Page 9 of Sending Nudes to My Boss

What isn’t practical is the way that my cock automatically comes to life every time I hear the stupid sound. Like I’ve trained my dick to respond to the chime of the whimsical bells, or something.

Why? Why is Dot the only woman in the world who does this to me? It could have been anyone else but it had to be her, my assistant, a woman ten years younger than me who is absolutely off limits.

I shouldn’t have hired her. It’s pure masochism to dangle temptation in front of my own nose like this, day in and day out. Knowing that I want her but can never have her. That, in so many ways, she’s everything I want and need in a woman.

Sometimes, what I feel for Dot seems like it could be love. Could I be in love with my assistant? Over the last two years, my feelings towards her have evolved. From pure, needy lust to…something more complicated. Something that goes beyond mere sexual attraction.

I look at my phone screen.

Dot has shared a cloud drive link.

Not unusual. This is the way she shares case notes and other sensitive documents with me. But this looks like it’s a photo album. And the title of the album catches my eye immediately.

“Unwrap Your Gift”

Unwrap my gift? What gift? Is this how Dot intends to “repay” me for representing her?

I open the photo album and understand right away why the title mentioned unwrapping a gift.

On my screen is a photo of Dot wearing a giant red satin bow.

And nothing else.

My mouth goes dry as I stare at the image on the screen. My cock was only semi-hard at the sound of Dot’s notification. But now it’s rock solid and straining against the zipper of my pants, demanding to be attended to.

If this is the way Dot repays favors, I’m going to need to do more favors for her from now on.

I unzip my pants, pulling them down and letting my stiff cock go free. This is wrong, and I should probably stop. Should delete this link and then reprimand Dot, possibly fire her, for the inappropriateness.

But I’m a weak man when it comes to her. And the paper-thin restraint that I’ve exercised for years with Dot has officially been shredded to pieces.

I wrap my fingers around the base of my cock and then stroke upwards as I look at the photo. It’s the first of a set of twenty. Dot didn’t have to send me a single image to “repay” me forrepresenting her, but the fact that she sent me twenty? It’s too damn much. A single photo would have been enough to drive me insane for the rest of my fucking life.

The loops of the large satin bow cover her nipples…barely. All of that pretty pale cleavage is fully exposed around the ribbon. The bottom of her tits are fully visible, the sides peeking out around the ribbon wrapped around them. And of course the tops of her tits are fully visible, the same cleavage that I’ve seen more than a few times whenever Dot would bend to pick something up and accidentally give me a glimpse down the front of her shirt.

Here it all is. Everything I’ve longed to see, willingly bared to me. Dot’s long brown curls hang over one side of her face and spill over a shoulder. Her blue-green eyes look seductively at the camera.

This is the best gift I’ve ever received. The only problem is, I can’tactuallyunwrap it. Or can I?

My thumb swipes to the next photo while my other hand continues to stroke my cock.Fuck.

The bow is off now, but she’s wearing a tiny top and a matching thong now. Bent over on all fours, back arched, matching high heels on her cute little feet.

I swipe again. Dot kneeling in a red lace teddy, looking up at the camera.

Swipe again.

More Dot. More curves.

I swipe again and again. Faster.

I reach the last few photos and really lose my shit when I see Dot fully nude laying on a bed draped in satin sheets, red like the ribbons from the first photo. Her legs are crossed, concealing her pussy from view. Her hands act as a makeshift bra, cupping massive tits that spill out over her delicate fingers.

Thisis the picture I finish to.

I imagine my hands on those beautiful tits instead of hers. I imagine holding those thick thighs open and sucking her little clit until she’s screaming my name. I imagine getting her on all fours, like that picture from before, this time with me behind her driving my cock into her slick pussy until I fill her with my seed.

When I’m done, the reality of what I’ve done hits me.

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