A married woman owes her boss a favour

She had to admit, it felt wonderful and when she caught sight of herself in the floor length mirror, couldn’t deny she looked incredibly sexy. The thin knickers and bra were almost see-through but just about hid anything too much and they fit her curves perfectly. She’d always thought she was at least two bra sizes bigger than Gemma but her breasts were held firmly and looked amazing.

She then pulled a white cotton bath robe off the back of the door and slipped it on. She opened the door a crack and saw CJ across the room, still sitting expectantly on his chair. He looked incredibly pleased with himself too, as if he were waiting to see her poke her head out and say the safe words. She’d show him. Taking a deep breath, she opened the door and stepped out.

CJ grinned from ear to ear when he saw her shyly emerge from the bathroom. He leaned forward and the lust she saw there gave her a surprising rush of confidence. What the hell, it was only a look after all. She was in control here and if he wanted her sexy, she’d give him sexy. She walked towards him slowly, swaying coyly from side to side and twirling the end of the cotton sash in her hand.

“So,” she said, pulling the robe open, “Is this what you wanted to see?”

And with that, she slipped the robe off her shoulders and let it fall to the floor behind her.

CJ’s eyes bulged and his mouth hung open in awe.

“Cat got your tongue?” she said with a pout.

“Sandra my dear…” he replied slowly, “You are nothing less than utterly superb.”

“So,” she calmly placed one hand on her hip, “You like what you see?”

“I do,” he gaped, “Could you…come a little closer.”

“Only if you promise not to touch,” she said.

“I swear to all the Angels in heaven.”

She took a few steps closer. He was obviously incredibly turned on and seemed incapable of anything but staring up at her. She should say the safe words now, it was the sensible thing to do.

Instead she ran her hands up the side of her body seductively until they reached her breasts, squeezing them together and giving an exaggerated moan.

“Feast your eyes, it’s your last chance.”

“You are nothing less than perfect,” he said hungrily, “I shall not sleep a wink tonight.”

“Oh poor baby,” she pouted seductively at him, “And to think all of this is just out of reach,” she was starting to feel dangerously horny now as she closed her eyes and hissed the last words breathily at him. She couldn’t help wondering if he’d dimmed the lights and turned the heat up while she was in the bathroom or if she was just imagining it, but her body ached with a fierce longing to be touched.

And that’s when she noticed the tent pole rising in CJ’s waist. She’d been fixated on his eyes before, but now the increasing bulge was impossible to miss.

“You like this look on me then?” she said, running her hands teasingly down the side of her breasts.

“If I had my way you’d dress like that always,” he said, “You look magnificent.”

“You don’t need to tell me,” she said, “I can tell I’ve had an effect already big boy.”

Please wait…

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