The Office Dynamic

Dominique is a demanding bitch of a boss who treats her employees like trash. She yells and screams and makes them jump through all the hoops she can. She barely gives them breaks. You wonder why they stick around, don’t you? Maybe it’s because they understand that a woman in power is not only sexy, but the fact that she dominates makes for some serious, on-edge, sexual tension.

Watch as this employee bides his time until he can wet Dominique’s legs, pushing her to her knees to clean up his mess. And on his knees before his goddess’s gams is exactly where he wants to be. The tension builds as he looks up at her, seeing the usually stern face soften with desire. The sight of him on his knees igniting the lust within them. It is fucking explicit, the need for her grow stronger as he surrenders his power to her. The other employees watch, eyes wide, as he slowly, teasingly, unbuttons her blouse. Her breath hitches as she feels his strong, yet gentle, hands on her naked thighs. Their eyes meet in an intense, lingering gaze.

Nobody says anything, the whole office, puts a stop on their work, like the temperature has been raised, it rises again. Sweat mixed with hot lust. She smiles, soft, seductive. The need in his eyes pleading for more, but he holds back, this is her moment. Her nipples visibly hardened through her bra as her breath hitched, even with the fury of the lust in her eyes she had kept herself glamorous. He inhaled her mellow scent, she smelled like a beautiful flower. His dick, throbbing. Her fingers danced over the front of his pants. Teasing him leaving him longing for more, his own breathing growing ragged, heavy. It drove her fucking wild, she moaned low, the other employees only making it worse. She let a single fingernail dance down his cheek his whole body shook, his trembling body underneath her delicate fingers.