The office was dark and silent after hours, the only light was coming from the desk lamp in Mr. Alexander Voss’s corner office. Olivia Bennett, his 26-year-old personal secretary, sat in his chair behind the desk. She had stayed late to finish the quarterly reports, but her mind had long since wandered far from spreadsheets.
Olivia’s breathing was already ragged. She had been thinking about him all day, her strict, handsome 42-year-old boss, commanding voice, and piercing gray eyes. The way he looked at her sometimes made her thighs clench. Tonight, alone in his office, the temptation had finally won.
She leaned back in his chair, her skirt hiked up around her waist. Her blouse was unbuttoned, bra pushed down to expose her full, perky breasts. One hand pinched and rolled a stiff n****e w
