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Natalie had at all times been attracted to her boss, Mr. Johnson. Ever since she had started working at the business, she would steal glances at him whenever she could. She knew it was wrong to lust after her boss, but she just couldn’t help it. His tall, muscular frame, perfectly styled hair and piercing blue eyes were enough to make her go weak in the knees.

One day, Mr. Johnson called her into his office for a meeting. Natalie made sure to put on her best outfit – a tight-fitting black skirt and blouse that accentuated her curves. As she walked into his office, she felt a familiar stirring between her legs. She couldn’t help but notice the way he looked at her, his eyes slowly roaming over her body.

“Take a seat, Natalie,” he said, his voice low and husky.

Natalie felt a shiver run down her spine. She sat down in the chair opposite her boss’s desk, trying her best to maintain her composure.

“I’ve been impressed with your work lately,” he said, leaning back in his chair. “And I have a proposal for you.”

Natalie’s heart began to race. What could he possibly want?

“I’ve been given a new project to work on, and I need someone to assist me with the research. I want you to work with me on it.”

Natalie felt a surge of excitement. She couldn’t believe that she would be working with him so closely. She knew that this was the opportunity she had been waiting for.

“I accept,” she said, trying to keep her voice steady.

Mr. Johnson smiled at her, his lips pulling up into a smug grin. “Excellent. We can start tomorrow.”

As Natalie left Mr. Johnson’s office, she couldn’t help but feel a sense of anticipation. She knew that she was gonna be spending a lot of time working with him, and she hoped that this would be her chance to get closer to him.

Over the next few weeks, Natalie worked closely with Mr. Johnson on the project. They spent countless hours in his office, pouring over documents, spreadsheets and research papers. Natalie couldn’t help but notice the way that he would occasionally brush up against her, or the way he would lean over her shoulder and whisper something in her ear. She knew that it was wrong, but she couldn’t help the way that she felt.

One day, Mr. Johnson asked her to stay late to finish some work. Natalie was thrilled at the opportunity to spend more time with him. As the hours wore on, it became clear that they were the only ones left in the office.

“Are you almost finished?” Mr. Johnson asked, looking up from his computer screen.

“I just need to double-check a few things,” Natalie replied, feeling a sense of nervous anticipation bubbling up inside her.

As she worked, she felt his eyes on her, watching her every move. She couldn’t help but feel that he was studying her, watching her every move. Suddenly, she felt his hand on her shoulder.

“Is everything okay?” she asked, trying to keep her voice steady.

“I just wanted to see how you were doing,” he said, his hand slowly sliding down her arm.

Natalie felt a jolt of electricity shoot through her body. She couldn’t believe that this was happening. She turned towards him, her eyes meeting his.

Without a word, he leaned in and kissed her. At first, she was taken aback, but then she responded, her lips parting as she kissed him back with wild, passionate abandon.

Before she knew it, they were tearing each other’s clothes off, their hands roaming over each other’s bodies. Mr. Johnson pushed her onto the desk, his mouth devouring hers as he kissed her deeply.

Natalie moaned as he slowly pushed inside her, his hips grinding against hers with an animalistic fervor. She couldn’t believe how incredible it felt, how raw and passionate their connection was.

As they moved together, Natalie felt herself building towards an intense climax. She cried out, her body convulsing as she came, her inner muscles clenching around him.

Finally, they collapsed onto the desk, panting and sweating from their exertions. Natalie felt a sense of guilt and shame wash over her. She knew that what they had done was wrong, that it could get them both fired.

But as she looked over at Mr. Johnson, she knew that she didn’t care. She had gotten everything that she wanted – a wild, passionate affair with her boss, at any cost.
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