Author: Lili Bun (Youtube)

Working in the office, you never thought you would have a bad day as bad as this. All you thought office work required was knowledge and stress, and partly you weren't wrong. Today rather, you start questioning such mindset. Not only did you forget about a presentation in 30 minutes, you also got drenched in coffee as one of your office mates accidentally spilled some on you this morning. It's a good thing you didn't have your coat on that time and wore that after taking off your white button up. Your blue lace bra barely being covered but it sufficed.

After a stressful 30 minutes of preparation, you have managed to set up everything for the presentation.

Or so you thought...

You weren't aware that this was a one on one presentation with the boss himself, the two of you alone in the huge room for meetings and such.

You haven't really had a chance to meet the boss in your 3 months of working in the office because of his schedule you figured. You assumed that the boss is an old sweet or strict man but was surprised to see the man in the suit in front of you.

He takes a seat on the left side of the long empty table parallel to you on the right side of your presentation.

"You're new, I figured?"

"Yes, Sir. I am."

"How long have you been working here?"

"3 months, at most."

"And how's work?"

"Nothing out of the ordinary. Office work is office work."

"Couldn't disagree with that. Are you ready?"

"Yes."

You start the presentation as Nanami puts his feet on top of his leg, near his knee. His elbow leaning on the other knee as his chin sat atop of his hand, listening closely.

You were oblivious to the roaming eyes of his behind the dark tinted glasses of his as you stay focused on your presentation while he... stayed focus on the imagery of you bent down on the table with slick running down your legs just for him. A sight he couldn't unsee.

Unbeknownst to you, the only button of your coat that has been covering you up is barely hanging on. Nanami took a sip of his cup of coffee, his eyes still on you.

He continues to listen until the button of your coat finally gives out and behold. Your lace bra, same shade as his button up. He froze mid sip, his pants beginning to feel... uncomfortable to say the least.

Your presentation has ended and you stayed still waiting on his feedback. You both make eye contact as his stoic face suddenly felt.. different in a way.

His eyes skimmed over your figure once again and he stood up.

"Sir?

He slides your coat off your shoulder and you froze as you realized the state of your coat. You feel his breath on the side of your neck as the same hand who slid off the side of your coat took home on your lower back, pulling you close to his front. Chest to chest with him.

"Is this also... part of your presentation?"

He says, leaning closer to your neck at the pause as you feel his lips grazing your bare skin as the sentence was completed.

"S-sir?"

"Hm... I also want you to present me something. Do you mind?"

You hesitated. The man in front of you is... very attracting and no one could deny that really. But it doesn't make a difference on the fact that he is your boss. You figured this might be wrong but... fuck it,

why not?

"N-no, I don't."

He gives out a deep chuckle.

"Such a good girl."

He starts to take your coat off painfully slow. His lips touching the skin on your neck and the skin around it but not quite kissing you. Teasing? Hm.

He starts to slide two fingers from your neck down to the hem of your black office skirt. Pushing it up and letting his fingers settle on top of your underwear, staying still. You start to squirm as you want them to move. He tightens his old on your lower back, now fully wrapping around your waist.

"Be a darling and hold still, if you may."

The sentence polite but the feeling... it was rather a command. You unconsciously squeeze your thighs together, forgetting his hands are between them.

He lets out another chuckle as you moaned at the sudden feeling of pressure.

"I can ignore that. Such melody would suffice."

And you start dripping as his fingers finally move but you don't know if it's any better. He was moving agonizingly slow that it was almost painful but you stayed still despite the urge to grind in your own pace on his hand. As he continues on, your whimpers become more efficient. He was thankful on making the room noise proof. But the glass walls doesn't help, anyone can walk by and see a sight only meant for him. But the thought also made him feel... wonders.

"Such a precious slut you are. Getting pleasured by your higher up? More so, getting more aroused with the pure awareness of how anyone can walk by and see through the glass wall, hm?"

The thought slipped through you, but once mentioned by him you hated how more slick starts to produce from you and your soaked panties being more soaked if possible.

"Oh? You like that?"

He chuckles lowly. As he was satisfied with the slick produced he bends you down on the table rather roughly, intersecting with how teasing and gentle he was.

In Nanami's mind, his eyes wondered all over your form. The sight same as the one in his mind, your slick slowly dripping on the table and down your quivering thighs.

"What a great presentation."

He uttered.