To say I have a thing for my boss would be an understatement. His name is James.
He’s 34 years old, tall, good-looking, intelligent, career-driven, and all-around fucking hot. I’m so attracted to him that merely making eye contact gets me wet. I think about him all the time. I can usually get any man I want.
I can’t get James though, because I don’t have the guts to go after my married boss. But I’d give anything to have one night with him. Until that happens, I just fantasize about him, even at times when I know I shouldn’t.
Two weeks ago I got caught in the rain on my way home from work. I was wearing a black dress and tall black leather boots, and I got completely drenched. As soon as I reached home I took off my clothes. But before I could take off my boots, my... Read More