My printer had refused to work properly the entire day, and now I found myself at my wit's end literally;  cursing everyone around me for my own misfortune. There was some luck left in my cup to drink, so to speak, as the whole floor was rather empty at that time. 

My eyes lingered at the golden watch on my wrist and I could not believe it. 

“Fuck…” I gritted my teeth realizing it was half-past 10 pm already. 

 A sense of despair began to creep under my skin little by little as I began to realize I’d never fix that damn thing. Alas, I was at peace with my own thoughts, as I pulled out a cigarette and moved closer to the window to avoid any annoying smoke alarms. 

My tight pantyhose had become itchy at this point, but as I slowly touched the inner side of my thighs, I managed to release some of that tension. That was my sexiest pair and for a split second my eyes were caught up admiring the richness of my own flesh that could be slightly spotted through the fabric. 

“Damn, baby, you’re hot…” I muttered with satisfaction and then my thoughts returned to my smoking routine.    

Two more cigarettes left beside the one I had taken already; despair was obvious on my face already. 

“That’s just fucking brilliant!” I sighed rolling my eyes as I lit the one I was holding in between my lips. 

A quick drag that pushed the smoke throughout my lungs and all over my system caused me to see the world with different eyes. A moment of clearness was all I needed after a shitty day that seemed to have no end in sight. 

“Promotion!” was the word ringing in my head like a bell, but before that would be a test that scared the shit out of me. It’s not that I didn’t know what I had to do, but the bosses, especially Kylian was giving me the creeps. 

He wasn’t working with us at the office, and would only come here to my headquarters to verify our progress and give us the newest guidelines. He was a cold man in his appearance, with those large hazel eyes and slick long brown hair pushed towards the back of his head… and that blue tie he’d wear each time he visited as if he only had that one to wear for the rest of his days. 

The man was a complete mystery to me, especially since he wasn’t that much of a talker; at least not with the ‘plebe’ in the company. I was a ‘mere’ secretary, so what… I still deserved respect and consideration for my efforts and contributions! 

That thought caused me to chuckle slightly, as I was puffing my cigarette, with less effort at this time since I was halfway through and part of the nicotine had worked its magic already. 

“Ehh… fuck it…” I concluded with a bored face, which was rather tired and disgusted with everything and everyone. 

My voice and the words themselves expressed the current state of every corporate employee, bored of the same useless shit and the long hours that were bound to make other people rich; people who were complete strangers to us. 

Caught up inside my own thought process, I leaned over the large window, with my head slightly pushed out to make sure all the smoke I would cause was going to fade away in the immensity of the Earth’s atmosphere. My ears had caught up some slight noise at one point, but my mind was too distracted to consider anything except for its own creations. 

“Yeah…” I muttered with a rather phlegmatic voice “Fuck that cold-hearted cunt, he can say whatever… I don’t care anyway!” 

That’s when I dropped the almost finished cigarette in midair, allowing it to fall from the 32nd floor. I know that’s not something to be proud of, but I was so sickened and tired of everything. Now, as I turned around, my eyes picked up a darker figure through the glass door of my office; the damn thing was cracked slightly as well, and I could swear that strange occurrence almost caused me a heart arrest. 

My mind and body stopped at once, as I was gazing at that figure with a paralyzed gaze. I had neither the courage to utter anything nor the will to move further and inspect the scene. I just stood there, waiting for a messiah that would eventually come to my salvation. There was no such thing, unfortunately, and as my skin turned to a sea of goosebumps, my eyes began to unravel more and more of that mysterious figure. 

As the door slowly cracked even further, I could finally see who was spying on me; my jaw dropped like a sledgehammer, as his smile met me with a strange naturalness. Those perfect white teeth looked like they had been crafted by the world’s most renowned sculptor. 

“Are you still here? Isn’t it a bit late?”

Those questions echoed through my head with the speed of lightning, yet I couldn’t muster any response. The struggle was there obviously, but the shock I was feeling surpassed any other emotion. 

“I… I…” I began with a stutter, “I had some last-minute stuff.” 

His quick nod was bossy enough to cause my heart to melt, and that cheeky smile that followed pushed me on the fucking edge. Those sparkling eyes of his looked like they were harboring a secret, one that was unavailable to me. 

“Did he gaze at my ass as I was leaning over the window?” was the first question that came to me, and then was followed by others. “Did my ass look fat as I bent over?”

A rush of warm blood to my cheeks caused them to blush almost instantly, almost against my will. I didn’t want to show him my emotion and I didn’t want Kylian to know I was impressed in any way. Those signs of weakness would surely turn into the weakest prey and that’s the last thing I wanted to happen in those moments. 

“I know how that is.” he smiled. “Sometimes I forget to go home from work; my ass gets stuck to that chair literally.” 

I tried not to smile, but like a demon lurking inside the depths of my soul, a strange force pushed my lips to widen close to their limit.  I was still aware of my own actions, but I felt like I could not control my body anymore.

“The perks of having a corporate job,” I replied, rolling my eyes, and that’s when he pushed through the door entirely and continued walking towards me. 

I really didn’t know how to react, and that’s because I didn’t know what his intentions were. It’s safe to say that in that moment we were alone in the office… well, except for the janitor who was supposed to always work the night shift. 

“Do you mind?” he asked kindly as he pulled one of those thick cigars from the inner pocket of his coat. 

I shrugged without saying a word, but he took my gesture as approval. I was not going to fight back anyway, I was too busy delving into his exquisite elegance. Kylian’s white shirt did not have a single cut being ironed to perfection, but had what caught my attention entirely, were his hardened nipples. That was a sight didn’t plan to observe, yet I couldn’t ignore either. 

This man was the embodiment of perfection, and I would ignore the fact that he was my boss. I’m not the type to kiss someone’s ass just to please them to get some sort of professional advantage. He looked classy as fuck with that dark blue suit that was worth at least a thousand bucks if not more, and since he was not wearing any ties that night, it made him even classier, a sort of a rebel outlook if I may dare to say. 

“Do you want one?” he asked but I felt obliged to refuse. 

“Ohh no, I just had one, I don’t know if I can take another,” I replied keeping my head down… for some reason, I could never decipher. I wasn’t planning to play the obedient card, it was not my style, yet I had just done it. 

I found myself in a continuing struggle, a war between my instincts and my cravings. My reply caused him to smile slightly. 

“If you say so.” he added and puffed on his cigar.

“God, you should sit like this over the window, or else the smoke detectors will turn on.” 

As I explained to him the conditions, I also showed him by bending my body over the window slightly. My tight black skirt engulfed my ass close to a breaking point; I could almost feel the fabric screaming under the tension. 

Before I could have another thought, I started feeling a gentle touch on both my hips; at first, I thought I was only dreaming, and the sensation was only the product of my wild imagination. The touch itself sent shivers up on the curve of my spine, paralyzing my body for a moment. I was without reaction and as my eyes lingered slowly towards the area of contact. I could see two hands touching me. 

This was the reality without a doubt, still, I could not believe it was happening. I didn’t dare to confront him as my whole body was trembling to its core. Part of me wanted to turn around furiously and slap the shit out of him for having the courage to touch me without asking first for approval. The other part was ravishing already in the emotion and the adrenaline created by the touch itself and now was craving for more. 

Those moments of indecision were all Kylian needed to take my silence for an answer. His hands slowly pushed up until they reached my waist and as they gently pushed under my shirt I could feel how his warm hands were burning with desire to touch and explore even more of my body. 

My instinct pushed my own right hand to grab his own, in a futile attempt to stop him from what he was doing. My face was burning at this point, giving my cheeks a bright rosy color and I was trying to hide this reality from him to the best of my ability. 

“Please…” I muttered without even knowing what I was trying to say, but Kylian knew what he wanted in fact. 

He gently approached my neck as he bent over me. 

“You smell so sexy, Mona,” he whispered and kissed my ear lobe slightly. 

My knees melted instantly as I began to lose control over my thoughts and actions. I tried to reject him as I didn’t want to appear too weak in his eyes, but it felt beyond my powers to do so. Another question that taunted me was the fact that he knew my name, but I knew too well that I would not find the truth behind it anytime soon.  

The tension controlling my body would soon turn into gasping as I could feel my lungs overtaken by the amount of air I was trying to breathe. Everything was happening now at a superlative rate, and every touch and every emotion felt more than I could ever handle. 

“Did anyone tell you that you are beautiful?” 

He asked with a whisper, and despite knowing this was nothing but smooth talk, I couldn’t fight back. Before I could even tell, I had become the prisoner of Kylian’s desire and I felt powerless in front of him. My ass was pushed now against his hardened cock, and I could feel it through the fabric of both his pants and my skirt. It was so strong and intense that it was messing with my mind and thoughts, preventing me from thinking clearly. 

“Ugh…” I gasped, “What do you think!?”  

With a slight nudge, I managed to escape from that impossible pose, and now I turned around to face my boss head-on. Only a few inches were separating our eyes at this point, but this occurrence didn’t seem to deter him from wanting me, in any way. His eyes gazed into the depths of my soul as if they tried to find my deepest secrets, yet I was trying my hardest not to reveal anything to him. 

“I am not gonna lie,” he added with the sexiest voice ever, “I find you attractive and I want to have you more than I want to have the next breath of air.” 

His direct style was pretty impressive, and I guess that pushed him on top of the corporate ladder. These kind of men were those who succeeded in like after all. No fucking around and no excuses, straight to the chase. 

Before I could even think of an answer, his lips assaulted mine with a kiss that felt like it was meant to suck my soul out of my body. So passionate, and so devouring that caused me to become wet instantly. His left hand reached to my thighs at the same time, crawling in between my legs as his skin was gently caressing the fabric of my black pantyhose. The silky-smooth texture allowed him to easily explore the hidden secrets of my body as he slowly pushed under my tight skirt. 

“Easy…” I whispered biting my lip as I was on the brink of giving up the last remaining attempts to resist his voracious lust. 

Kylian was deaf to my desires now and focused only on my luscious body; his mind and senses were fully delving in my generous curves, as he touched slowly every bit of it. 

“God, you are divine!” he grinned, kissing my neck this time as if he wanted to drive me on the edge of madness. His every touch felt like pure ecstasy as his wet lips caressed my burning body.

Suddenly, I found myself caught in the force of his sculpted arms as he grabbed me by my waist and turned my body around to face the thick glass of the window. I was surprised to see this gesture of slight ‘violence’ but I chose not to fight back, curious to see what he was planning next. 

Without a doubt, I found myself at the mercy of his desires, and now that I couldn’t fight back anymore, I waited to see what his next move was going to be. With a swift move, Kylian pushed my skirt up, grabbing my ass with both his hands, squeezing my butt cheeks with his powerful fingers, massaging it as if he wanted to torment me even more. 

“Ugh… yes… like that.” I kept moaning as my knees began to shake. 

My moaning voice appeared to tease him even more and then I felt his lips kissing my butt cheeks through the fabric of my pantyhose, and then his teeth went in as well. 

Ahhh!! That slow bite drove me to insanity almost causing me to almost want to jump on him for the ride of his life. 

Despite being a prisoner, I had my role to play as well and I decided to tease him even more while I grabbed his hair with both my hands pulling him in even harder. That proved to be a breaking point eventually as Kylian lost his control entirely and grabbed me in his arms and threw me almost, on the fucking desk. 

I felt just like a toy in his arms, yet I enjoyed the thrill and as I looked back at him with teasing eyes, I could see him dropping his coat on the floor, and then he ripped his shirt literally, with buttons flying all over the room. The boss looked at me with a growling expression on his face, just like one of those wild beasts ready to devour their prey. 

No words were needed in this situation, as our bodies were speaking to one another in a language of lust and desire.  My skirt was out of the equation at this point, yet Kylian seemed to not be able to have enough of the sexiness of my silky pantyhose; he grabbed my ass with both his hands as I laid down on my back, and then he gently pulled his hands towards my feet caressing every inch of my body in the process.

The teasing was fucking unbelievable and close to becoming unbearable at this point; I wanted him, probably more than he wanted me in the beginning, yet he continued to play with me.  

“Come…” I begged him at this point as I pulled his head towards me; I craved to have another kiss and even more, as I felt like I could not resist anymore. 

Kylian grinned as he looked at me from under his eyebrows; that sort of cheeky grin was pushing me to despair now so I couldn’t just sit idle anymore. 

I pulled myself up slightly then grabbed his neck to pull him closer, an action that ended with a kiss. 

“Fuck me!” I gritted my teeth and kissed him once more. 

Kylian smiled again and took off my pantyhose with his teeth up to my knee level. I could tell he was fantasizing about this piece of clothing, but I didn’t believe he was so caught up with it. A dirty thought came to my mind that very instant, and that was something meant to drive him crazy. 

I took the pantyhose off completely, and then I wrapped it twice around his neck, pulling his face in between my breasts. 

“You’re mine!” I giggled now that I had turned him into my prisoner, and that was only the beginning. Kylian smiled as he delved into the game, then started kissing my tits, sucking my nipples with burning lust. 

“Are you ready?” I asked and I could tell I took him by surprise. 

He looked at me with puzzled eyes as I began to tie his eyes with my pantyhose, then I pushed him onto the chair only to throw myself on his lap, ready to give him the ride of his life. 

The roles had changed now and I was eager to make him mine; to feeling the energy of his entire body inside me like never before in my life.