Being the personal assistant of Department Manager Chou Tzuyu was one of the best jobs in the world. Not only did you get to work under one of the kindest and prettiest bosses in the world, you got quite a few… privileges … out of the job. In fact, you were actively partaking in once of the privileges right now.
You forcefully thrusted in and out of Chou Tzuyu’s wet cunt as she sat on her desk, her legs spread open to provide you with the space for her to pull you flush to her body. All she had on was a leather jacket wrapped around her arms; her skirt, panties, and shirt were long forgotten, forming a trail from the door of her office to her desk. You were in a similar state of dress, having only your tie on, and an open dress shirt. Your other pieces of clothing joined Tzuyu’s on the floor, contributing to the trail.
“Oh, fuck! You’re doing so well, Assistant… Fuck, your cock feels so good in my pussy, fuck!” Tzuyu moaned into your ear, her nails pressing into your back, the pain mixing with the pleasure you felt from your loins. You proceeded to thrust harder, satisfying the desires your boss had. “Oh, fuck! Good job, Assistant, just like that, yesss~!”
The Department Manager of Finance, Chou Tzuyu, was a prim and proper woman. She carried herself with elegance and dignity, and for the length of time you knew the woman, she usually portrayed herself like that. However, a new development in your relationship brought the both of you from merely just boss-subordinate to fuckbuddies. When she hired you as her PA, she was shy, introverted, and quiet around you. As for you, you treated her with cautious respect, as she was in a high postion of power - assuming the position of the Director of Finance for M. T. Enterprises in her mid twenties was worthy of respect. However, she warmed up to you, just as you did to her, and both of you developed a steady friendship through working together, having lots of delivery and takeout together when working late in the office, and going out together for shopping as and when her schedule permitted.
Tzuyu was the best boss you could ask for. She regularly treated her coworkers and subordinates with drinks, or food as and when she could. When asked why, she would just say that she wanted to do nice things. There was no malicious bone in her body, and she was always polite and kind to all she met. For you, since you were her PA and shared a lot of her workload, she would treat you to a lot of food and drinks, be it the aforementioned takeout, or to high-end restaurants. To her, she did not mind spending the money since she had a lot to spare. Her monthly expenditure was never high, since she never felt the need to spend loosely.
One night, she asked if you ever thought of her as anything more than a boss. She admitted that she did find you attractive, though she wasn’t ready to date. Similarly, you did see her as someone you found physically attractive, having spent a lot of time with her. However, you did not hold feelings for her - she was physically attractive, being only in her mid twenties, and since you were in the same age group as her, it was only natural to find her hot. One thing led to another that night, and both of you had ended up spending the night in her office, having sex with each other, no strings attached, for the first time on the sofa. All of that had led to now, when you were taking Tzuyu on her desk, at her request. The both of you had just returned from a stressful meeting with the CEO, and both of you really needed to destress. What better way to destress existed when compared to indulging in each other’s bodies? Both of you, upon reaching her office, began to make out the moment the door shut. Tzuyu had pinned you against the door, forcing her lips on yours, and beginning to unbuckle your belt and undo your pants. Quickly, piece by piece, clothing began to pile up on the floor. First, your pants, underwear, and shoes, then her jacket, shirt, and bra. However, at your request, she had put her leather jacket back on. No time for foreplay - Tzuyu was already wet thinking of the sex she would have to destress after the meeting.
“Fuck, kiss me.” Tzuyu pulled you to her, closing the gap between both pairs of lips. You kissed her deeply, seeking an outlet to release your pleasure and stress. Her tight pussy gripped your cock tightly, showing how much she loved you fucking her. The desk rocked back and forth at the force of your thrusts, and Tzuyu broke the kiss to groan at the pleasure you sent forth into her veins. You enjoyed the view of her in front of you - her head thrown back, her hair falling over her shoulders, reaching her naked breasts. The blond highlights in her hair really suited her. Her hardened nipples poking out in the air showed how aroused she was fucking you.
“Shit, Tzu, I’m not gonna last much longer.” You grabbed her breast, squeezing it. You could feel how tight she was getting, signifying how close she was to orgasm as well. “It’s fine, Assistant. I’m close too, cum with me.”
A few more thrusts into her pussy was all you could manage before your body gave up to the allure of peak physical pleasure. The rhythmic clap of your flesh meeting hers soon stopped as your hips stuttered, and you gave her one last hard thrust, your hard cock twitching as your balls tensed. At the same time, Tzuyu gripped your body tightly, her nails running down your back as the first spurt of your thick white cum into her cunt pushed her to orgasm. Her loud moan of orgasm was all you could hear. Both of you held tightly onto each other as your cock pulsed spurt after spurt of your semen into her pussy, while her walls squeezed your cock, milking you for all the semen you could provide.
When you withdrew from her, you sank onto her chair. Tzuyu ran a finger over her pussy, catching the excess semen flowing out of her pussy, bringing it to her mouth. “Fuck, thank God I went on the pill for this. Nothing feels better than having you fuck me raw and cumming inside.”
As you rested, you thought about how different Tzuyu was during sex and outside of it. Outside, she was prim, proper, elegant, polite, kind. During sex though, she still somehow retained elegance, especially during her speech, but she let her more carnal desires take control of her. At the core, she was still a woman with physical needs. Either way, you accepted both forms of Tzuyu. She was still your friend and boss, first and foremost.
“Tzuyu, haven’t you thought about how weird our relationship is? Boss-subordinate, and fuckbuddies?”
“Oh, no. We aren’t the only ones who do this within the office. There’s one more.”
“Wait, what? Who?”
“The CEO, and her PA as well. You’d better be glad you’re fucking me. I’m really nice to you. Wait till you hear about what she does to her PA.”
“What does she do?”
“Mmm mmm,” Tzuyu shook her head, “That’d be exposing too much.”
“Come on…”
“No.” Tzuyu smiled at you, hopping off her desk, pulling you to your feet, and bringing you towards your clothing. “It’s only a matter of time before you’ll find out anyway. Come on, let’s go get dinner. How about Japanese today? You did great.”
You shrugged, resigning yourself to the fact that she wouldn’t tell you. “Sure, sounds good. Let’s go.”
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