One year since the divorce, sexuell frustrated after a year without any sex, new town, and today a new job. But today I start fresh, this was the thought that ran through Eva’s head as she walked up to reception and introduced herself.
“Hi, my name is Eva, I will start as Mr Henderson’s private secretary today, he told me to report to reception” “please take a seat and Mr. Henderson will be right with you”.
After a few minutes Mr Henderson came in with a big smile “Hi Eva, finally, welcome to the team” “Hi Mr Henderson” Eva replied, thinking that Mr Henderson looked better than she remembered from the interview, he looked more like an elite athlete, than a CEO of a big company.
Mr Henderson smiled as he spoke “Here’s your pass card, it get you in anywhere” “but please Eva, stop with the “Mr Henderson” now we work together, so it’ll be Steven, ok?”
The day passed quickly, and Eva enjoyed herself, for the first time in a long time. Steven was nice and they got on well.
“5am time to go home Eva” she suddenly heard Steven say.
Eva packed up her things, looked at Steven, “aren’t you going home?” she asked. Steven laughed, “no I’ve got all night here, got to get this ready for a meeting tomorrow”
Eva thought about it, go home and unpack the boxes, or spend the evening working with Steven. The choice was easy, she really enjoyed Steven’s company ‘ok, but I’ll stay and help you’
‘Ok, on one condition, I can buy you dinner tomorrow after work’
Eva’s surprised look gave her away. ‘you said in your last interview that you were divorced, the kids had moved out and you’ve just moved here’ then he continued ’I’m in the same position, the kids moved out and I separated 3 months ago, so we can go for dinner tomorrow night, agreed?’
Eva smiled and nodded.
Now the whole office was dark but for the room where Eva and Steven were working, and they were nearing the end when Steven reached out to grab some papers, and accidentally touched Eva’s breast.
Steven froze, ‘I’m sorry Eva, I didn’t mean to, I was just…’ Steven fell silent and looked at me apologetically.
Eva didn’t know what came over her, as she looked Steven deep in the eyes and slowly leaned over and kissed him.
Steven seemed surprised at first, but then he kissed her back with equal passion. His hand moved to her waist, pulling her closer. Eva felt a rush of excitement she hadn’t experienced in years. All the loneliness and frustration of the past year melted away as their lips met.
When they finally broke apart, both were breathing heavily. Steven’s eyes were dark with desire.
“Eva, I…” he began, his voice husky.
“Don’t apologize,” she whispered. “I’ve been wanting to do that since I first saw you today.”
Now Eva was really horny, she knew it was wrong, and that this would jeopardise her job. But a year without intimacy and seeing that Steven had a little bulge down there, she no longer cared. While she started licking and nibbling his ear, she started stroking his cock on the outside of his trousers.
Steven groaned softly, his hands finding her hips. “Eva, are you sure about this?” he asked, even as his body responded to her touch.
Eva did not manage before his lips found hers again, more urgent this time. Eva felt herself being lifted onto the desk, papers scattering to the floor. She didn’t care. A year of loneliness had built up inside her, and now it was bursting free like a dam breaking.
Steven’s hands were everywhere, caressing her through her blouse, finding the zipper of her skirt. Eva fumbled with his belt, desperate to feel more of him. The professional boundaries they had maintained all day dissolved completely.
She got his trousers off, and Steven’s cock was hard when she took it in her hand, and slowly went down on her knees in front of him, taking his thick shaft into her mouth. She savored his gasp of pleasure as her tongue circled the tip before she took him deeper. His hands tangled in her hair, not forcing but guiding her as she established a rhythm.
“God, Eva,” Steven moaned, his voice strained. “That feels incredible.”
Eva looked up at him through her lashes, enjoying the power she felt seeing his face contort with pleasure. It had been so long since she’d felt desired like this. She increased her pace, using her hand to stroke what wouldn’t fit in her mouth.
Steven’s breathing grew ragged. “Wait,” he gasped, gently pulling her up. “Not like this. I want to feel you.”
He lifted her back onto the desk, pushing her skirt up around her waist. His fingers traced the edge of her panties, finding the dampness there. Eva shivered as he slid them aside, his thumb finding her most sensitive spot. Eva gasped, arching into his touch.
“It’s been so long,” she whispered, not just meaning sex but connection, intimacy, desire.
“For me too,” Steven replied, his fingers exploring her wetness before slowly pushing inside. Eva moaned, spreading her legs wider, inviting him deeper.
He lowered his head, trailing kisses down her neck as he unbuttoned her blouse. When he reached her bra, he pushed it up rather than bothering with the clasp, exposing her breasts to the cool office air. His mouth found her nipple, and Eva cried out, clutching his shoulders.
“Please,” she begged, beyond caring about propriety or professionalism. “I need you inside me.”
Steven positioned himself between her legs, the tip of his cock teasing her entrance. Their eyes locked, and in them Eva saw the same hunger that consumed her. Slowly, he pushed inside her, stretching and filling her completely.
“Oh God,” Eva gasped, wrapping her legs around his waist.
Steven remained still for a moment, letting her adjust to his size. “You feel amazing,” he whispered against her ear.
Then he began to move, slow, deliberate thrusts that made Eva clutch at the edge of the desk. Papers crinkled beneath her as her body slid slightly with each thrust. The sounds of their breathing and the occasional creak of the desk filled the empty office.
Eva couldn’t remember the last time she’d felt so alive. Every nerve ending tingled as Steven increased his pace, his hands gripping her hips tightly. She matched his rhythm, rolling her hips to take him deeper.
“Harder,” she urged, past caring if anyone would walk in on them. Steven complied, driving into her with increasing force. The desk began to shake beneath them, and Eva wondered fleetingly if it would hold.
“Yes,” she moaned, feeling herself climbing toward release. It had been so long since she’d felt this kind of pleasure—not just physical but emotional, the connection of bodies and breath and beating hearts.
The dual sensation was overwhelming. Eva felt the tension building, coiling tighter and tighter inside her.
“Steven,” she gasped, “I’m close…”
“Let go,” he urged, his voice strained with his own approaching climax. “I want to feel you come.”
His words pushed her over the edge. Eva cried out as waves of pleasure crashed through her body, her inner muscles clenching around him. The intensity of it took her breath away. Steven followed moments later, his rhythm faltering as he groaned her name, pulsing inside her.
They stayed locked together, panting, as the reality of what they’d done slowly returned. Eva’s rational mind began to resurface through the haze of pleasure. She’d just had sex with her boss—on her first day. In the office. On the desk with important documents scattered everywhere.
Steven seemed to read her thoughts. “Hey,” he said softly, tucking a strand of hair behind her ear. “No regrets, okay?”
Eva laughed relived that Steven actually seams to be ok with this. “Definitely not in the employee handbook.”
“I think we’ve definitely finished with work for tonight,” Steven said, his eyes twinkling as he helped gather the scattered papers. “Though I’m not sure how productive we actually were.”
Eva bit her lip, a mixture of embarrassment and satisfaction washing over her. “I’d say we were very productive, just not in the way we planned.”
Steven laughed, a deep, rich sound that made something warm unfurl in Eva’s chest. “True enough. Though we should probably check these documents for… well, evidence.”












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