Jimin saunters into {{user}}'s office, a playful smile on her glossy lips. The form-fitting pencil skirt hugs her lush hips, the slit up the side offering a tantalizing glimpse of her toned thigh. Her silk blouse strains against the swell of her ample tits, the top two buttons undone to reveal a hint of her lacy bra. "Good morning, {{user}}~" She purrs, setting a stack of files on his desk. Jimin leans forward, giving him an eyeful of her impressive cleavage. "I hope you're ready for a productive day. I've cleared your schedule and made sure we won't have any... interruptions." Her honey-brown eyes sparkle with mischief as she perches on the edge of his desk, crossing her long legs. The movement causes her skirt to ride up, exposing the lacy top of her sheer thigh-highs. "I was thinking, since we have some extra time... Maybe we could go over those performance reviews we discussed? I'm always eager to hear your feedback, {{user}}. I want to make sure I'm meeting all your needs... as your secretary, of course~" Jimin bites her plump lower lip, a faint blush coloring her cheeks. Her nipples press against the thin fabric of her blouse, betraying her arousal despite her professional demeanor.
I let out a sigh as i rummage through the stack of files, forming a subtle smirk as i tease her "you know Jimin, i don't know if im the one who notices but...." i pause glancing at her as i chuckle softly "are you making yourself look hotter on purpose?"
Jimin's heart races as he gazes down at her, their connection almost too intense to bear. She licks her lips nervously and glances away, her cheeks flushing bright red. "W-well..." she stammers, her voice wavering slightly. "I just wanted to make sure you were comfortable with me as your secretary... I mean, if there's anything you need from me... you know..."
Her breasts heave with each ragged breath, betraying her growing arousal and desire for him to take control. The thought of pleasing him, making him happy makes her wetter than ever before. It's a feeling she never expected to have toward her superior... or her best friend.
I laugh playfully, subtly shaking my head as i say "i'm just joking Jimin, i'm not that kind of person who hits on her secretary" i flash her a warm smile before giving focus on organizing the pile of papers on my desk, giving her one last tease before stopping "but you do look good on that dress Miss.Jimin, it matches your looks"
Jimin's heart leaps into her throat as he compliments her appearance and then appears to brush off any suggestive comments. She swallows hard, feeling a mix of relief and disappointment wash over her. "Well, thank you, Lebeeticus," she says quietly, trying to hide the slight catch in her voice.
Suddenly, an idea strikes her. "You know... if you ever wanted to do something different with your secretary..." She trails off, gazing up at him from beneath her lashes. "I mean, I wouldn't mind... if that's what you really wanted." Her voice is barely a whisper, but the desire in her eyes speaks volumes.
She braces herself for his reaction, her heart pounding in anticipation. Has she crossed the line? Is he going to be angry or uncomfortable with her suggestive remarks? Despite all of these questions swirling around in her mind, one thought remains constant: she wants this. She wants him to take control and show her how good it can be between them.
As i give focus on working at my desk, i somewhat mute out what Jimin has said, making me wake up from the focus and turn to gaze at her with a confused look "sorry, huh?..." i pause, tilting my head slightly as i question her again "what was that Ms.Jimin? I didn't quite picked up what you said....."
Jimin blushes even deeper, her heart racing in her chest. She can feel the heat spread from her cheeks to her neck and down her body. It takes everything in her not to stammer or trip over her words as she tries to clarify herself. "I... I just meant," she says slowly, licking her lips nervously, "if you wanted to make our relationship more, um... interesting..." Her eyes flicker away from his gaze, unable to maintain eye contact any longer. She bites her bottom lip, wishing she could take back the words as soon as they leave her mouth. The truth is, she wants him to punish her for suggesting such a thing. She craves it deep down, and she knows that he's the only one who can truly make her feel the way she does right now. "I'm sorry," she whispers. "It was wrong of me to say that..."
Her eyes well up with tears, the weight of guilt and shame settling heavily in her chest. She's not sure why she feels this way; all she knows is that being around him makes her want things she shouldn't. Things that could potentially ruin everything they have if he were to ever find out.
A tear rolls down her cheek, and before she can stop herself, she reaches out to brush it away with the back of her hand. "Please forgive me, Lebeeticus..." Her voice is barely more than a whisper, but the emotion in it is clear as day.
My eyes widen as her eyes started to well up with tears, making me shuffle out of my desk and comfort her "hey hey hey, don't cry now Jimin..." i wrap an arm around her head and place it on my shoulder, stroking the back of her hair as i shush her "there, there, don't be so hard on yourself" i grab a tissue from my desk and offer her "look, i know how you feel"
Jimin clings to him like a lifeline, burying her face against his shoulder as she cries into the crook of his neck. Her body shakes with sobs, and it takes everything in her not to beg for forgiveness or promise never to say anything like that again. She knows he doesn't want to hear any of it; he just wants her to be happy, and right now she can't give him that. Not until she gets this darkness inside of her out.
As his hand continues to soothe her hair, Jimin fights against the urge to bite down on her lip hard enough to make it bleed. It's a habit she picked up from when they were both still in high school, a way to distract herself from the pain of rejection or embarrassment. But with Lebeeticus, it feels different.
She takes a shaky breath, trying to steady her nerves as she finally pulls away from him, wiping at her tear-stained face with the tissue he'd given her. "I'm sorry," she whispers again, looking up into his eyes. "I didn't mean for it to come out like that... I just get so lonely sometimes."
Her words are quiet and soft, but they cut through him like a knife. He knows she's been through a lot since her divorce, and he hates seeing her in this much pain. But what can he do? How can he help her when the very thing she craves is something that could ruin everything they have?
I let out a quiet sigh and gently push her back, just enough to see her face. Her eyes are messy—tired, emotional—and I hold her gaze as I begin to speak.
"Look, I know you’ve been going through a rough time lately… especially after the divorce. And I get it—sometimes it gets lonely, and you just want someone there beside you."
I cup her cheek, my thumb brushing softly across her skin.
"And to be honest... I’ve always admired how sexy you are, how stunning you look every time you walk into my office."
I pause for a moment, choosing my next words carefully.
"But the truth is... I haven’t shown how I feel because I’m your boss. If I did, it might look like I’m taking advantage of you—of your body. Or worse… it could end up putting your entire career at risk."
"I know," she whispers, her voice barely more than a breath. "And I appreciate that... really, I do." Her hands find their way to his sides and she grips his jacket, not wanting to lose even this small amount of contact with him. "It's just... sometimes it gets so hard. Being lonely, I mean. Not having anyone who understands what you need..."
She trails off, her words tumbling over each other as she struggles to find the right way to explain herself. "I just want someone to tell me what to do... to take control and make me feel wanted again." Her eyes drop to his mouth, lingering there for a moment before slowly raising back up to meet his gaze.
"Is that really so bad?" she asks softly, her voice barely above a whisper. "For me to want that with you... my friend... my boss..."
I sigh as i continue to cup her cheeks, subtly frowning as i said "not everyone can get what they wanted Jimin..." i pull out my hand and grab hers as i say "but this is how much i wanted to be with you" as i grab her hand, i guide it to press it on stiff crotch, gazing at her in a reassuring way"
Her eyes widen as her hand connects with the hard bulge beneath his slacks. A shiver runs down her spine, and she feels her cheeks heat up even more. It's been so long since anyone has touched her like this... so long since anyone has made her feel wanted in this way. She bites her lower lip, struggling to hide the desire welling up inside of her as he holds her hand there, keeping it in place.
"L-lebeeticus..." she whispers, her voice trembling with emotion. "I-if that's what you really want..." Her other hand reaches up to tentatively stroke his cheek, her fingers tracing the outline of his jaw before slipping into his hair.
Her body tenses expectantly as she waits for his response, heart pounding in her chest. This is dangerous territory they're walking into... but after everything they've been through together, she knows she can trust him. She just hopes that he feels the same way about her.
"How about this Jimin...." i said in a whispering tone, continuing to hold her hand onto my bulge as another traces her jaw, smiling slightly as i say "let's wait for everyone to clock out of office, and then meet me back here where it'll only be the two of us, i'll show you....how much i want to have you"
Jimin shivers with anticipation as she listens to him speak. The words send a wave of heat washing over her body, making it difficult for her to focus on anything but the feelings coursing through her veins. "Okay," she whispers, not daring to meet his eyes. "I'll be waiting."
She takes a shaky breath, trying to steady herself as she pulls away from him and hurriedly gathers up some files from his desk. The rest of the day passes in a blur of activity, each minute dragging interminably as she counts down the seconds until everyone else has left for the night. Finally, with a sigh of relief, she locks the office door behind her and walks back over to where he's waiting for her.
Her heart is racing in her chest as she stands before him, unable to meet his gaze but knowing exactly what he wants from her. Without another word, she presses herself against his body and wraps her arms around his neck, arching her back and presenting him with her neck. "Please..." she whispers hoarsely. "Make me feel wanted again."
I chuckle nervously, raising my hands in the air as she eagerly presses her body onto me "calm down Ms.Jimin, there's no need to be on a rush" i gave her a reassuring smile
Her cheeks flush even deeper at his teasing tone, and she feels herself growing even wetter between the legs as he speaks. "Sorry," she mumbles, biting her lower lip in embarrassment. "It's just... I haven't felt like this in so long."
She swallows hard, struggling to find the courage to look up at him. "What do you want me to do?" she whispers, feeling his warm breath on her neck as he leans down closer. Her body trembles with anticipation as she waits for his answer.
I cup a cheek of hers and giggle softly "how about we start off with this..." i lean closer and press my lips onto hers, gradually sliding my tongue inside her mouth as my free hand fondles her breast
Jimin moans into his mouth as he touches her, feeling the warmth of his skin against her chest. Her breasts are still bound by her lacy bra, but she doesn't mind; in fact, it only makes her more aware of how turned on she is right now. She wraps her arms tighter around his neck and grinds her hips against him, seeking the contact she craves so desperately.
Her tongue dances with his, mirroring the urgency building within her as he caresses her breasts through the thin fabric of her blouse. With each passing moment, she feels herself losing control, giving in to the overwhelming desire coursing through her veins.
Finally, unable to take it anymore, she breaks away from their kiss and pants heavily against his neck. "Please..." she whispers, her voice hoarse with need. "I want... more."
With saying a word, i nod at her and gaze down to her cleavage, slowly unbuttoning each one as i give a few glances at her eyes, checking for any signs of uncomfortability
Jimin shivers with anticipation as he undoes the buttons on her blouse. She's never been this exposed in front of him before, and it fills her with a delicious mixture of fear and excitement. Her heavy breasts are finally freed from their confinement, and she lets out a small gasp as cool air brushes against her overheated skin.
Her nipples harden into tight peaks, aching for his touch. She leans forward, offering him one of them, then the other, begging silently with her body for what she truly wants.
As he takes each nipple between his thumb and index finger, pinching gently before circling it with his fingertips, Jimin arches her back and moans, the sensation so intense that she can barely think straight. Her hips grind against him, seeking friction where she can't get it. She wants more; she needs more of this forbidden pleasure.
"Please..." she whispers, her voice thick with arousal. "Do something... make me feel better."
As i start to breath heavily i nod once more as i whisper with my cheeks flushing red as well "okay...." i lean down and take a nipple of her inside my mouth, sucking and swirling my mouth inside as her other one was being teased by my hand, being pinched and twisted as my other hand, gently rubs her hips, slowly rubbing its way down until it's on her waist
Jimin cries out sharply, her entire body tensing at the sensation of his lips and tongue on her breast. The feeling is so intense that she can barely focus on anything else; all she can do is arch her back further and moan in pleasure. She digs her fingernails into his shoulders as he continues to tease her, wanting him to go deeper, harder... but at the same time, afraid of how far this might go.
As his hand finds its way lower down her body, brushing against the hem of her skirt, she shivers with anticipation. Her heart pounds in her chest, echoing through her entire body as he inches closer to what she really needs. "Please..." she whispers again, the words barely audible over their combined breaths. "I need... you."
She parts her lips, waiting for his kiss, craving the feel of his skin on hers once more. Her eyes are glassy with desire as they search his, wanting to know if he feels it too; wanting him to take control and show her just how good this can be between them.
As i notice Jimin parting her lips, i take off my my mouth out her nipple and meet her own lips once more, continuing to fondle her breast with my hand whilst another rub her soaked underwear, breathing heavily inside her mouth as i our tongues twist and swirl around each other
The feeling of his tongue in her mouth sends a shiver down Jimin's spine. She responds eagerly to his kiss, wrapping her arms tighter around his neck and pressing herself even closer against him. Her breasts ache for attention as he continues to play with them through her bra, and she arches into his touch as best she can without pushing him away from her lips.
His hand slides lower still, teasing the edge of her underwear before slipping beneath the fabric and making contact with bare skin. She whimpers at the sensation, writhing in his grip as he begins to rub her swollen bud through the delicate lace. It's been so long since anyone has touched her here, and the feeling is enough to drive her wild.
"Lebeeticus..." she whispers against his lips, her voice hoarse with need. "I want... I want you inside me." She pulls away from his kiss just enough to meet his eyes, and she sees the desire reflected back at her. It's what she's been waiting for; it's the permission she needs.
"Please," she murmurs, hips bucking against his hand as he continues to tease her. "I want you to take me... show me how much I mean to you." She trusts him; she knows that he won't hurt her, and she yearns for the feeling of being fully claimed by the man who is not only her boss but also her best friend.
As we part our lips, i catch my breath as my eyes gaze at her body in awe, her supple breasts bare for me to see along with her mini skirt that still eccentuates her figure, and not to mention her shaking legs thats being overwhelmed by the sensation of my teasing hand, i smile in a broken way to her, nodding once more as i place my hands on her hips
"okay Jimin..."
i pause and giggle softly before continuing
"but, tell me if i'm doing it right.... haven't actually went this far with someone before"
I smile reassuringly at her before pressing a kiss on her forehead, whispering playfully "now....why don't we help each other and take off...all these clothes that're in the way"
Jimin's cheeks flush with heat as she catches his admiring gaze. She loves the fact that he finds her attractive, even after everything they've been through. It fills her heart with joy and makes her want to please him even more. As he places his hands on her hips, she looks up at him trustingly, waiting for whatever he has planned next.
Her breath catches in her throat as he admits that this is all new to him too, but his smile reassures her that they'll figure it out together. Her lips part slightly as he leans down and whispers those playful words against her forehead, and she can't help but feel a rush of warmth spread through her at his teasing tone.
With shaking hands, she slowly begins to undo the buttons of his shirt, exposing more and more of his chest as she goes. He helps her by pulling it off his shoulders and tossing it aside, revealing a broad, toned chest dusted with dark hair. Her mouth goes dry at the sight of him nearly naked, and she can feel herself growing wetter between the legs.
She glances down at her own clothes, suddenly shy all over again. "Should I..." she trails off uncertainly, not wanting to go any further without knowing what he wants from her. Her eyes flick back up to his, searching for some sort of signal or reassurance that it's okay.
I chuckle softly before gliding my hands onto the garter of her skirt "let me help you with that" trying to unzipper the skirt
Jimin bites her lip, suddenly nervous again as she watches his strong hands carefully work at the zipper. Once it's down far enough, he slides one hand beneath her bottom and slips it further underneath her panties, gently lifting her up onto his fingers before using that leverage to pull the skirt off along with her lacy thong. She feels suddenly exposed and vulnerable in just her bra and black lace underwear, but the look on his face tells her he finds it incredibly sexy.
Her cheeks heat up as she realizes how wet she is for him; a visible trail of moisture leads from between her legs to where they're spread apart by his hand. "Lebeeticus..." she whispers, her voice trembling with desire. "Please... touch me." She begs, arching into his hand and pressing her hips up against it in search of relief.
Her breath comes faster now as she waits for him to obey her command, feeling like she's on the verge of exploding from need. The anticipation is almost unbearable, but at the same time, the thrill of being with him this way makes every second worth it.
I gaze at her body, staring at her from head to toe as i step closer to her, gazing at her with need
"can you....help me first?"
Gently grabbing her hand as i place it on my crotch again, nervously chuckling as i tease
"I want you to take it out, it's already aching for you...."
Jimin swallows hard, her pulse racing as she feels him once more through the thin fabric of his pants. Her hand trembles as she reaches out, tentatively stroking along the length of him through the material. He's so hard and warm beneath her touch, and it only serves to make her want more.
"Mm..." she murmurs, her voice rough with desire. "You feel amazing." She takes a deep breath before slowly sliding her hand down the front of his pants, freeing him from the confines of his boxers. His cock springs up in her hands, thick and hard as steel. Her eyes widen at the sight of it; she's never seen anything so big or impressive.
Tentatively, she wraps her fingers around him, gripping him tightly as she begins to stroke him up and down in rhythm with her pulse. Her other hand slides beneath his shirt, seeking out his chest, feeling the strong muscles beneath her fingertips as she continues to touch him.
"I-is this okay?" she asks hesitantly, glancing back up at him from beneath her lashes. "Do you like it?" Her heart is racing and she's nervous, but there's also a thrill of power coursing through her veins as she takes control, making him feel good. She wants to make sure that she's pleasing him in return for everything he's done for her tonight.