Free Use 2: Taken By The Boss Under The Christmas Tree E-Book

Nikita Storm

• Herausgeber: Nikita Storm
• Kategorie: Erotik
• Sprache: Englisch
• Veröffentlichungsjahr: 2022

Beschreibung

Everything was perfectly normal. It was the eve of the big company yearly Christmas party and as head secretary, it was my job to make sure all the decorations were in order.

I was just finishing putting the star up on the tree, when I started to wobble a bit on the ladder.

Suddenly, it stopped and I heard a familiar voice below me.

"It's okay, Kara, I've got it."

I froze in place. It was Dave, my boss. What was he doing here? I thought I was all alone.


Excerpt:

Everything was perfectly normal. It was the eve of the big company yearly Christmas party and as head secretary, it was my job to make sure all the decorations were in order.

I was just finishing putting the star up on the tree, when I started to wobble a bit on the ladder.

Suddenly, it stopped and I heard a familiar voice below me.

"It's okay, Kara, I've got it."

I froze in place. It was Dave, my boss. What was he doing here? I thought I was all alone.

"What...what are you doing here?" I couldn't believe this. Dave was a good boss, but...there was just something creepy about him. Something I couldn't quite place my finger on.

"Helping you, of course!" He laughed heartily. A laugh that creped me out and made me even more uneasy.

I was about to retort something when I felt his hand touch against my leg. Oh my God, what was he doing?? I'd heard about this type of thing before, but had never encountered anything like this.

What could I do?

I tried to concentrate on putting up the star, but my boss stroking my bare legs made it nearly impossible.

Should I scold him and contact HR? Of course, knowing my luck, they'd fire me and let the creep continue working here.

"Don't let me stop you from setting things up, Kara..." He leered. His hands felt simultaneously good and revolting.

I'd never been with a man before, so had no idea how good their touch actually felt. But he was my boss! He also wasn't someone I'd willingly allow to touch me.

I turned around to say something, but I couldn't. My mouth hung open and I was literally unable to finish my thought. I wanted to tell him to stop touching me, but I was physically unable.

I could only let him rub my bare legs with his meat hooks.

"That's a good girl..." He said, his voice gruff, but soft. His hands roved higher up to my thighs.

I stood there, shivering at his touch as emotions roiled through me. The more he touched me, the less compelled I was for him to stop.

The lecherous grin on his face as he slowly molested me, made me sick to my stomach, but there was nothing I could do about it.

"Do you like that?"

"Yes, please continue," fell from my lips.