I had been in this job for a little over a week now. It was OK, not my dream job, but it filled a gap while I looked for something else. It was a local market branding company, small but fairly successful. There weren't many staff, only the owner/director, a married man in his mid 50s, the accounts clerk, a very cranky woman in her early 60s and myself, the PA/dogsbody, in my early 40s but with a very young outlook on life. I am married, but we lead quite separate lives and it just works for us. This job was a stop gap after leaving a very toxic role that left me drained, so the fact that it was mostly spoon feeding him his diary and making his coffee was quite frankly, a much needed respite for the moment! He wasn't the easiest person to get along with, he was loud, opinionated (not always right!) and could be blunt and at times just rude, but he paid well and the job wasn't hard. This particular day, it was the end of the day, I had stayed back a little to finish typing up some contacts and was just dropping them in for his approval. Jeanette had gone for the day so it was only Tim and I left. I knocked as I entered his office, holding up the files to show him as I placed them in his in-tray. As I turned to leave, I commented that I was done for the day and I'd see him in the morning. He nodded and continued looking at his screen. Back at my desk in the main office, I was clearing my desk and shutting down for the night when he came out and sat on the edge of my desk. I stopped and sat back in my chair waiting for whatever he had to say, wracking my brains to think of what I may have done wrong. He took off his glasses and rubbed his eyes as he told me he knew I wasn't staying with them long, he had known this was only a short stay for me when he had hired me, but that he had hoped I could help sort out the mess the last girl had left before I did leave. I was taken aback at his statement, not least because he had never really shown acknowledgement of my existence - positive or negative - since the day of the interview when he offered me the job. I sat there silent, unsure what to say, but instead of acknowledging my discomfort, he carried on with whatever was on his mind - and it was about to get a lot more uncomfortable.. He turned to look me in the eye and said, 'I hired you because I knew you would fix that mess and get a smooth system going here', I nodded, waiting for whatever was coming next. He looked away again then turned towards me sharply and frowned. 'I also want to sleep with you'. I sputtered at the sentence that had just flowed out of his mouth! I was speechless, I stood up and picked up my bag, his hand gently catching my arm as I started to walk past him to the door. I stopped and looked at his hand before looking at his face, he looked equally as uncomfortable as I did, but he didn't look as mean as he often did and I found myself waiting to hear what else he wanted to say. He asked me to sit and hear him out before leaving, he said my job was safe, he just wanted to put his proposition out there so he could move on, one way or another. Still speechless, I say down, crossing my legs and pulling my short pencil skirt down my legs then crossing my arms over my chest. I cocked my head and looked at him, a signal to talk, and sighed, almost relieved before carrying on. He started to tell me that his wife was only with him for his money and that they were barely civil to each other unless in public, much less intimate with each other. He took my silence as permission to go on, so he told me that he hadn't had any kind of sexual interaction with anyone in over a year and when I had come in for the interview, my curvy appearance and no nonsense attitude had stirred something that he didn't want to ignore any more. He looked at me again and I was hit with respect for him that he had been so open and had made it clear this wasn't an ultimatum. I made a point of softening my expression although I could feel my cheeks burning red. My new boss was telling me about his cold marriage and that he wanted to sleep with me and I had no idea what to say! He apologised for embarrassing me and went to stand up, this time it was me who reached out to him as I managed a small half smile. I didn't have a clue what was going on, but I had butterflies starting a little flutter in my tummy so I felt it was worth staying to hear him out. He relaxed on to the desk again and carried on, looking at my face as he told me that he had fantasised about taking me in the office so many times since the interview, especially when I wore my short skirts or 50s style dresses. His eyes dropped to my thighs and I instinctively uncrossed and opened then slightly. He glanced at my face and those butterflies too flight again. I knew I had just accepted him, but has no idea as to what I had just accepted. And the thought excited me more than I ever thought it would. He moved around the desk until he was facing me and perched on the edge again, this time leaning forward to run his hands up my thighs at my earlier invitation. He slid then up under my skirt and spread them wide before exploring as much as he could. His hand moved over the tights and panties covering my pussy, his eyes never leaving mine, as I slid forward slightly to open myself up more. He suddenly pulled me up from the chair and kissed me hard on the mouth, I kissed him back as my hands would through his tousled greying hair. He pulled my blouse over my head and spun me around to perch on the desk. His hands cupped my 40DD boobs that were covered by a white satin bra. I swung my arms behind my back, unhooked the clip and dropped it on the floor beside us. Immediately he dropped his head and started to suck and bite my nipples, one after the other as I pulled his head in closer to me. He pulled back and looked at me, as if for approval to carry on. I responded by reaching for his belt and zip, my hand slipping inside his boxers as I freed his hard cock. I knelt down and started to run my tongue slowly along his shaft from the base to the tip, he suddenly groaned, pulled me to my feet and pulled up my skirt. He grabbed at my tights, ripping the thin material as he pulled them down followed by my white panties. He pulled off my ankle boots and the remaining material of my underwear, his eyes never once straying from my waxed smooth pussy. As soon as my legs were free, he lifted them and pushed me back so I was laying on my desk, legs spread and in the air. His head moved quickly down and licked me from front to back then stood up and roughly guided himself inside me. I groaned loudly as he entered me, he was average size but I wanted this so badly that he felt like heaven inside me. He started to thrust in and out, harder each time and I matched him with every push. I gripped the edge of the desk knocking my in-tray onto the floor, I tried to increase the intensity by contracting my pelvic muscles and he let out a long growl. He pulled back and out of me and spun me over on to my tummy. Immediately he was parting my ass cheeks and pushing hard inside me again as he ran his finger over my butt hole. I groaned with pleasure at his rough handling of me, unable to stop the sounds from escaping. I pushed back as hard as I could on him, taking him deep inside me and he pulled me back hard onto him as he came, his cock pulsing inside me. He let me go and pulled out of me, stepping backwards so that I could turn around. He looked sheepish as he apologised for being so rough, I laughed and touched his hand to let him know it was fine. He looked at me as pulled on my panties and blouse and straightened my skirt. I gathered up the ripped tights and bra and stuffed them in my bag then sat on the edge of my desk watching him. He finally spoke and said, 'next time it won't be like that'. He was so matter of fact that I had butterflies again, I smiled and said I liked it, to which he just laughed and shook his head. I said goodnight, picked up my bag and headed for the door. I glanced back as I walked out and he nodded to me and gave a half wave. The next morning I arrived at work early, I wasn't sure what to expect after last night so decided I wanted to get any awkwardness out of the way before Jeanette arrived. I pushed open the door into the main office and saw Tim's office door was open. I glanced in and nodded good morning as I passed but carried on to my desk. I wasn't sure if I should go and talk to him or not so I just carried on seeing up my desk for the day ahead. I was almost done when he popped his head around the door and asked if we could for a moment, 'here it comes', I thought, the regret speech.. Will ai need to look harder for a new job though..? I smiled as I stepped in to his office and acted as I normally would. As I approached his desk and moved to the guest chair, he caught my hand and pulled me onto his lap. I gasped with surprise as he kissed me, not roughly like last night, but firm and sure. I kissed him back and felt his hands slide up under my dress to tease my pussy through my panties. 'No tights' he commented and I laughed, 'No, 50's style dresses and stocking have their uses', I joked. He laughed and moved me in to the edge of his desk, parting my legs as he pulled my panties to the side. He knelt down and put my legs over his shoulders as he started to rub my clit tmy handshen gently suck it. His tongue pushed inside me as I got wetter and wetter and I held his head as I groaned. I knew Jeanette would here in the next 20 mins or so but I wanted him again so badly. 'Fuck me, I said, it wasn't a question, he laughed as he stood up and dropped his trousers and boxers than sat back on his chair. He held out his hands and motioned for me to come forward, I slid from the desk and straddled his, lowering myself onto his hard cock and wrapping my arms around his neck. Tim placed his hands on my hips and I started to rock back and forwards on him, my clit rubbing on his pelvis as he filled me with his cock. He kept my pace slow and steady, the opposite of last nights encounter, and he kissed me hard but passionately as we fucked. He wasn't my usual type, shaggy greying hair that needed a cut, a few days growth on his face, well made suit but scruffy looking as if he'd slept in his clothes, but I couldn't get enough of this man. I could feel the orgasm start to build inside me and I arched my back as I feel over the edge. My pelvic muscles tightening around his cock as the energy exploded inside me. As my orgasm started to subside, I could hear Tim's breathing become more erratic. He gripped my hips tight and pulled me down hard onto him as he buried his face in my chest and emptied into me for the second time in 24 hours. We sat like that for a minute or so, although it seemed like much longer, his face still buried in my chest as he stroked the small of my back. Eventually he leaned back and looked at me smiling, 'this isn't why I hired you, you know', he said 'I hired you because I knew you could do the job well'. 'This is just an added bonus?' I joked and checked laughed. 'We need to talk about what this is, where it might go, but not now. Tonight, after work. Can you stay back a while?' He asked. I smiled and nodded. I kissed him on the mouth as I stood up, feeling his now soft cock slide out of me and his cum dribble down my thighs. I went to the bathroom to clean up then went back to my desk before Jeanette came in, she would definitely wouldn't be happy if she found out and I didn't need the agro! We went about the day as normal and once Jeanette had left for the day I went into Tim's office to have our talk. He pulled me onto his lap and made me as his hands slid up my dress again to find my clit. I giggled and playfully slapped his shoulder and he made me harder. He leaned back and looked me in the eye, 'I haven't felt like this for a long time', he said. I won't leave my wife, I can't, and you're also married, but I wasn't this, I want you.' We agreed that it was mutual and that we would find a way to keep it going. Over the next 12 months, we managed to make a 'schedule' that allowed us to go away for 2 or 3 night business trips and have some evenings and early mornings together away from the office. We fucked almost every day, at at least once and there wasn't an inch of the office we hadn't christened - even Jeanette's desk and chair. We explored different areas and kinks together find a shared love of rope bondage. This may not have been my dream job when I took it a year ago, but it had certainly come with some amazing benefits!