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As soon as Sara walked into her new job, she knew she was in trouble. Her boss, Mr. Johnson, was exactly the sort of man she at all times fell for. Tall, dark, and handsome, with a chiseled jawline and piercing blue eyes. He would at all times greet her with a quick smile and a nod, leaving her heart racing and her palms sweaty.

Sara had at all times been a hard worker, but working under Mr. Johnson was a whole new level of motivation. She wanted to impress him, make him notice her. She’d discover herself daydreaming about him during long meetings, imagining his strong hands running down her back and his lips pressed against hers.

But it wasn’t until one Friday afternoon that things took a decidedly steamy turn. The whole office had cleared out early for the weekend, but Sara had stayed behind to finish up some paperwork. She was so focused on her work that she didn’t even hear Mr. Johnson come up behind her.

“Working late, I see,” he said, his deep voice sending shivers down her spine. She turned around to face him, her heart racing.

“I just wanted to get everything done before the weekend,” she said, trying to sound casual.

Mr. Johnson stepped closer, his hand coming to rest on her waist. “You know, Sara,” he said softly, “I’ve always admired your work ethic. You’re a dedicated employee and I appreciate that.”

Sara had no idea where this was going, but she felt her body responding to his touch. “Thank you, sir,” she said, her voice barely above a whisper.

Mr. Johnson leaned in, his lips hovering just inches from hers. “But I can’t help wondering,” he said, “if there’s something else driving you to work so hard. Something…personal, perhaps?”

Sara’s breath caught in her throat as she realized what he was suggesting. She had dreamed of this moment for months, but she was still a little scared. She looked up at him, searching his eyes for any sign that he felt the same way.

And then she saw it. The desire, the hunger, the heat in his eyes that matched her own. She took a deep breath and leaned in to meet his lips, her mouth opening eagerly as he deepened the kiss.

They kissed for what felt like hours, their hands roaming over each other’s bodies in a frenzy of desire. Mr. Johnson’s grip on her waist was tight, possessive, almost desperate. Sara felt like she was in a dream, a deliciously erotic dream that she never wanted to end.

Eventually, they broke aside, breathless and flushed. Mr. Johnson looked down at her with a hunger that made her pulse race. “Sara, I know this is…unconventional,” he said. “But I can’t stop thinking about you. I want you, right here, right now.”

Sara knew what he meant and she didn’t even hesitate. She pushed him back against the desk, climbing onto his lap and straddling him. He groaned as she ground her hips against his, her hands pulling at his tie and unbuttoning his shirt.

They made love right there in his office, their bodies moving together in a symphony of passion and desire. Sara felt like she was on fire, her body alive with sensation and pleasure. She forgot about everything else – her job, her colleagues, her worries and fears. All that mattered was the man beneath her, his touch and his love.

It was the beginning of an amazing, scandalous affair that would rock the office and ignite a flame that burned hotter than any of them had ever experienced before. But in that moment, all that mattered was the hot boss and the steamy workplace romance he had ignited.
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