own office.
>You finish getting dressed and switch your computer off.
>With half a stack of paperwork still sitting on the desk, you're not sure how far into it you'll get tomorrow night before Monika returns to make you hers again.
>Not like you're complaining anyway.