A few months ago, I started my first real job. I needed the money to help get my mom's salon back on track after it shut down, so I was all about working hard and proving myself. My boss? Well, he was definitely hard to ignore. Tall, fit, with a jawline that could cut glass, and always dressed like he walked out of a CEO’s office. People joked about how he looked like he belonged on a magazine cover. I never really paid much attention to it, though until that night. It was my first time working overtime, and he asked me to stay late to finish prepping for a client presentation. The office was quiet, just the two of us. I was so focused on my work, I didn’t even notice him standing behind me until I bent over to pick up my pen that had rolled off the desk. I straightened up and realized how close he was. His breath was warm on the back of my neck, and I could feel the heat of his body pressing up against me. My heart started racing, and before I could process it, he grabbed me by the waist and pulled me into him. I froze for a second, unsure of what was happening, but then his lips crashed onto mine, and all my hesitation melted away. His kiss was intense, demanding but so thrilling. I kissed him back, the adrenaline kicking in. My blouse was unbuttoned in seconds, and his hands were on me, pulling me closer. His lips trailed down my neck, and I let out a soft gasp. I was already so turned on, it felt like every nerve in my body was on fire. He didn’t waste any time, pushing me back onto the desk, his hands sliding under my skirt. I was barely able to catch my breath before he lifted me effortlessly and positioned me on the desk, his eyes burning with desire. I could feel his hands all over me, touching, teasing, and it drove me crazy. He kissed me again, his lips moving down my chest, past my stomach, and I let out a breathless moan when his mouth reached my breasts. His hands were everywhere, and I could feel his fingers slide inside me, making me gasp and arch my back in pleasure. It was a whirlwind, and I couldn't stop myself. I was caught up in the moment, desperate for more.

"Please," I begged, barely able to think straight. "Just do it."

He didn’t waste any time, quickly undoing his pants and pulling me close. It was rough and fast, his thrusts hard and deep. The desk shook beneath us, and I wrapped my legs around his waist as he took me in the most intense way. The office was silent except for the sound of our breathing and the rhythm of our bodies. I could barely catch my breath as we moved together, each thrust sending waves of heat through my body. I didn’t care who might hear or see. It was just us, and I couldn’t get enough. "Harder," I gasped, and he obliged, pushing into me even deeper. I felt my body shake with every thrust, and all I could do was hold onto him, lost in the moment. I could feel myself getting closer, the tension building until I couldn't hold it back anymore. My whole body tensed as I came, gasping his name as I did. When it was over, we both just stood there, trying to catch our breath. I was shaking, my legs weak, but I couldn't stop smiling. I grabbed my things, still in a daze, and walked out of the office, the memory of what had just happened burned into my mind. It was wild, unexpected, and completely unplanned....but dammmn, it was worth it.

I ended up leaving that job shortly after, but it wasn’t because of him. It just wasn’t the right place for me. But every time I think about that night, I can’t help but smile. No regrets.