Her Secret ((closed))

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Susan had just finished her third glass of wine, and she realized she was getting dizzy. She had never been much of a drinker, and she had skipped lunch, so she could eat at the Christmas party. The trouble was that by the time the party started, she wasn't hungry. One good thing about the divorce was that she was losing weight, since she never seemed to have much of an appetite anymore. She was 5'4" and was nicely curvy with her blonde hair in a sensible ponytail.

She excused herself and went to the ladies room, walking carefully so she wouldn't make a fool of herself in front of everyone. She was dressed for work, still, in a grey skirt and cream blouse. It was the office Christmas party, after all, and she had worn pretty red lingerie under her clothes. This morning, it had seemed like a fun little secret to have, but now, it just reminded her that there was no one who was going to see it and be excited by it.

She touched up her make up, and then left the bathroom when two of the girls from the front office came in, buzzing with gossip. She wasn't ready to face the room full of people pretending to like one another, so she went to the back. The conference room was empty, and she sat on the big glass table and lay back, looking up at the ceiling. She had drunk three glasses of wine to pass the time until she could leave, and now that it was almost time, she realized she would have to wait. She was in no state to drive.
 
Damian was pretty much everyone's 'boss', though he was a very approachable and professional man, he also drew a firm line between what some would call business, and pleasure. In the end after all, if he slept with the women he found attractive, he doubted much work would be getting done at all. He had hired Susan about six months before, and had noticed her almost immediatly.

At that time she had been going through a rough time, her divorce to her now ex-husband to be specific, and though he was supportive, he wasn't sure about her if he was to be perfectly truthful. After all she was a gorgeous woman, but she was also his secretary, so again, his rules about not persuing a relationship crossed into his mind.

The day of the party though he was wearing a pair of black slacks along with a festive dark red dress shirt. He didn't bother with a tie, as he personally hated them, but his six foot tall stature was lean and yet muscular, he worked out at the gym three days a week to keep in shape... he refused to turn into one of those fat bosses.

He knew though that Susan was having a rough evening, so even as he saw her return from the washroom, he made his way over... only to see that she was seemingly leaving. A frown crossed his face, but then he noticed she wasn't heading for the exit, so he smiled ever so slightly and followed after her. Standing by the door way to the conference room he looked to her before he knocked, just so that he wouldn't make her jump out of her skin.

" Having a rough night?" He asked curiously... he moving into the room... he knew she had a crush on him... she stole her little looks from time to time... and he also knew that she was a shy woman... though she did her job very well. It was the evening of christmas though and he would be damned if she spent it alone... at least she would have a friend to talk to.

They hadn't spent much time together... much less alone as per his own rules, but he had drunk a few glasses of the wine himself... and right then he decided... that for tonight at least, the rules could be left at work... they were here to have fun after all... right?
 
"Having a rough night?"

She looked up, startled, and saw Damian walking into the conference room. He was as beautiful as ever, casually pulling off a red dress shirt that most models would just look stupid in, and making it look good. Then again, she thought, he looked good in everything. She felt her heart sink a little, as she realized she probably wasn't supposed to be sitting on the table. As if things weren't bad enough, she was going to get in trouble for doing something stupid, and he was going to think even less of her than he already did. She slid off the table, her skirt riding up a little without her noticing.

"Not really," she said, but the lie was so transparent that she just shook her head and sighed. "I'm sorry. I don't want to bring anybody down. It's just with the divorce and everything, I'm not really feeling much Christmas spirit, you know?"

She looked at him, wondering why he was even in here, when the whole party was full of women who would love his attention. Not that she didn't want his attention to, but she knew he didn't want to listen to her complain about being alone, and her stupid ex, and everything else. She didn't even want to hear herself talk about it, but that was the only thing she could think of.
 
Damian had brought a bottle of the wine with him... and even as he watched her, he had to admire the curves of her body, for he would have either have had to be dead or gay to not admire the beautiful woman in front of him! He smiled charmingly though when she looked up so startled. " See, this was why I knocked." He remarked with a chuckle.

Even as She said those things about christmas and her recent troubles he nodded. " I noticed you've been having a hard time. I'm sorry for that though... of anyone in the office, I would think you deserve some hapiness the most." He charmingly smiled at that one, and even as she looked to him, he looked down at himself, before he regarded her once more with a smile.

" What? do I have something on my face?" He was a good guy, from what she had learned about while working for him. She knew he was a bit overly aggressive with work sometimes, but it usually panned out in his favor! Even as he looked to her though he walked over, the bottle in one hand, a glass in the other. " Because if there is, I think you should help me out."

He smirked as he approached her, her skirt having ridden up showed a glimpse of her toned gorgeous legs... he ached to touch her, yet didn't want to have her freak out on him. He knew she had a crush, but many crushes stayed secret forever, and he didn't want her to think him a lecherous asshole either... so it was a finicky road to travel!
 
She was surprised when he took such a friendly attitude towards her. He was usually pretty intent about business, and a lot of people said he pushed too hard. Susan thought that they were pretty lucky to have a boss who worked as hard as he did, and who succeeded at what he worked at. While other companies were downsizing and struggling to stay afloat, his was actually on the way up. It made it a lot easier to work hard for him when he worked so hard himself, and she had always admired him for it.

Then he was coming close, closer than he should. He was standing inches away from her when they were all alone in a conference room, and she looked up at him. His face was perfect, strong but not brutal, with quick intelligent eyes that suddenly seemed to be looking right through her. She felt herself becoming almost breathless. It wasn't just his work ethic that she admired, if she was honest with herself. She'd been infatuated with him since she started working here. Now that she was divorced, she could be honest about that, at least to herself.

She took the bottle of wine from him and brought it to her lips. He was so close, she had to turn her head to tip it up and take a small sip for courage. She put the bottle down on the table and looked up at him.

"Will I lose my job if I say something inappropriate?" she purred softly.
 
Damian worked hard, but not many saw the nicer side of him, for he was usually always working it seemed. Even as he saw that she was surprised though he had to smile. " You know... I do have a good side." He teased slightly, though he was smiling. It was christmas time after all, and he was out to have some fun!

Even as she asked that though he laughed. " I have two rules..." He remarked as he moved his hand and took the bottle, he himself taking a drink. " First, everyone works hard when it's business time... and second... nothing anyone says will cost them their job... unless i'm forced to." He remarked with a smirk.

It was just them right then, so she could be relatively safe in thinking that she was 'safe' in saying whatever it was she wanted to say. He was pretty sure that she wanted to tell him she had a crush on him... but he doubted she'd come out and say it. " Say what you like Susan... I won't hold it against you, even if i'm a mean spirited jerk." He remarked with a playful smirk.

She was a good woman, he had learned that through working with her... if anyone didn't deserve the cruel fate she had felt that year... he honestly felt it was her!
 
She shook her head as he told her he had a good side. She hadn't meant that he was terrible, and was about to explain when she saw that he was teasing her. She lowered her eyes, blushing as he went on, telling her his rules. She wasn't sure if he would have to fire her if she told him what she was thinking. He was her boss, and it might make things too awkward. He might not even be interested. She knew a man like him could have his pick of women, there was no particular reason that he would pick her.

"You're not a mean-spirited jerk!" she said, anger flaring at him. She then stopped, eyes open wide, as she realized she was angry with him for talking badly about himself. She felt stupid, and then even stupider when she realized he was still teasing her. She bit her lip and sighed.

"I'm being an idiot," she said softly, and then took a deep breath. The only way to stop herself from going crazy about this was to get it out. If she got shot down, so be it. If she got fired, so be it. If she didn't tell him, right away, she would keep wondering about it forever. The trouble was she didn't quite know what to say. For a moment, she hesitated, too afraid to do what she felt like she had to do, but she found the courage with one more sip of wine.

She reached up with her free hand and slipped it around the back of his neck, steadying herself as she lifted up on her toes to kiss him softly on the lips.
 
He had to smile as she shook her head... and even as he watched her, he could see that she was 'at war' with herself... and yet even as she lowered her eyes and blushed he reached out touching her chin to lift it. " None of that..." He mused, he smiling to her. Even as she snapped at him in that way though he had to smile.

" well that's good... I was beginning to think that was what others were thinking." He knew he worked too hard, but it was tough times... the boss had to work the hardest else the entire company would suffer, and he wouldn't have people suffering because he slacked off... that wasn't right in any regard.

Even as she said that she was being an idiot he chuckled. " No more than most people..." He mused, trying to be kind to her... and even as he watched her he sighed slightly. " Susan... what is it?" He asked... though as she took another sip of the wine he had the inkling that he knew what was coming. Within himself Damian was pulsing with excitement... he had fancied her since he had hired her.. but even though she had been divorcing, he hadn't felt it right to 'get involved'.

As she slipped her hand around the back of his neck though he watched her, he smiling slightly, though when she was but a few inches from his lips he 'finished' the gap, closing it until he was kissing her, lips pressing to lips as an arm wrapped around her back, he softly sighing into her lips. He didn't pull back, he didn't fire her... in fact, he seemed as interested in kissing her, as she was in kissing him!
 
Susan was surprised when her boss responded to her kiss. It wasn't that she didn't know she was pretty, she got random passes enough that she knew the effect that she had on men, but Damian had always seemed different. It was like he was some other sort of man, above the ordinary sort that was drawn to her. It wasn't his wealth or his good looks, but his sureness and professional attitude. He awed her, and it had always seemed that he saw her as nothing but the tiny piece of his financial empire that she was.

The way he was kissing her forced her to change her mind, and she pressed herself against him, her tongue swirling around his. She felt dangerous, but she was single now. She had been for almost five hours. She wasn't betraying anyone, and she had been dreaming of this man since she had started working for him six months earlier. It had been a long and lonely six months, and more than anything, she needed a man. This man.

She pressed herself against him, squirming in his arms as they kissed. She held him tight, feeling more alive than she had since she had first begun to suspect her husband. This was the first pure pleasure she had allowed herself in all that time, and if he wanted to tip her back on the conference table and just stick it to her, she knew she was ready.
 
Ahh Damian was a good man... one of a few to be sure. He still thought within a part of his mind that this MIGHT be a bad idea... but he wasn't going to allow that to actually stop him. She wasn't the only one whom had enjoyed the looks of the other during the six months that she had been working for him... it had been mutual for sure!

Even as she pressed herself to him though he sighed into her lips ever so slightly, their breathing matching one another, their kisses growing ever more passionate. If she thought that he was going to just tip her back and shove his cock into her... well she was wrong, though not overtly so. After all he DID desire her, and even as he felt how she clung and held onto him he could not help but grin as he broke the kiss for a moment, a slight panting breath tickling her lips.

" My gods your beautiful." He growled slightly, his hands sliding over her back, one swept downwards until he was clutching an ass cheek, his other lacing through her hair as he regarded her... though with a grin he smirked. " So... how long have you wanted to do that?" He asked curiously... he had wanted to fuck her the first time he had met her.

She wasn't the only one whom had 'suffered' a long six months... nor was he clearly regretting kissing her back. In fact as he looked to her she could feel the evidence of his arousal pressing to her thigh... he was turned on by her... he wanted her... though stayed in control... for now!
 
She felt him pressing against her thigh, and it took all of her self control not to tear his pants open. He had broken the kiss, sliding his hand down to squeeze her ass, making her moan softly.

" So... how long have you wanted to do that?" he asked her with a smirk.

She blushed and looked down. She was afraid what he would think of her if she told him the truth, but more afraid to lie. She mumbled her answer "Since the first time I saw you."

She looked up at him warily, hoping he wouldn't be put off by the answer. All that time that they had been working together, she had been keeping her crush a secret from him. Would he be bothered when he thought about it? She shifted her hips, pressing the swollen tent of his cock between her thighs. Her skirt rode up, letting her pussy rub it through her panties and his slacks, and the heat of it made her head spin.
 
Damian watched her as she clearly felt his erection, which was good, because he didn't think that he could have hidden it had he wanted to. Even as her soft lips tore apart with a moan though he could not help but smile as she had the look of someone whom had thought that they had done something 'wrong'.

Even as she looked down though he considered that she might have wanted him as much as he had wanted her, but he didn't really think so. Hence when she said that though he had to grin. " Oh good... then it wasn't just me." He remarked easily, he feeling her ass through her skirt, though even as she shifted her hips and pressed them towards him he felt her hot core rubbing needily against him.

He looked away though and then back to her, he smirking. " I'm going to enjoy you, but I think we should close the door." He hadn't closed the conference room door when he had entered, and there WAS a chance someone might catch them. While he wasn't too worried about being caught, he wasn't a fan of voyeurism either. So with a great amount of reluctance he released her, he turning to go close the door.

He fully intended to fuck her silly tonight... and neither of them would be spending Christmas eve alone... of that, there was no doubt any longer... it more became a query, her place, or his... but that in itself... could be answered later!
 
When he turned away from her, she let out a soft moan of frustration, and leaned back against the table. He went to the door and closed it, then turned back to her, a smirk twisting his mouth, looking at her so sure he would have her. Her pussy clenched as she realized that he would have her, that the thing she hadn't even really dared to hope for was actually going to happen, today. The idea was so arousing she could hardly meet his eye, and she stood there, panting with her skirt pushed up high on her thighs, her panties showing the wetness already.

She took an unsteady step towards him, her knees trembling with her desire. She knew how desperate she must seem to him, but the truth was she would have crawled on her hands and knees if she thought it would please him. It had been too long since she had been with a man, and he was too perfect. Ever since she had started working here, she had felt a little breathless around him, stolen glances at him whenever he was in the room. She had taken every opportunity to do a little extra. She had told herself that it was just to get ahead, to be the one that would get promoted, to show that she had the work ethic and attitude that made the company succeed, but it was really far more basic than that. She did it for him.

"Please," she whispered when she reached him. She began to kiss his neck, wanting to devour him, but knowing she couldn't leave a mark. If he came in the office the next day with a hickey, she'd never live it down. She started unbuttoning his shirt, kissing down on his chest where she didn't have to worry, finding the broad muscles of his chest as hard and cut as she had imagined.
 
Damian heard her soft moan of frustration and had to chuckle in aroused amusement. " What, you like the idea of someone catching us, watching us?" He asked bemusedly, and even as he turned to go to the door, he could feel her eyes watching him the entire way over. He pushed the door closed, the click of the bolted lock sliding into place seeming to have a finality to it that he rather liked.

If she thought that he hadn't noticed her hard work then she would have been mistaken, and even as the days had passed, his respect for her only seemed to grow, and that wasn't the only thing that grew. She may have been going through a hard time but she had 'showed off' it seemed for him, her body was a beautiful one, and she flaunted it right in front of him it seemed.

Even as she whispered her need though he smirked, he about to reach for her when she worked his shirt undone, his slim yet toned torso hers to kiss and enjoy as he watched her. " Susan..." He mused as he watched her, his hand moving to gently weave through her hair, his eyes locked on her, watching her. " That's it..." He groaned, shivering in desire, his hand gently pushing her downwards, guiding her towards his pants, alongside his VERY hard cock which was pressing a very distinctive tent in the front of them!
 
When she felt his hands in her hair, she knew what was coming next, and at the barest pressure from him, she sank to her knees at his feet. He was so hard that she couldn't help moaning in excitement and nuzzling against the stiff cock through his pants, eyes closed, feeling the heat and the hardness of it. After a moment, though, she remembered that nuzzling wasn't what he wanted. It wasn't what she wanted either, and she looked up at him, eyes wide and smiling as she opened his pants.

She slid his pants and shirts down over his hips, letting his cock spring up to slap against his belly before she captured it in her hands. It felt hot enough to burn, as she lovingly ran her fingers along it, tracing the thick veins and sliding down to caress his balls.

"So beautiful," she whispered, and then leaned in to slide him into her mouth, the rich, male taste making her moan softly as she swirled her tongue around the head.
 
Damian smiled as she clearly knew what was coming, and even as she slid down to her knees willingly for him, he had to look down at her as she slid to her knees before him. Even as she moaned in her excitement though he felt a pulsing throb from his cock as she nuzzled her cheek against his stiff thickly engorged cock.

Yet a soft growl told her to 'get moving', and she took the hint. He wasn't the largest in the world, but he WAS a respectable eight inches, the thick cock springing out indeed, and even as her hands wrapped around him, he groaned out. " Oh yeah..." He gloried at the sight of her, and even as his pants were slid down he stepped out of them and kicked them aside, he naked while she was still very clothed, though even as she whispered that, he groaned.

" I know you are." He purred right back, and even as she slid him into her mouth he gasped out, it mixing with another groan as his hand tightened in her hair, he grinning as he watched her, and even as she moaned he 'guided her', though there was no recourse as he gently pushed her head 'down', sliding her mouth further onto his cock, his other hand moving into her hair as well as he grinned.

" That's it... suck that cock." He grinned, and even as he made her take it, he was watching her the entire time. He was going to get her to drink some cum, before he'd work her body a bit, and that way when he did slide his cock into her for the first time, she'd be in for a nice long hard fucking... where as he knew right now, if he fucked her he wouldn't last five minutes, which would have been a shame to their unveiled lusts!
 
Susan moaned eagerly, watching him strip. She thought about doing the same, but his hands were holding her head, guiding her mouth up and down on his cock. She couldn't get her sweater off without letting go, and she didn't want to, she erached around him insteadm hugging is hips and letting her fingers massage his ass as he pumped her head back and forth.

It was exactly the sort of thing she had always loved. She was shy about giving head, not because she didn't like it, but because she could never tell if she was doing it the way her partner liked it. Damian didn't leave it up to her, taking what he wanted from her as surely as he did everything, and she moaned gratefully around the thick shaft of his cock.

He gave her no time to be uncertain about deep throating him. He just pushed her head down and forced her to take it. The first few times she felt herself starting to gag, but she relaxed her throat soon enough, and then he was stroking the whole length of his cock into her hungry mouth. She looked up at him, seeing the lust in his eyes as he fucked her face, and she groaned eagerly, ready for him to use her any way he liked.
 
Damian could see she itched to un-dress as well, but the truth was it wasn't needed right then. Even as he watched her eyes hungrilly looking up to him, he had to admit that he had never felt quite as much powerful desire as he did when he was looking into a woman's eyes, her lips wrapped around his cock. There was simply something primally dominative about such a thing!

Even as he could see that she was thankful to his being in control, he was used to being as such, and even as her hands moved around and squeezed his ass, he could not help but grin as he saw her lips tightly stretched around his pulsing dick. Even as she moaned gratefully to him though he simply groaned right back, a smile on his lips.

" That's it... take that cock." He growled to her, and even as he pushed her down the last few inches, he could feel the first few times how her throat tried to push him out, he could see her almost panick, but then she relaxed. " Oh shit Susan that's it..." He growled to her, and even as he fucked her face, he wasn't going to last long this first time, which was fine, he wasn't an 'old guy', he wouldn't take long to get hard again, and besides, once his cock had filled her mouth with his seed, it would be his turn to strip and play with her!

His pace quickened though within moments, his cock jamming into her mouth and throat more forcefully, using her mouth roughly before he was exploding, his cock pulsing as it exploded, spraying ropes of cum into her mouth as he grunted and jerked, his fingers tightened, holding her 'in place' as he panted and sighed, the powerful orgasm working through him as he finally released her hair and grinned. " Oh fuck..." He remarked as he looked down to her... that had been amazing... but she could probably see in his eyes it was her turn for some pleasure!
 
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