Under my boss' table
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At work, I just nodded to Edward and immersed myself in my work. I already knew that I shouldn't bother him, he himself would propose some kind of occupation. Of a sexual nature, of course.
Sofia walked into the office before lunch and headed over to Edward's office. I looked at her in disgust, noticing that her belly was growing. After a while, Edward and Sofia got out holding hands, laughing at something between them, and headed towards the exit, probably for lunch.
Every time I saw Edward so happy with his wife, I wondered: “how can he behave so calmly? He himself admits that she betrayed him! What the hell? Maybe then, these clever words of his about freedom in relationships aren't worth a penny?”
“I'll never understand how he treats his wife.” I shook my head.
At the end of the work day, I was almost ready to leave when Edward approached me.
“Elvira.” He nodded. Before that, we hadn't talked all day and I was starting to get used to such selective communication. “Are you ready for a business trip with me?”
“How?” I raised my eyebrows. Another surprise from my boss?
“I have to go to St. Petersburg at the end of this week. For a work meeting. So… I decided to take you with me.”
Edward's message that he was taking me on a business trip with him took me by surprise. The fact was that my position did not involve business trips to other cities at all, and therefore I did not understand two things: how was Edward going to get this through and why did he need me there?
To my question, he replied briefly:
“I need you under the table again. Don't worry, I will tell the rest that you are participating with me in the discussion of the project.”
That was all. And that was Edward. Brevity and dryness were everything.
Although, to be honest, I was worried about the very idea of the trip. I hadn't traveled to the city on the Neva in a long time, and the very thought of going there with Edward excited me. What awaited me? Would he let me do something else with him besides the perversion under the table? I didn't complain, but the insistence on giving him pleasure under the table during some important meeting bored me. The same, always! How long did I have to suck his arrogant cock under the table?
But I noticed something else… Edward's gaze seemed to have changed after that joint sex with Alex. I remembered his jealousy and rejoiced in silence! Did this mean that I wasn't indifferent to my boss after all? Could I count on something else with him?
Day X was imperceptibly approaching. Edward called me to his office.
“Elvira, we're leaving tomorrow. Tickets are ready, so is the hotel. Any questions for me?”
“Yes.” I nodded. “How long will the business trip last?”
“Five days. Now come closer to me…”
I obeyed. His voice sounded so velvety, so sexy that my breath began to choke in anticipation of what might happen next.
“Good girl.”
Edward, looking into my eyes, put his hand on my chest. I was in tight jeans, and through the fabric I felt the touch of his fingers. They began to move rhythmically.
I opened my mouth to tell him that someone might notice us and immediately closed it. In the end, this never stopped Edward, and how miraculously lucky I was: none of my colleagues caught him giving an obscene lesson with me. Perhaps…
Meanwhile, his thumb found the place where my clit was and pressed hard. I gasped softly and bit my lip. Heat began to spread through my body…
Edward, seeing the languid expression on my face, stopped the painful caress and withdrew his hand from it. The feeling of fullness started to leave me as if reluctantly. At my pleading eyes, he laughed:
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