I walked into the studio like the last few mornings, coffee in my hands, ready to work, and ready to see that sexy ass boy. "Good morning Myra," I said smiling.

"Good morning Alina, how'd it go yesterday?" She asked.

"Good, I did better than I thought!" I said getting all excited and shιt.

"I meant with Justin," she said.

"Well nothing happened if that's what you're getting at," I said.

"I expect a full report if something happens girl," she said winking.

"Of course but don't get too excited," I said walking to Justin's office. I knocked then walked inside placing the coffee on his desk. "Good morning."

"Good morning Ms. Ozera," he said smiling as he typed something. Wow... He was wearing a white tee under and unbuttoned grey shirt simple but he still looked hot as fυck.

"Alina," I corrected him giving him a wide smile.

"Oh okay," he said. I excused myself and walked over to my desk taking a sip of my iced latte.

1) There's not a lot to do since it's Wednesday (hump day), so you can do anything you want around the building but don't break anything.

I laughed at the hump day part then sat down. I organized my desk then drank my drink. What to do, what to do? Hmm maybe I should explore... Or bug Justin? I think bugging Justin sounds like way more fun. I quickly got on my feet with my drink and walked to Justin's office knocking then walking inside. "Hi," I cheerfully said shutting the door behind me.

"What's up?" He asked.

"The sky," I replied sitting down in front of his desk.

"Not funny... What do you need?" He asked.

"Do you want me to be blunt?" I asked.

"Sure go for it," he said putting the papers in his hands down.

"I came to bug you, because I'm bored out of my mind, so if you don't want me bugging you, you should give me something to do," I said crossing my legs.

"How bad can it be?" He asked.

"Oh Mr. Bieber you are underestimating me way too much... I can be a zit, one of those face craters that you just can't get rid of no matter how much acne wash you use," I said slurping the last drops out of my drink.

He shook his head, "Just try... I'm not easily annoyed."

"Really because you look like you don't have patience... Even though your tattoo itself says patience," I pointed out.

"Okay, do whatever you want, I'm just going to continue doing my work," he said going back to the papers on his desk.

I'm ready, I put like fifteen packets of sugar in my latte this morning. I'm pumped ready to go. Yaaas let's do this.

I placed my mouth on my straw and slurped nothing. My drink was gone but there were still like two drops at the bottom so I tried getting them out shaking the cup to move the ice around.

"I think you finished it. It's all gone," he said looking up at me.

"No, I don't think so, there's still a drop left," I said slurping through the straw again. He went back to his work not even a bit bothered my the noise I was making. I popped the lid off and put some of the ice in my mouth slowly chewing it loudly making a crunchy noise. "Ahh, it's cold!"

"It's eight in the morning and you're eating ice?" He asked furrowing his brows.

"Yup. You want some?" I asked holding my cup out for him.

"Nah, I'm good thanks," he said writing something down.

I gave up with the ice. "Do you have a trash can in here?" I asked holding my cup up.

He looked under his desk and pulled the trash can out holding it on top of his desk for me to throw the cup in. I threw it in and thanked him. He nodded not looking up at me once.

I put my arms and hands horizontally on his desk then placed my chin on my fingers and stared at him as he read something on a pice of paper. "Whatcha doing?" I asked.

"Reading up on some guy who wants his art displayed," he said.

"What's his name?" I asked.

"Christopher," he replied looking at a new piece of paper.

I popped my lips. He still didn't look annoyed so I did it again. No reaction. After a few seconds I did it again, this time the pop was louder. He suddenly popped his lips too, "I can do that too."

I mentally sighed and got up, carrying the chair with me, I sat next to him behind his desk. "This feels nice. I could get used to this except without you here," I said poking his arm.

He chuckled, "Nice try."

I scooted my chair closer to him, his scent hitting me. Yum... "So I have a friend who's trying that long distance relationship shιt even after I told her not to because she's just going to get hurt like we both know he's going to cheat on her and I know he's hot or whatever but like he's far away so he's for sure going to cheat and they've been together for like only five months so I think it's not a big deal if they break up yet she started crying at the thought of it then I comforted her before I left and when she left him and said goodbye she told me they cried in each others arms for hours at the airport I told her to get over it and she said she could never find someone like him but there's so many hot guys here that I can't understand why she would need him still it's obvious she can do better here like way better don't get me wrong I'm not telling her to cheat I'm telling her to just break it off you know? Like just chop the relationship in half. Do you have any advice for her?"

"Get some tissues ready and go buy an electric toothbrush," he said.

"Why would she need an electric toothbr- ohhh you naughty boy," I said smacking his arm.

"Easy on the smacks!" He said.

"Sorry, but thanks I'll tell her you said so," I said throwing my legs on his lap. He jumped back in his chair since I startled him.

"Legs off," he said pushing them.

"Please?" I asked.

"Fine," he agreed typing something in his computer.

"So are you married? Girlfriend? Kids?" I asked.

"No," he simply replied.

"Whatcha typing? A love letter? Can I read it? I can imagine it... Dear Violet, your eyes are the color of a violet, so perfect. Your body is like an hourglass or even better a pear, it would match with my quote on quote voluminous plump ass. Love, your secret admirer," I said petting his soft silky hair.

"It's not a love letter, I'm emailing Christopher and don't pet me I'm not a dog," he said.

"Your hair is soft? What brand of conditioner do you use? I use Pantene, it smells good too, it's basic but I mean you're basic you said so yourself so I'm guessing you also use Pantene. Does your hair smell good? Can I smell it?" I asked sniffing his hair. Wow... "Yum, smells like expensive crap."

"Excuse me? Expensive crap?" He asked backing away.

"Yeah expensive hair crap not actual doo-doo," I said.

"Weirdo don't smell my hair," he said.

"It smells good though," I said sniffing it again.

"Stop you're making me uncomfortable," he said furrowing his eyebrows.

"Oooo he gets uncomfortable. Let's see how uncomfortable we can get you to be," I said cracking my knuckles and fingers.

"Don't touch me weirdly..." He warned.

"I don't need to touch you to make you uncomfortable," I said.

"Okay, hit me with your best," he said putting his pen behind his ear and stapling a pair of papers.

"Do you wear boxers or briefs?" I asked actually wanting to know the answer.

"Boxer briefs," he answered casually, "got anything better?"

"Are you a over the fence or a through the gate type of guy?" I asked.

"What?" He said laughing.

"When you pee. Do you use the hole and the zipper or do you do up and over where you pull your jeans slightly down and take your dιck out from the top?" I asked putting my elbow on his desk and resting my head on my hand.

"Umm, I think I do both equally," he answered still not looking the least bit uncomfortable.

"Or do you just drop your pants to your ankles and let it rip?" I asked.

"Definetly not," he said shaking his head.

"How long is your dιck?" I asked.

"Too long for you," he chuckled.

"Ummm no, nothing is ever to long for me you cocky ass," I said.

"Mhmm, yeah right," he said slipping some papers into a folder.

"Let me see it then," I said biting my lip.

He stopped what he was doing and looked at me like he was actually considering doing it. OMG was he actually going to do it? Please pretty please let him say yes. "Nope." Ughh, sigh, huge sigh.

"Why? Are you scared that I'm going to think it's too small?" I asked.

"No, you're the one who's going to get scared by how big it is," he said getting closer to me.

"Show me," I seductively said biting my lower lip.

"No," he said.

"Fine. So what do you think about periods?" I asked.

"Like the punctuation?" He asked turning back to his work.

"No like menstruation silly," I said giving him a slight push.

"I don't think anything of it," he said.

"Do you know what tampons are?" I asked.

"Yeah," he said.

"You know tampons can get stuck inside a woman's vagina and then they'd have to go to the doctors and get it pulled out by the doctor. We bleed like crazy, it's like a stab wound just gushing out," I said adding sound affects.

"Cool," he nonchalantly said.

"What? It's not cool, try bleeding out ya dιck for a few days, it's annoying," I snapped.

"Sorry then," he said throwing some papers away.

"What's it like to have a penis?" I asked twirling a piece of hair in between my fingers.

"It's normal," he said looking over at me.

"Does it bounce a lot?" I asked.

"Kind of, depends on what you're doing," he said.

"Do you shave your pubic hair?" I asked.

"I trim," he said crossing his arms. Oh shιt he trims, I can already imagine that large cσck of his. "Do you shave?"

"This is about you not me," I said, "And yes I do as a matter of fact."

"Yum," he said.

I gasped, "Yum? What is that supposed to mean?"

"Oh nothing," he said going back to his computer.

"Are you annoyed yet?" I asked.

"Not in the least bit," he said shaking his head.

"Hmmm..." What should I do? Oh yes, I got this... "RYTHM IS A DANCER I NEED A COMPANION GIRL I GUESS THAT MUST ME YOUU body like the summer, fυckling like no other, don't you tell em what we do," I started singing making him look at me and smirk. "Don't tell em don't tell em, you ain't e-"

"Even gotta tell em," he finished.

"So I love when you call unexpected, cause I hate when the moment's expected," I balled my hand into a fist and used it as a microphone adding more effect and emotion, then skipped further into the song, "so Imma care for yoooouuuuu yooouuu. Cause girl you're perfect you're always worth it and you deserve it, the way you work it cause girl-"

"You eaaaarnnnneeed it," he sang.

"Girl you earned it," we sang together.

I laughed and he laughed along with me. "You fail at being annoying," he said.

"I'm not giving up yet," I asserted.

"Okay then, I'll get back to work," he said typing something else up. I got closer to him aligning my mouth with his ear then slowly blew air into his ear. "Ahh, chills!" He said cringing. I popped my lips in his ear before slouching back in my chair. I pushed myself back leaving only my feet on his lap. I started moving my feet around you know 'getting comfortable' rubbing on his crotch 'accidentally' of course. "What are you doing?" He asked.

"Getting comfortable, why?" I asked smirking.

"If you don't stop I'll push your feet off," he threatened.

I scooted closer to his ear again, "Why? Are you going to get hard because I'm rubbing my feet against your crotch?"

"No, but its distracting," he said.

I took my feet off of his lap and stood up walking to the other side of his desk. I bent over his desk, making sure I was close to his face and also making sure that my shirt was hanging low enough for him to see my white lace bra. "Anything interesting amongst all this paperwork?" I asked.

He turned his attention from his computer screen over to me, "No, I have to sign some papers that's about it."

"Yeah? That sounds boring," I said.

His eyes slowly drifted down from my eyes to my lips and even more down to my chest, getting inside my shirt, looking at my bra.

"Do you like the view?"

"What view?" He asked acting stupid.

I stood back up, "Acting stupid won't work with me, I know you looked down my shirt."

"Well when you're bending over my desk the way you were, so provocatively, it's obvious that I, being a man, will look down your shirt," he explained.

"You also checked me out the first day I was here, and the second day when I was putting the photos away in the binders," I said.

"I did, I find you exceptionally appealing," he said.

"You're not supposed to look at your employees like that Mr. Bieber," I said moving my index finger from side to side in disapproval.

"I'm sorry Ms. Ozera," he said going back to work.

I bit my lip and walked back over to my chair sitting back down and throwing my feet on his lap again.

"What happens if I tell you that I desire you," I said rubbing my feet against his crotch again.

"We'll have to do something about that won't we?" He said leaning back in his chair and turning towards me.

"Yeah," I said suddenly feeling his bulge against my leg, "We'll have to do something about that hard on too."

"Yeah?" He said licking his lips. "What are we going to do about it?"

I took my legs off of him and said, "We aren't going to do anything. You're probably going to go to the bathroom to jerk off and release tension but I'm going to go eat lunch."

He looked over at the clock as I got up and walked towards the door, "That's not fair, you can't just leave me like this?"

"Oh yes I can," I said turning the door knob.

"Get your ass back here now," he demanded.

"Or what?" I said without turning around.

"I'll make you sore for days," he said. Holy shιt...

I opened the door, "Oh yeah? What if I don't let you?"

"Oh you'll let me alright, or else I'll stretch out that little mouth of yours," he threatened. I felt my panties instantly soak.

I shrugged and left, closing the door behind me. Please come after me, I want you to fυck me harder than you've ever fυcked anyone before. This is so close to happening. But I won't let him have me that easy, he'll have to beg for me.

I walked over to my desk grabbing my purse. I felt a hard squeeze on my ass, "So you disobey me eh?"

"My job description doesn't say, fυck your boss on it," I said without turning around.

"But I know you want my hard dιck inside you," he whispered in my ear, his bulge rubbing against my ass.

I finally turned around looking into his seductive eyes. He had that look on his face, as if he was going to ravage me right where I was standing. I bit my lip and that's when he lost it grabbing my arm and pulling me with him back into his office. He looked around for anyone but everyone was already gone. After closing the door he caught me by surprise, pressing his soft lips harshly against mine giving me a kiss filled with lust. I gladly kissed him back as he placed his hand on my cheek rubbing it with his thumb before pushing me over to his desk. His other hand ran down my body giving my ass a tight squeeze. Just as I opened my mouth to let a gasp out, he slipped his tongue inside my mouth exploring all of it. Our tongues battled for dominance but he ended up winning before pushing me onto his desk. I pulled away trying to catch my breath.

"What do you want me to do to you?" He asked standing in front of me with his hands running up my thighs.

"I want you to fυck me."

"Do you? Tell me," he whispered in my ear gently placing a soft kiss.

"I want you inside me now," I said unbuttoning my jeans.

"You want me to take you? Right here on my desk?"

"Yes."

He pulled my jeans off throwing them on the floor, "Spread your legs for me baby."

I sat further up his desk knocking a pile of papers down, "Fυck me."

"I'll fυck you so hard," he assured unzipping his jeans, "you won't be able to walk for days."

He pulled my shirt off revealing my bra that he was looking at earlier. He licked his lips reaching behind me to unclasp my bra. Once he took it off he lowered his head down to my chest instantly sucking on my right nipple as he massaged my left breast. I let a little moan escape my mouth. He moved to my left breast sucking on that one too before his hand slid down my stomach and to my crotch where he rubbed me over my panties feeling how wet I was.

"You're so wet and I haven't even showed you my cσck," he said kissing me up to my jaw. I unbuttoned his jeans and pushed then down revealing his grey boxer briefs. I pushed those down too letting his hard cσck out. He was trimmed, like he said. Maybe eight inches since he was hard, veins popping out ready to be inside me. He pulled my panties off throwing those on the floor too then ran his fingers up and down my slit spreading my wetness everywhere.

I needed him inside me. Now. I couldn't wait any longer. He pressed his lips back onto mine before pulling a drawer open and taking a silver packet out. With his teeth, he ripped the packet open taking the condom out, throwing the wrapper in the trash, and slowly rolling the condom down his hard shaft. He pulled his shirt up showing his perfectly toned body as he lined himself up with my entrance. "How bad do you want me?" He asked.

"Just fυck me already," I said spreading my legs wider.

"As you wish," he said slowly pushing only the tip of his cσck inside me.

"Don't you dare fucking tease."

He chuckled, slamming himself hard into me making me gasp. "Harder?" He asked.

I nodded placing my hands on his desk for balance. He rammed into me even harder letting a moan out.

"All of you. I want all of you inside me," I said pressing my lips on his. Without pulling away I felt all of his thick cσck inside me making me moan.

"Let it out baby, moan all you want, everyone's out for lunch," he said. His breathing was noticeably uneven.

I moaned again before he started his thrusts, long, savagely fast thrusts getting all of him inside me. He placed his hand on my waist pulling me to him everytime he thrusted inside me. "Fυck Justin!" I moaned.

"Yeah? Faster?" He asked letting a moan of his own out.

"Fυcking faster!" I yelled. He kissed me continuing to thrust his dιck inside me even faster than before.

"You're so fυcking tight Alina, your pυssy is so fυcking good," he moaned.

"Don't stop!" I moaned running my fingers through his hair giving the ends a slight tug.

I was finally having what I yearned for, what I was secretly dying to have. I knew he felt this way ever since he looked at me the day of my interview. I barely knew anything about him but none of that was necessary to fυck someone.

"Ahh, Alina, shιt!" He said continuing the steady rhythm of his thrusting hips.

"Yeah baby? Moan my name out, I want to hear you," I whispered in his ear.

"That drives me fυcking crazy," he said sweat starting to drip down his forehead. His mouth formed into the perfect ideal O as he moaned out again, "Ooo shit baby, you're so fυcking good Alina."

He pulled himself all the way out before pushing back inside me hitting just the right spot, "Oh fυck! That's it right there Justin, harder."

"Right there? Like that?" He asked gasping for air. I only nodded letting out a piercing moan. I felt my walls tense up around his cσck as my body tensed up.

"Justy oh I'm gonna..." I trailed off into a moan.

"Cum for me baby, I want to feel your cum all over me," he said hitting my spot over and over again with ever thrust. He held my legs wide open in place as he continued shoving his dιck up me. I tried holding myself back but miserably failed.

"Ohh FUCК!" I yelled as my body shook from my uncontrollable orgasm.

"That's it baby," he continued going at a pace faster then ever. I placed my hand at the back of his neck holding onto him. My walls still tensed and pushed up against his hard throbbing dιck as aftershocks ran through my body. "Holy s-shιt, Alina," he said as released himself shaking under my touch.

He pulled out taking the condom off and tying a knot at the end before throwing it away. I laid back trying to stop my legs from shaking. After I had calmed down, I stood up and put my panties and jeans back on as Justin tucked his now limp cσck back inside his underwear. He zipped up his jeans and buttoned them then ran his hand through his hair.

"God that was amazing," he said looking over at the clock.

"I know. How much time do we have left?" I asked.

"Thirty minutes, how does tacos sound?" He asked.

"Delicious," I said walking out. He followed me shortly. I grabbed my purse from my desk and felt him press up against me again.

Once I turned around he pressed his lips on mine, "Thank you Alina."

"Thank you for fυcking my brains out too," I said giggling.

He smiled before we walked out of the studio. Justin led me to a taco truck. Once we had our tacos we sat down at a bench and started eating.

"You never managed to annoy me," he said.

"I managed to fυck you, which is a greater accomplishment," I said.

He laughed, "Of course it is, were you shocked by my size."

"Nope, told you nothing's ever too big for me," I said finishing my first taco. "So I'm guessing I should keep quiet about what just happened?" I asked.

"If you want, it doesn't matter to me," he said taking another bite from his taco.

"But employees aren't supposed to have sexual relationships with their bosses," I said.

"Just because we aren't supposed to doesn't mean we can't... It also doesn't mean we'll follow the rules now does it?" He asked smirking.

After lunch we walked back and I stayed with him in his office. I sat in my chair across from him watching him as he worked.

"You look hot," I said.

"I know," he said.

I rolled my eyes and sighed, "Get off that little cloud of yours, always thinking you're so amazing."

"Don't roll those damn eyes at me," he warned twirling his pen in between two of his fingers.

I walked over to him and pushed him so he was leaning back then sat on his lap. "I can do whatever I want," I said.

"No you can't," he said.

"Why? You'll fire me?" I asked.

He nodded. Then after a minute he shook his head, "No cause that would mean I wouldn't get to fυck that little pink pυssy of yours."

His hand slid to my crotch where he slowly rubbed me over my clothes. "Don't do that, or I'll have to slip my jeans off and go for round two," I whispered slowly grinding on him.

The phone beeped and Justin pressed the speaker button, "Yeah?"

"There's an Alex here to see you," Myra said.

"Alex what?" Justin asked.

After a pause she said, "Alex Bieber."

"Send him in," Justin said tapping the side of my thigh. He hung up the phone and said to me, "I'll only be a few minutes then you can come back in here to finish what you started."

I got up and walked over to the door. There was a knock before I opened the door finding a very hot man standing there. Probably the same age as Justin, but a bit shorter probably 5'8, dirty blonde hair like Justin's, hazel colored eyes, and with a strong resemblance to Justin. I gave him a small smile before walking over to my desk.

Wow, he was very attractive, both the them were. Threesome maybe? Just kidding I'm not into that type of thing, or maybe I am as long it's with those two. I bit my lip as I reminisced about the events that happened a few hours ago. I fυcked my boss, on his desk, in his office, and it was about to happen again.

But is this really what I want? Just a fυck every once in a while? Maybe Justin will take it further, I hope.

Alex Bieber... Oh shιt...

Hope you enjoyed today's smut (;