Chapter 244 Fucking The Boss Il

• It was almost two hours later though, before the entire office was deserted. Mr. Sharp had no idea I was still there, as our individual offices are on opposite ends of the floor we worked on, but I knew he was still there having checked and seen his light on, and even heard his voice as he was on the phone. As soon as I was really sure everyone else was gone, I locked my office door, stood and took off my blouse and bra. I then put my blouse back on and started to pull my thong off too, but then thought better of it. Most men I know love to strip a woman's panties off during foreplay. I also knew Mr. Sharp had seen my thong and ass before, and I knew it had excited him, and so, I decided to keep them on at least for now! Leaving my office, I walked over to his and started to knock, when I realized he was again on the phone. It didn't sound like a happy conversation either and I quickly figured out he was talking to his wife. I honestly hoped this wasn't going to put a damper on what might happen, but at the same time, I thought that just maybe it would be the final push he needed to make this happen!
• I heard him slam the phone down and then I waited. I waited a good five minutes, wanting to give him a chance to calm down a bit, and then I knocked. I'm sure he wasn't surprised someone would be knocking on his door at that hour, because a lot of us often worked late or came in very early. We were all on salary on my floor, and so no one really cared how much overtime any of us worked. I heard him say to come in and so I did. Mr. Sharp is an assistant director, and so he has one of those large, executive type offices, complete with the big oak desk and executive chair. It has one private bathroom and a huge soft couch, and a couple of big plush chairs. As soon as I stepped in, I saw him perk up right away and he said my name (Donna) and asked what I was still doing here. As I stepped in and the office door shut, I locked it, trying to be a sneaky as possible and hoping he hadn't noticed! Apparently he hadn't since he started talking right away. Mr. Sharp was sitting on his big couch, a bottle of bourbon on the little table next to one end, and a glass that was less than half full, indicating he'd already had at least part of one drink.
• He seemed pleased to see me and invited me right in, patting the couch and indicating for me to sit. I asked him how things were going, and for a split second there was a frown. He told me things were just so-so, but now that I was here they were much better. I scooted a little closer to him and nudged him with my elbow, and then scolded him for not at least offering me a drink. He started to get up and I stopped him, telling him I knew where the glasses were and I was perfectly capable of getting one for myself. I then put my hand on his thigh, as if to push myself up, making sure my fingers at least should have been right where the head of his cock would be under his pants, and then I got up and strolled over to the little cabinet across the room. I was sure he was watching my ass as I walked, and I had worn a skirt that day that was maybe a little to short, but not that tight. As I turned to walk back, I swear I saw his hand quickly move away from his crotch. I was also glad that I had taken off my bra.