EroticReverie

I stood up and pulled down on the hem of my black pencil skirt, and smooth my hands down the sides. I adjusted the the bow on the neck of my white chiffon blouse. I’d just bought it the other day, the long sleeves were slightly see through, and the rest was not. I pushed my office chair into my desk and walked to the conference room for the morning meeting.

I sat down next to my newest friend at my job, Jill, who was also a new PA. I’d already started a week ago, but had yet to meet the man I was supposed to be a personal assistant to. Apparently he was out of town trying to land a big deal. I was given a run down of the basics, things that would be required. I was also warned that he was not the friendliest, and in the words of other people in the building. “a heartless prick”. I’d already been told the horror stories of how he’d made even grown men weep at their desks. 

“You nervous?” Jill leaned over in a whisper as we sat at the back of the room. 

I shrugged. “I don’t think I am, but I’m nervous, that I’m NOT nervous.” I said crossing my legs at my ankles and placing my tablet and notebook on my lap. 

“He can’t really be as bad as they say” she whispered. 

We were talking about my new boss that I had yet to meet. Today would be his first day back. While PA’s were not actually a part of the meetings, we were told to sit in occasionally. “To see how things operate” they said. 

“We’ll start without Bryant” I heard Jill’s boss say. “He’s stuck in traffic , coming from the airport.” The other male at the head of the table pulled out his chair and sat down. 

Jill and I stayed quiet and observed as the men at the head of the table spoke, and the other workers at the tables spoke back, but carefully, and only when asked a question. 

I was looking down when I heard the door open, and Jill let out a small gasp before I was able to look up. When I did, it was like a bunch of angels singing in my ear. I didn’t know who I was looking at but whoever it was could model for GQ. He stood at least 6′3″, lean, and was in a perfectly tailored navy suit, with a crisp white dress shirt beneath it, his dark brown, almost black hair was styled, slicked back, and his face was cleanly shaven, even though I could tell from here he had the hint of a five o clock shadow coming in. He didn’t look at anyone, instead sat down in the third chair at the head of the large table and placed his cellphone face up on the table. 

I gulped. This had to be him then. My new boss. My incredibly, hot as fuck, distracting to all hell boss. How would I focus? There were plenty of good looking men in the building, but he was something else, and squeezed my thighs together. 

“My god” Jill said quietly as she leaned in to me and nudged me with her elbow. “Look at him”

I barely whispered a response. “I am.”

He listened leaning his against the back of his chair and crossed his leg, his elbow resting on the arm of the chair as his thumb sat below his jaw propping it up, his pointer against the side of his face, his other fingers curled down in front of his lips as he listened to the older man of the three speak. He waited a few minutes and then eventually he spoke. When he did, my thighs clenched again, because his voice was deep. It commanded you with the way it boomed , he spoke with confidence, I imagined what his voice would sound like whispering dirty things into my ear while he fucked me from behind. I mentally shook the thought out of my head, or tried to anyways. 

Kittens. Puppies. Cute little baby ducks. I tried to think of anything other than all the dirty thoughts racing through the back of my head. 

“Jenna…he’s hot” Jill whispered , and I nudged her, to urge her to be quiet and not draw attention to ourselves. It was too late though because his green eyes caught mine from all the way across the room and I froze, my nipples tightened in my bra. I almost squeaked like a mouse, but was able to choke that one down and just cleared my throat, willing myself not to turn scarlet, but his gaze was too much and I broke the eye contact and looked down at my tablet.  

I finally released the breath I didnt realize I was holding when he started to talk again.

For the rest of the meeting I made sure to look anywhere but at him. 

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After the meeting was over , Jill and I allowed the other employees to file out first. Her boss called her name as he stood, and she scampered quickly after him, following him out as he started to notify of things he needed done. 

The older guy who was at the head of the table , grabbed his folders and I slowed my walk, letting them talk. He clapped a hand on Mr.Bryant’s shoulder and congratulated him. I assume he closed the deal that he was away for. Then he turned , looked at me with a polite smile and nodded and left the room as Mr.Bryant gathered the rest of the papers and stashed them into his folder.

I waited for him to look up, but he didn’t. 

“Hello sir, I’m Jenna you’re ne—” I started to introduce myself.

“I’ll need the dinner with The Pottam’s rescheduled for as soon as possible, I need you to take my clothes in my suitcases to the cleaners, call my mother tell her I can’t make it this weekend, and RSVP me to the Calhouns cocktail party this weekend. And call Kinsley in my contacts, set yourself up with an appointment with her, to have her find you a suitable dress” he said flipping over one of the papers.

My brows scrunched. “Sir?” A dress? Why did I need a dress? Was he telling me I didnt know how to dress? And what a jerk, he didnt even let me finish talking. 

He gave a heavy sigh and answered. “What?” he asked as if I had already annoyed him to the point of him walking out of this office and telling them to find him a new PA. 

“I’m apologize sir, but the last thing…about the dress….” I said. I stepped back a foot when his green eyes lifted and looked at me. 

“What about it?” he looked at me as if he was bored, another sigh.

“Well, you said a dress for me, so since you misspoke I was just wondering if you could clarify who the dress is for?” I asked, trying not to sound too scared or intimidated. I tried not to break his gaze this time, but his eyes were piercing. I looked away first. My cheeks flushing. 

“I did not misspeak Ms.Price.” he said and my eyes flicked back up in confusion. 

“Wha-what do I need a dress for sir?” I asked and he looked at me. 

“I’ll be bringing you as my plus one to the Calhoun’s cocktail party.” he says.

“I- I don’t understand sir” I said. 

He blew out an exasperated sigh and picked up his folders and I followed him as he walked out of the room. I followed on my heels, my shorter legs struggling to keep his pace. 

Once in his office, he gestured for me to close the door behind me and I did. When I turned around he was removing his suit jacket, and my mouth watered at the sight. He flung it onto the brown leather sofa against his wall and undid his tie.

Just as I was about to speak and ask my question again.

“I need a plus one to the cocktail party, so I’m bringing you, what’s so hard to understand Ms. Price?” he asks walking around his desk and sitting in his chair and turning on his computer.

“Well…I…I wasn’t aware I was required to assist with things outside of normal business hours sir” I said. 

“You’re not.” he said looking at his screen and logging in. 

I stood there for a moment.

“The cocktail party is on Friday this week..” I said, then second guessed myself and swiped on the tablet in my hands. “I apologize, unless I remembered incoreectl–…No…it’s on Friday…7pm.” I said. 

He seemed to ignore me as he typed away on the keyboard and then clicked his mouse a few times. 

“Sir?” I said. 

He pushed back in his chair and leaned back, hands behind his head. 

I pointed to screen of my tablet that I held.

“It’s on Fri-” I started and he cut me off. 

“Yes Ms. Price I know what day it is. I also know it’s after hours.” his green eyes felt like they were undressing me as he lazily skimmed me up and down. “And, you’ll do” 

“Excuse me?” I asked, tightening my grip on my tablet.

“I need a date for this thing, and I’m bringing you” he said, then crossed his leg up, resting his ankle on his thigh. I couldnt help but let my eye quickly dart to the outline of a generously sized limp cock in his pants. I darted them away a nanosecond after laying eyes on it. 

“Is this a work related party sir?” I asked, choosing to ignore the “you’ll do” comment. 

He shook his head. 

“Pardon me, I think I’m just confused sir” I said and he rolled his eyes and then licked his lips before he spoke, sitting back up in his chair, planting his foot back on the ground and clasped his hands together on his desk. 

“The cocktail party is my friends engagement party.” he says. 

“Why would I go then?” I asked and walked over to his desk and set my tablet and notepad down. 

“Because I’m getting you a nice dress, and I asked you nicely” he said. 

I let out a scoff. He raises an eyebrow in surprise and I shake my head.

“You didn’t ask at all.” I said.

“You’re right Ms. Price.” he said with a little smirk. “I didn’t ask you…in fact…I told you….to get a dress….and to join me at this party” he said. 

“Is this like, a test, or a joke or something?” I ask.

He shakes his head. “I assure you it’s no joke” 

“Then ask me” I say standing up straight and looking at him, not sure what the hell kind of douche bag boss I’ve adopted by getting this job. No matter how good looking he is, he can’t just demand shit outside of the job. 

“Ask you what?” he cocks his head to the side. 

“ASK me…don’t TELL me…if it’s not during business hours, and it’s not a work related event, I don’t see how you’re able to TELL me I have to go with you.” I scowl and feel anger rising in me. 

He smiles, seeming to be amused with the way my voice is starting to raise. 

“I don’t ask for things. I take them Ms. Price” he says. 

I slap my hand down on his desk and lean over. “I am NOT a THING” 

He smirks as I narrow my eyes and he licks his lips. 

“Please make your appointment with Kinsley as soon as possible. She’ll come to the office to measure you, she’ll bring back options for you to choose from.” he says.

“I’m not going to the party with you.” I say pushing my hand against his desk, pushing myself back up straight and putting my hand on my hip. 

“Yes you are.” he says.

I scowl at him. “There’s plenty of other women in New York City, that I’m sure would love to go with you, I’ll make arrangements for a nice woman to meet with Kinsley ” I say and he stands up and walks around the desk and stands in front of me. looking down. 

“Ms. Price…” he says, his voice seeming to vibrate though my whole body in that low rumble. 

I say nothing and look up at him, and he just grins. 

“Will you  go on a date with me this Friday?” he says, and I look at him narrowing my eyes.

“No.” I state flatly. 

His smirk grows wider and he steps even closer and I inhale, holding my breath as he leans down and whispers into my ear. 

“Please” he says and the breath from his mouth tickles my ear and blows a few strands of loose baby hairs at the side of my neck. 

“I don’t want to.” I said, trying to keep my voice from wavering. Who did this guy think he was? Just because he looked like a god, meant he could boss people around in and out of work? 

“I think you’re lying to me Ms. Price.” he whispered again and his body pressed against mine, his hand sliding onto my hip.

I swallowed hard and looked up at him. Wasn’t this sexual harassment? Yes. But did I also secretly enjoy it? Yes.

I stepped back. “Mr. Bryant, please be professional.” I said while looking away. 

“I’ve been out of town for a week” he says , and when I look up, he’s staring. 

“There were quite few things I missed while I was gone.” he said reaching out and curling his fingers around the waist of my tight pencil skirt and pulled me into him. I gasped and put my hands to his chest. 

“You know what I missed most though?” he said pulling me into him, his hand sliding down over my ass.

“Mister Bryant!” I whisper yelled, not wanting to cause a scene, why did I feel like I was the one at fault here? 

“American pussy” he groaned and I felt his hand find my zipper and start to undo it.

I pushed away and looked at him with anger. “What do you think you’re doing?” I asked.

He only chuckled. 

“Take off your skirt Ms. Price, I have a busy day ahead of me, and I don’t have time for games” he said. 

“Absolutely not! This is NOT what I was hired for!” I said backing up another step.

He nodded. “Indeed, however, you’re a woman, and I’m a man, and I can tell by the way you looked at me when I walked into that conference room, you’d had every dirty thought you could think of before even trying to introduce yourself.” he said. 

He wasn’t wrong, but I didnt have to admit it.

“I absolutely did not.” I said defiantly. 

He gave a slight eye roll. 

“Ms.Price, I’m well aware of the effect I have on women..hell…even men…the entire fucking population…” he said with a cocky grin.

I scowled. What a prick. 

“So you can take your skirt and panties off, and let me fuck like you want me to, or we can pretend you don’t want it, and I can go about my day being an unbearable prick to all of the employees.” he says, and slides his hands in his pockets, and I glance down and catch a glimpse of his cock, hard already in his pants and gulp and shake my head and look up at him.

“Pretty sure you’d be an unbearable prick either way.” I say and then my eyes widen for the fact I had thought that out loud. I had every right to say it out loud, but I needed this job, I couldn’t get fired after only a week, even if my boss was a fucking asshole, and a pervert. 

HE threw his head back with a laugh. 

“well, well, well…” he tsked. 

“You’re not the first person to say that, however you’re the first to say it to my face before I’ve even fired you” he says.

“You’re firing me?!” I screech. 

He waves his hand in the air to dismiss the comment. “No , I’m not firing you, you haven’t done anything wrong. Why would I fire you?” he asked cocking his head.

“Because I wont…” I gestured toward his desk.

He turns his head and looks at the desk then looks back and raises an eyebrow.

He gives a smirk. “So you have pictured it then?”

“Excuse me?” I say. 

He grins. “You gestured to the desk….that’s where you picture me fucking you…most likely bent over it…am I correct?” he sits on the edge of his desk and pulls his hands out of his pocket and places them on the edge as he stands , leaning against it as he sits. 

“No” I say shaking my head. “Just,…where else would…” I start.

“The sofa..” he nods with chin. “The floor..” he gestures to the floor.  “Against the walls..” he says. I gulp looking at the frosted glass, that changes from clear to opaque with a remote control. They are currently opaque. I gulp. 

He throws his thumb over his shoulder to the window over looking the city. “Or with your fabulous tits and hands, and that pretty face of yours pressed up against the glass, while I fuck you from behind.” he says with a casual shrug.

“See, I HAVE thought about it Ms. Price, from the moment I saw you when I looked up and caught you and the other girl nudging each other like little school girls at the back of the room.” He licked his lips. 

“You’re….” I say, not being able to find the words. “You’re…” I say again, still finding no words. 

He grins. “Irresistible?” he asks, knowing damn well that was not the word I was looking for.

I shake my head and scoff. “You’re awful” I say for lack of a better word. 

He gives a fake pout and walks up to me again and this time he backs me up, as he steps forward I step back, and I feel my legs hit the back of his sofa, and I stumble backward and my ass hits the cushion, as I scramble to get up. He’s already hovering over me and leans down, pulling me sideways and onto my back as he climbs ontop of me.

“Get off!” I hiss, as I feel his hard on press against me. 

“Tell the truth first” he groans digging himself against me. 

I push at his chest and his head lowers quickly and his teeth grab at my breast through my blouse and he bites exactly where my nipple is inside of my blouse and bra. I gasp and push at him harder.

“Stop it!” I push at him again but he only smiles looking down at me. 

“Admit it, admit that you thought about my cock inside of you” he growls as he slides his hand behind my back and grabs the zipper of my skirt and pulls, I gasp and squirm. 

“Stop!” I squeal and he clasps a hand over my mouth and my eyes widen. 

“Say it” he groans. “Say the fucking truth” his hand slips from my mouth.

“You’re disgusting!” I seethe and push at him , as he tugs at my skirt, pulling on it and I turn, rolling off the couch, my skirt ending up around my knees, I go to stand but he’s on the floor behind me and I reach out to grab onto the leg of one of the leather chairs in the middle of the room, but it’s too far away, and he pulls my skirt off swiftly and then I finally scream.

“Stop!” I kick and he grabs my legs, pulling me back towards him, I hear his belt buckle jingle and the unzipping noises of his pants, and then I feel his cock nudging against my ass.

“Tell me Ms.Price…tell me you want it….” he groans as he holds my shoulders down, sliding his hands to my elbows to hold my arms down. 

“Fuck you” I say. “Get off me!” I scream. 

“Sound proof” he says and I grunt and try to squirm away. 

“You’re the feistiest one yet” he groans and slides my panties to the side. I feel his cock push once, missing, then push a second time and he’s inside me. 

I gasp in shock and he grunts with his deep thrust. 

“See, you’re already wet, fucking dripping…” he groans, and starts to thrust as he still holds me down as I squirm. 

“You feel great” he groans. “Perfect” 

“You can’t do this!” I yelled. 

He laughed slightly and gave me more thrusts and I bit my lip fighting back a moan, because as wrong as what he was doing to me was, he felt damned good inside of me. He was taking away they ache he’d put between my legs when he first walked into the conference room, still I wouldn’t admit to him that was the case. 

My fingers curled against the lush carpet of his office floor, and my nails dug into it. I let out a small gasp as he thrust hard into me, giving me every bit of him and I found my ass lifting itself to angle for him better involuntarily. My pussy was betraying me.

He chuckled. “Thatta girl”

“Shut up” I groaned and he slid his hands from my arms now and pushed himself up and onto his knees behind me. Grabbing my hips , lifting my ass even higher as he thrust. 

“I knew you wanted it” he groaned. “You all do” he said and gave my ass a hard slap and I yelped and pushed up on my hands, on all fours and he gripped my hips harder and went faster. His hips smacking against my ass, my pussy dripping on his cock. 

“Shut the fuck up” I moaned as he kept fucking me. 

He laughed again and kept going. I could feel my tits in my bra bouncing beneath me in my blouse as he drilled into me. 

His phone on his desk started to ring and he ignored it. After three rings it stopped. 

He gripped my waist harder and pushed me down, face to his carpet, ass still in the air and went impossibly harder and deeper. I moaned out loud and clawed his carpet. 

He groaned. “You’re soaked like a horny , cock starved little bitch”

I shouldve been upset maybe, but I was so close to cumming on this pricks cock that I instead let the filthy part in me , be turned on by his words. I nodded with my cheek against the carpet.

“Say it “ he growled and spanked me again. 

“I’m soaked like a horny little bitch” I panted. 

“Cock starved little bitch” he grunted. 

“I’m so-oaked” I trembled as I became closer. “Like a…” I screamed. “Fuck!” I lifted my finger to my mouth and bit it as he brought me to the edge. 

“Cock starved…little…bitch” he finished my words with a growl.

“Cock starved little bitch” I repeated and his phone rang again. Still he ignored it. 

“You’ll learn that even though it’s not part of your job…i’ll expect this pussy to be available to me at all times…” he slowed down. 

“Dont stop” I pleaded. I could hear the grin in his voice.

“You’ll cum once you agree that, you are my fuck toy, just as much as you are my personal assistant…and you will do as I say…always” he groaned. 

I nodded” Yes” 

“Say it” he said picking his pace back up and reaching around to rub my clit. I trembled, his fingers almost sending me, 

“I’m your fuck toy” I whimpered in defeat, I knew I wouldnt be able to resist after knowing how he felt, christ, did he do this with all his assistants? Other employees? I groaned as he demanded me to cum. 

The phone stops ringing again after three times, but now there was a knock at his office door. 

“Go on…” he groaned. “they can wait….I want you to cum on my fucking cock” 

His hand was in my hair, and he pulled it back, and I was back on all fours as I started to cum, my cunt pulsing on his cock .

“Mmmmmmmm there we go…” he groaned, slamming into me still and then pulling out, and I felt his cum hit my ass, and go up onto my lower back.

“Fuckkk” he grunted and felt my orgasm still go, and he came , then slid back inside me, and kept going. 

I yelped in surprise, but he started fucking again. His fingers circling my clit as he fucked me, rubbing me again, and my entire body shook, the orgasm was too much and I couldnt take more, but he made me as I wailed for mercy. 

“Cum for me bitch” he groaned and I did, fuck did I ever. My cunt squeezed him again and this time it was the orgasm from my clit that sent me over the edge. He rubbed it fast and bit the back of my shoulder as he growled.

“Soak my cock” he groaned. My eyes rolled back in my head and he kept going, I couldnt hold myself up, I collapsed, and he groaned, still fucking me as I laid on his floor, he spread my legs wide apart and drilled up into me. Pulled out, and came again on my ass. 

He cursed when he was done and took a moment, pushing his cock through the mess of cum on my ass, and slapped his dick on my ass, before getting up and walking to his desk, opening his drawer and pulling out tissues and baby wipes.  He cleaned himself first and grinned watching me from the floor as I laid there still panting, still in a daze from the sex.  HE shoved his cock into his boxers, pulled up his pants and redid them, tucking in his shirt, then came over. Took a wipe and cleaned my lower back and ass. 

He used another and then I trembled as  he reached underneath, and dragged a wipe from from my clit to my pussy. 

“you’re pussy is like a waterfall Ms. Price” he said with a  grin in his voice as I trembled as he wiped over my clit again, then grabbed another and cleaned me up the rest of the way. 

“You realize…I could report you to HR….I could sue you” I say finally pushing myself up and turning over looking at him as he stood. 

He smirked. “But you won’t” 

I narrowed my eyes at him. “How can you be so sure?” I reached for my skirt and stood up sliding it back on. 

He smirked. “Because you can’t afford to go against me in court, my lawyers would crush any lawyer you’d be able to afford…and I have absolutely no other cases ever brought against me…it would be your word against mine pretty much…plus….you’ll be back for more…begging for it…” he grinned. 

I scrunched my nose. “You’re a prick” 

He shrugged. “And you’re a pair of legs with a great ass, a sweet pussy, and some nice looking tits….that I will be expecting to see before the end of the day” he raised his eyebrow. “Without that fucking blouse or a bra…..infact…” he looked at his watch, as well as the clock. “Come back in 45 minutes, without your bra on under that blouse, make sure your nipples are nice and hard before you come in to my office” he said and pressed the intercom on his phone on his desk. 

“Kelsey, take the clients to the conference room. I will hold my meeting there” he pressed a button and cut her off before she could reply back. 

“I’m not just going to do what you want” I said pulling my skirt up, and stuffing my blouse into it before zipping it up. 

He walked over. “Yes you will Ms. Price.” he said reaching around, holding the small of my back and zipping me up slowly. “Because that’s what a fuck toy does..” 

I shook my head. “That was just something I said in the heat of the moment” 

He tsked. “Please don’t upset me Ms.Price, I’d hate to have to punish you.” he smirked.

“Bring those tits….and that gorgeous cunt back to my office in 45 minutes” he said and then left through his office door, leaving it open. His secretary looking in, Kelsey shaking her head as I smoothed my skirt, and slipped my hand over my hair, and combed it with my fingers. 

I turned and grabbed my tablet and notepad off his desk. I chewed the corner of my lip and ripped a piece of the notepad paper off and scribbled a quick note.

“You’re MY fuck toy. And you’ll see me, and my cunt again after you’ve taken me to lunch, AND dinner….don’t think that you’re the only one who can turn a girl into a waterfall…I’ve had better…-Jenna” I giggled to myself and slapped it on the middle of his desk and turned and walked out of his office. I went to my desk across the room from Kelsey’s and began to do the things he asked of me earlier. The first, being I called Kinsley, the lady with the dresses. To my surprise she said she’d be here in 30 minutes to measure me.  So while i waited I readjusted and completed everything else, and still had a few minutes to spare before Kinsley arrived. So I went to make a cup of coffee.