It’s been three months since I met Sean and we were in what we call a situationship or an entanglement. My girlfriend Bella wouldn’t stop asking me the type of relationship we had.

”When are you going to define your relationship with this guy”
Defining it just makes everything complicated, don’t you think? I don’t want to get my feelings high then tomorrow I see a picture of him online proposing to the love of his life. I shivered as I spilled those words. My most recent ex had done that to me and two years later the memory was still in my head.

Bella knew she had touched a soft spot and she decided not to pursue the conversation . I knew that this wasn’t the right way to go about it but I didn’t want to tell Bella yet that Sean was actually Mr Segun, one of the bosses in my office. Hot, recently divorced and a man with the wildest imagination ever.

Today we had a boardroom meeting at work and I had to be on my best behavior. I walked into the room wearing a low cut blouse and my favorite push up bra that took me from a C cup to a double DD. My cleavage popped out of my cream camisole but but without giving me a shabby appearance, paired with a skirt that rested slightly below my knee and highlighted my curves and butt.


The meeting was scheduled to begin by 9am which gave me less than 20 minutes after I got to work to settle in. This meant that everyone had to be in the boardroom waiting which meant no private time with Sean. But even jupiter couldn’t stop us from seeing because he was sitting across the table in a neatly ironed white shirt, buttoned all the way to the top like an innocent school boy, his scent lingered in my nose and turned me on. His eyes met mine and I looked away leaning in so he could have a glimpse of my cleavage. Deliberately I let the content of my purse open and watched my lipstick fall off.

While everyone rushed to assist the sexy girl in the office, I smiled in satisfaction as I watched his eyes widen. The impression I wanted. My phone beeps and I know it’s an incoming message from him but I ignore trying to make idle conversation with the colleague by my side while waiting for the meeting to officially begin.

Then I hear another beep and another and another but still I don’t oblige. I liked getting him infuriated. 10 minutes later and we were yet to begin, the managing director wasn’t around and he hadn’t given us the go ahead to begin.

”Excuse me, I need to reapply my lipstick” I say to my colleague beside me but loud enough to get Sean’s attention. I walk out in calculated strides and I feel the eyes of 70% of the men in the room resting on my butt.

I walk into Sean’s office and shut the door. I take off my jacket and camisole and wearing only my bra I face time Sean and place the phone on a stand. I take out my lipstick which is my personal vibrator and run it over my body. Starting from my the nape of my neck down to my collar bones and over my cleavage. Then I slide lower, take my skirt off seductively so I’m just in my pants. I see his eyes widen as he picks the call.

”Wanna join the party?” I ask my voice slurry and enticing.

He hangs up and in less than two minutes I hear him at the door. He kisses me fiercely immediately he sees me, passionately and hungrily like a starved animal. He pulls my hair back and runs his tongue at the nape of my neck and his other hand unhooks my bra and cups my breasts in his hands.

”You are getting better at this game of torture” he whispers in my ears and pulls my hair further.

”We have five minutes, let’s make the most of it”

He places me on his table, slides my panties to the side and buries his head in my pussy. My pussy scent welcomes him and he slurps on the juice like a lion taking hungry laps. Sean takes my lipstick vibrator and places it on my clitoris and I feel my soul leave my body. He slides a finger in, hitting my g-spot, slurping my juices and stimulating my clitoris. My legs vibrate as I cum while he takes it all in.

Oh fuck, I wanted him now. He takes off his trousers midway, brings out his hard rock dick and plunges into me. His thrusts are playful but eager. He thrusts into me and pulls out immediately. He makes another thrust and pulls out and with the last thrust he fills me with every inch and keeps going.

”Fuck me like you own me”

Those words act like dopamine and he increases his tempo fucking me like his bad bitch which I loved to be. I wrap my legs around his butt muttering nasty words to him. Sean liked bad girls and I knew to fit into every role he wanted. He worships my breasts with his right hand and with his left holds the lipstick vibrator in place.

His phone beeps but we both ignore.

I feel his body tighten, his thrusts are getting faster and his moans uncontrollable. I know he is about to cum and I push him out, kneel in front of him and swallow every inch of his cum.

Oh fuck, Bukola, Do not be the death of me.

About Author /

Lara is an erotic writer and modern day sex and relationship educator. Sensual, multifaceted and a reincarnated soul is how she describes herself. When she is not relieving her imaginations or taking vain selfies, she is on Instagram at Larasensations teaching how to own your pleasure.

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