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As the clock ticked away, Amber stared impatiently at the digital display, watching as the minutes ticked by in what felt like slow motion. She was willing to get out of the stifling office and head home to her cozy apartment, where she could relax and let her hair down.

But before she could take a step towards the door, her boss, Mr. Langston, appeared out of nowhere, his dark eyes locking onto hers. “Amber,” he said smoothly. “Could I have a word with you for a moment?”

Amber’s heart skipped a beat at the sound of his deep, commanding voice. She had at all times found Mr. Langston incredibly attractive, with his sharply tailored suits and his chiseled jawline. But more than that, she admired his intelligence and his no-nonsense approach to work.

“Of course, Mr. Langston,” she said, following him into his spacious office. The room was large and airy, with a enormous desk dominating the center of the room. There was a plush leather chair on one side of the desk, and Amber lowered herself into it nervously, feeling the weight of her boss’s gaze upon her.

“Amber,” Mr. Langston began, “I wanted to talk to you about your performance over the past few months.”

Amber’s heart sank. Despite her best efforts, she had been struggling to keep up with her workload lately, and she had a sinking feeling that Mr. Langston had noticed.

“I know I haven’t been as efficient as I could be,” she said, feeling a note of embarrassment creeping into her voice. “But I’m trying my best.”

“I understand that,” Mr. Langston said, leaning forward in his chair. “But I have a proposition for you.”

Amber raised an eyebrow, feeling a flicker of curiosity. “What kind of proposition?”

Mr. Langston smiled, his eyes darkening. “How would you like to become my personal assistant?”

Amber felt a jolt of excitement course through her. She had at all times admired Mr. Langston’s intelligence and his unflappable demeanor, and she would do anything to work more closely with him.

“I would love that,” she said eagerly.

“Good,” Mr. Langston replied, his voice dropping to a low purr. “Then we’ll need to get started right away.”

He leaned across the desk, his eyes locking onto hers, and before she knew it, they were kissing, their lips coming together hungrily. Amber felt a surge of heat spreading throughout her body, and she reached up to tangle her fingers in Mr. Langston’s thick, dark hair.

His hands were already roaming over her body, gripping her waist tightly as he pulled her closer. The scent of his cologne filled her senses, and she felt her body responding eagerly to his touch.

Without a word, Mr. Langston grabbed Amber by the hand, leading her across the room to where a plush leather couch sat against the wall. He pushed her down onto the cushions, and before she could blink, he was on top of her, his mouth crushing hers in a fierce, devouring kiss.

Amber gasped, struggling to keep up with the intensity of Mr. Langston’s passion. His hands were everywhere, sliding over her curves as he pulled her blouse open, exposing the lacy bra underneath. She moaned as his lips moved down her neck, biting and nipping almost roughly.

For a moment, Amber felt herself losing control, her body writhing as Mr. Langston’s hands explored every inch of her. But then, suddenly, she pulled away, gasping for air.

“Wait,” she said, pushing him back slightly. “We can’t do this here.”

Mr. Langston looked at her, his eyes smoldering with barely-restrained desire. “Why not?”

Amber bit her lip, feeling a thrill of excitement mingling with her apprehension. “What if someone finds out?” she whispered.

“They won’t,” Mr. Langston replied, his voice low and persuasive. “And even if they do, it doesn’t matter. You’re mine now.”

Amber felt herself melting under his intense gaze, and before she knew it, she was nodding in agreement.

Mr. Langston wasted no time, pulling Amber to her feet and wrapping his arms around her tightly. They kissed for a moment longer, their bodies pressed together, and then he released her and turned towards his desk.

Quickly, he cleared a few folders out of the way, revealing a small space between the desk and the wall. “Here,” he said, gesturing towards the narrow gap. “This is where I keep my files. It’s the perfect size for us.”

Amber felt her heart racing as she crawled between the desk and the wall, her body squeezed tightly against the cool wood. Mr. Langston followed her, his body pressing against hers as he reached down to guide himself inside her.

The sensation was overwhelming, and Amber let out a loud gasp as Mr. Langston began to move inside her, his thrusts strong and deep. They were both lost in a haze of pleasure, their bodies moving together in a wild, passionate dance.

Time seemed to blur as they lost themselves in the throes of ecstasy, their bodies writhing together in a steady rhythm. Amber could feel Mr. Langston’s muscles tightening as he moved closer and closer to climax, and then with a loud moan, he released himself inside her, his body shuddering with release.

For a moment, they both lay there, panting and sweating, their bodies still pressed together. But then, slowly, Mr. Langston pulled away, crawling out from between the desk and the wall.

He turned to look at Amber, a satisfied expression on his face. “I think we’re going to work very well together,” he said, his voice low and smoky.

Amber smiled, feeling a sense of contentment rushing over her. She couldn’t wait to see what other surprises her new job had in store.
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