Kinky Tease and Denial in the Office

Kinky tease and denial in the office is always such fun. 

When I worked in London as an executive personal assistant, I had a lot of fun with my boss. He might have been a shark in the boardroom, but he was like a horny teenager around me. I soon had him wrapped around my little finger and loved to torment him with kinky tease and denial games.

I started by flirting with him and pressing my body against him when we worked together. If my boss was at his desk and I brought him some papers, I’d lean over and press my boobs against his back or give him a flash of cleavage.

I quickly took the game to a new level and came to work wearing a short skirt with no panties. As we talked I gave him a glimpse of my newly shaved pussy. That weekend, I ‘accidently’ sent him a picture of my wet pussy lips, stretched to the limit around my biggest black dildo. I even rubbed my clit until I almost came, just so that it swelled and stood out in the picture.

 

Kinky tease and denial games can become quite addictive. 

I knew that my boss was seriously horny for me. And I guessed that he either wanked himself to sleep thinking about me, or pretended that he was with me when he fucked his wife. I loved the feeling of power and decided to tease him until he gave me a pay rise and an upgraded company car.

Kinky tease and denial games are an art form and not every woman can pull them off. I’m an expert at tease and denial, mainly because I’m a natural cock tease and a flirt. I asked my boss if he’d seen the film The Secretary. I told him that the sight of Maggie Gyllenhaal bending over the desk as her boss spanked her was one of the most erotic things I’d ever seen in my life.

Then I told him about a ‘friend’ who once hid under a table and surprised her boss with a secret office blowjob during a meeting. In fact, it was me who had given the blowjob. I’d sucked my former manager off during a conference with clients, licking and teasing him – and trying to make him gasp out loud – until he almost choked me with several hot spurts of cum.

Sometimes, I’d let my boss take me out for a drink after work. 

 

For me, location is no barrier to a bit of kinky tease and denial. The riskier the better. We’d sit in one of the crowded London pubs and I’d press my leg against his under the table. One evening, a friend of his wife’s recognized him and came over to say hello. As they chatted, I reached under the table and began to stroke his thigh. When I lightly brushed my fingertips over his groin, his cock was rock hard. 

Whenever my boss made a pass at me or dropped one of his regular hints about us getting it together, I always fobbed him off with an excuse. When he tried to grope me, I froze him out for the next few days. Without actually saying a word, I made it plain that I called the shots and it was up to him to keep me happy.

I pushed him to the limit one day with my kinky tease and denial. 

 

I arranged for a female friend to visit me at work. As we embraced, I began to snog her in front of him. I kissed her deeply and ran my hands all over her body, paying special attention to her arse and boobs. I gave him a clear view as I slyly slipped a hand up her skirt and made her promise to come to my flat later that evening.

After that, my boss was putty in my hands and we began to talk seriously. I laid out my demands for a new company car and a substantial pay rise. In return, I’d let him watch as I fucked another woman. The deal was that he’d have to sit in a chair and watch – but without joining in or wanking. I’ll tell you how that went another time…

EMILY

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