Office Encounters: A Hot Collection of Short Stories

By Daizy Dennis

Seven steamy office romance stories, some with extra sizzle.
Boss, secretary, office workers and execs might sound boring but these stories sure aren’t.
You’d never guess what goes on behind those closed boardroom doors.
Hot and steamy encounters with desks used for much more than paperwork.

This book also includes:
No One Wanted That Office
My Boss Had A Reputation
What a Cliché
And more

Erotic fiction, erotica and steamy romance, M/F sizzle
Daizy Dennis Books - Delicious Desires - Empowering Erotica

• Language: English
• Publisher: Daizy Dennis
• Release date: Feb 21, 2022
• ISBN: 9781005002695

Daizy Dennis

? Steamy romance, adult fiction, x-rated fun, erotic short stories NSFW. Consensual, diverse, curvy and age gap billionaire bosses.Warm flash fiction and hotter longer stories. Strong women, confident men, mostly M/F and always a HEA or at least HFN.?

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Office Encounters

OFFICE ENCOUNTERS

A HOT COLLECTION OF SHORT STORIES

DAIZY DENNIS

DAIZY DENNIS BOOKS

CONTENTS

Coat, Shoes and Horny

No One Wanted That Office

What a Cliché

She Watched Him, He Watched Her

Promotion

A Kept Woman?

My Boss Had A Reputation

He Imagined His Boss Naked

A Luke-Warm Costa Rican and A Hot Shower

A HUGE Daizy sized thank you

About the Author

COAT, SHOES AND HORNY

He had called to say, yet again, he was working late.

I stripped, pulled on my long mac, tied the belt tight and called a cab. Well, if he wasn’t coming home, I was damn sure I’d make him come at the office instead!

The cab dropped me at the door. The security guard knew me. After all, he’d seen me naked at our last garden party, but that's a whole other story.

I smiled. Now wasn’t the time for a conversation. He held open the elevator door for me. I stepped in.

The glass cube took me high above the city. Our company was on the fiftieth floor. I checked myself in the mirror, still looking good. I’d pulled my hair up into an old school bun, glasses on my nose a la Miss Moneypenny.

My mac collar was up. It had no buttons, but the belt made the coat hug my body curves. Cleavage highlighted with the thin gold chain he gave me for my birthday. A tiny key held naturally between my breasts.

I stepped out and kicked off my shoes. I carried my gorgeous high heeled Blahnicks in one hand, the other ready for action.

I pulled open his office door, and found him, as expected, studying a pile of paperwork and tapping in figures to his computer. My heart ached with pride for his work ethic, my pussy ached more for his cock inside me.

He looked up and stopped typing.

I reached up and pulled out my hairpin. My shoulder-length hair, cut in a bob, fell loose and I shook it free. I tucked the antique hairpin into my pocket.

The shoes dropped at the door. I walked barefoot to his desk.

He loved old movies and this old school fantasy was one that he always enjoyed on TV. He'd asked me to do it, that's why he bought me this coat for Christmas, but I’d always refused, said it was cheesy and cheap.

It was all so clichéd, but it was making me as horny as hell. I stood in front of his desk. He placed the pen down on the desk and sat back to watch.

I untied my belt and pulled my coat open. He gasped at my nakedness.

He liked the idea of it, and to be honest right now, as I felt my pussy leaking for him, I could understand why.

Behind him, the large windows showed the dark city and lights of neighbouring blocks. I wondered if they could see us. I hoped they could.

He pushed his chair back and moved his paperwork to one side of the desk as I walked around to his side. He reached out and stroked my bare tits. I saw his bulge, already throbbing for me.

He leant back, and I stood over him.