The Office Sex Wars: Who's On Top... and Who's On Bottom?
Author
Phoenix Wilder
Date Published


The Seduction
Millie sighed, her gaze lifting from her computer screen to linger on Aron Braddock, her undeniably handsome boss, as he strode through the office. Dressed in a perfectly tailored suit that hugged his muscular frame, he moved with a confident swagger that sent her heart racing. For months, she had indulged in secret fantasies of him, imagining stolen moments of passion and the electric thrill of forbidden sex. Yet Aron remained steadfastly professional, brushing off her subtle flirtations with polite indifference. His unyielding demeanor only deepened her longing, leaving her to wonder if he ever thought of her in the same way.

Determined, Millie pushed up her cleavage and cocked her head suggestively as Aron passed her desk. "Morning, Mr. Braddock," she purred. "Have any lunch plans today?"
He barely glanced her way. "Busy day, Millie. Meeting to attend." And with that, he was gone.
Millie huffed, but she wasn't ready to give up on capturing Aron's attention. She needed to take things further. That night, after most of the office had emptied out, Millie sauntered over to Kenley, a cute intern she had her eye on.
"Hey there, handsome," she breathed, putting a manicured hand on his shoulder. "I've been thinking about your offer to 'assist' me. My pussy is aching for some attention right now."
Kenley's eyes bulged as the implication sank in. "I'd be happy to help, Millie! What did you have in mind?"
Millie leaned in, her lips brushing his ear. "Let's take this somewhere more private, shall we?"
Office Sex Confessions
The office photocopy room was dimly lit and empty. Millie pushed Kenley against the wall, her lips crashing onto his in a heated kiss. He groaned, hands roaming her curves greedily. Millie hitched up her tight skirt, revealing soaked panties. Kenley's fingers ghosted over her damp thighs before flicking open the button.

"Millie, I thought you'd never..." Kenley panted, fumbling with his belt.
"Shut up and fuck me," she growled, yanking down his zipper. Kenley sprang into action, unleashing his hard cock and positioning himself at her entrance. With a powerful thrust, he entered Millie, slamming her against the photocopier. She cried out, deliciously impaled. As Kenley hammered into her, Millie's mind reeled. She pictured it was Aron pounding her, filling her over and over.
Just as Kenley hit his peak, the door creaked open. Robert Lambert, the office creep, stood there smirking. "Well, well, well... What have we here?" He walked in, eyeing the desk sex. "Millie, sweet thing, always full of surprises! I never pegged you for the office sex type."
Millie's heart raced as she hastily attempted to cover herself. "This isn't what... Robert, please don't tell anyone!"
Lambert shook his head mockingly. "Oh, I think our dear Mr. Braddock would be very interested in this little rendezvous. And I'd be happy to share the juicy details with him... for a price."
A predatory gleam lit up Lambert's eyes, revealing his enjoyment in Millie's embarrassment. She knew she was trapped, forced to do his bidding to keep her indiscretion quiet. Her stomach knotted as she realized how deep into blackmail she had just stumbled. But it was too late to turn back now.
The Blackmail
Over the next few weeks, Millie found herself trapped in a twisted game of sex and power, completely at Lambert's mercy. He summoned her to his office whenever it suited him, expecting her to submit to his demands. Each encounter was a humiliating reminder of the control he held over her.

"On your knees, Millie." Lambert gripped her hair, forcing her to her knees before him. "Suck it like an obedient little slut."
Millie swallowed him down, tears streaking her face. As he used her mouth, Lambert's groans intermingled with cruel words. "That's it, take it all... You're mine now, Millie. My own personal pussy to use as I please. And if you don't satisfy me, I'll happily tell Aron how you were riding Kenley's cock like a desperate whore..."
Millie gagged and choked, hating herself for her weakness. But she had no choice - she had to endure his lecherous touch, his rough demands. This was the life she had unwittingly bargained for.
The Absolution
One afternoon, Millie was in Aron's office, prepping for a meeting with Kenley. As they bent over the table together, pouring over case files, the door creaked open. Aron stood there, aghast.
"Millie... Kenley..." His mouth tightened in disgust. "I don't know what to say. How could you?"
Millie stumbled over an explanation, but Aron held up a hand, stopping her. "Enough. You'll both face disciplinary action for this. Expect a formal reprimand and reduced duties."
"Mr. Braddock, please!" Millie blurted out desperately as Aron turned to leave. "I... I did it all for you. I just wanted you to see me, to want me!"
Aron paused, back still turned. Millie held her breath, hoping against hope. Finally, he slowly faced her, his eyes blazing with primal need. "You're playing a dangerous game, Millie."
She nodded breathlessly, his dark power igniting her. "I know. But I'm ready to make it worth your while, Aron... anything you want."
A low growl rumbled from Aron's chest. He stalked towards her, backing Millie against the door. "Anything?" His hand possessively gripped her waist as his lips hovered tantalizingly close.
"Yes," Millie whispered. "I'm yours."
Aron's mouth claimed hers in a brutal kiss, tongue dominating hers completely. He grabbed her ass, pulling her flush against his hard body. "You're mine now, Millie," he growled against her lips. "And I don't share."
Millie moaned as he lifted her skirt, strong fingers delving into her soaked panties. "I'm ready for you, Aron," she gasped against his mouth. "Take me, however you want."
Aron spun her and bent Millie over the desk, quickly freeing his massive cock. She cried out as he entered her in one hard thrust, the breath knocked from her. pleasure surged through her, all-consuming. She had finally captured Aron, but would the pleasure be worth the pain?
The Masquerade
In the weeks that followed, Millie and Aron met in clandestine trysts around the office, their sex rivalry intensifying. In between client meetings, they would race to the copy room, panting, to ravish each other. Aron would pin Millie against the wall, hiking up her skirt, slamming into her over and over until they both climaxed with abandon.

Afterwards, heart racing, Millie would wonder how long they could keep their affair secret. One slip, one loose word, and the entire office would know. But as Aron kissed her breathless, murmuring sweet promises, she blissfully dismissed the danger.
In Aron's dimly lit office after hours, Millie and Aron's bodies intertwined on the leather couch. Aron kissed along her neck, his strong hands kneading her breasts as she bucked her hips into him. "You drive me crazy, Millie," he growled, nipping at her earlobe. "I can't get enough of you."
Millie moaned as his fingers found her slit, stroking her aching folds. "Don't hold back, Aron. I need to feel you, all of you."

With a low growl, Aron ripped off her panties and spread her legs wide. He entered her in one smooth thrust, stretched her completely. Millie cried out at the delicious sensation, pulling him deeper. They moved together in a frantic rhythm, skin slapping, passion rising.
"Aron, yes! Harder, please!" Millie urged, fingernails scoring his back. Aron obliged, pounding into her mercilessly, his cock driving pleasure through her core. The couch creaked as it absorbed their animated coupling.
"Yes, just like that!" Millie keened, wrapping her legs around Aron's waist. As her climax built, she could only think of him, her darkly handsome lover. Whatever trouble their affair could bring paled in comparison to the ecstasy only he could give her.
Aron buried his face in Millie's neck, groans rumbling against her skin as his thrusts grew erratic. They peaked together, Millie's inner walls tightening around him as she welcomed his hot seed, filling her with exquisite bliss.
Afterwards, as they lay entwined, panting, Aron pressed tender kisses to Millie's forehead. "I meant what I said, you know," he murmured. "You're mine now. I won't let anyone else have you."
Millie smiled, snuggling closer. She knew the danger, the risks. But in Aron's arms, held tight, she felt safe. She had found her forbidden fruit and savored every delicious bite. And she would do it all again in a heartbeat.
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