I HAD SEX WITH MY BOSS 2

AUDREY

It didn’t stop that night.

After he left my bed, sweaty and still half-hard, I thought maybe it was a one-time slip. A fantasy fulfilled, then buried. But the very next morning, his hand was on my thigh under the desk, his lips brushing my ear while he dictated an email. That became our routine. Meetings turned into excuses to get me alone, elevators into heated make-out sessions, late nights at the office into hours of me bent over his desk with my skirt ...