Page 12 of Filthy Boss

CHAPTER 6 MILLY

Ty said he wouldn’t be in the office until late morning, but I was wide awake at 4am with no hope of any more sleep. I was up most of the night reading sexy books about older bosses and their secretary’s. I especially liked one where the Boss got a little rough. The same thoughts that kept me awake until 1am kept me from sleep at 4am:

What if Ty was interested in that type of relationship? What if Ty wanted to tie me up? Or spank my ass?

I could barely contain myself. This was an amazing opportunity to watch someone great at his job, at a job that increasingly sounded amazing to me. It might not lead to another job, but I still don’t want to ruin this chance by falling for an older guy, my maybe Boss.

I managed to pull myself together and get to work at 6am. Dalton, Reed & Partners was open for me. But it felt like I was in someone else’s house alone. I found a note and some voice recordings that I began typing up. They were mostly just directions to take an old presentation and change a few of the sections around. But the voice had me squirming in my seat.

I grabbed one of my books from my old office and put the tape back on.

At 8 a.m. some boxes were delivered, and I had to sign for Ty and rifle through his desk for the account number. He was perfectly organized except one drawer filled with junk. I found the mail code eventually and was left alone again.

Trying to put back the junk, a pair of gold handcuffs slipped to the floor.

He is into the stuff in my books.

I could barely concentrate and walked down to my old offices. I may be unprofessional, but I was smart enough to be unprofessional in my old office- not his.

I can’t stop thinking about Ty Dalton’s tall, broad shoulders. His cool eyes and perfect skin.

I wish he would strip from his suit and let me see him naked. I want him and I can’t help it. My fingers slide down and run along the lips of my pussy. I pretend that they’re Ty’s fingers and slide them inside. With my other hand I begin to rub my clit, wishing Ty could lick me.

Having sex feels like it would be the scariest thing I’ve ever done.Normally I can’t open my heart, or my legs, to anyone. That would give them power over me.And my toys provide for my physical needs well enough most of the time.

But Ty has me needing more.

I grab my lavender vibrator and run it up and down on my clit. I let my imagination and fantasies run wild. Imagining what Ty would do to me.

I imagine him bringing my arms together, our breathing the only noise over the metal clicks of the handcuffs. Then he takes me. On my desk, on his desk, anywhere he wants.

I know he has a huge cock and knows how to use it. I imagine how he would have to put his hand over my mouth to shut me up- make sure we don’t get caught.

I push the vibrator inside. I can almost feel Ty on me as I orgasm in slow waves rushing over me.

“Ty,” comes out as a quiet moan as I come.

I want him to be my first.

I want him to tie me up.

I want him to do make all my wildest fantasies come true.