Cougar Distractions: Manager’s Favorite
Originally posted on FeHendrix.com
My work as a manager was never dull. My position came with certain privileges, and I never hesitated to take advantage of them. I had a particular favorite: teasing my young male employee.
I loved to watch him, the way his eyes would light up when he saw me in my heels and tight skirts. I knew that I was attractive for my age, but it was more than that. I enjoyed the power I had over him, the way I could make him squirm in his chair as I walked past, the way his cheeks would flush with anticipation, and the way his breathing would become heavy and labored as I moved closer to him.
It was a game we both played, and I was in control. Every day, he would come into work with his eyes fixed on me, daring me to make the first move. I usually obliged by leaning in closer than necessary to whisper something in his ear, a small but suggestive remark that would leave him quivering in his seat.
I could tell he was aroused by me, and I enjoyed the power this gave me. I loved to tease him, to give him something to look forward to, something to make his day just a little bit brighter. I would wear my tightest skirts and my most daring heels, push my lips into a sly smirk as I watched him struggle to focus on his work, and sometimes I’d brush my fingers along the back of his neck just to see how he would respond.
At first, he was hesitant, afraid that I might be teasing him too far. But I could tell he wanted it, and I enjoyed the thrill that came with pushing his boundaries. As I grew bolder with my flirtations, he became more daring as well, and soon our days became a game of one-upmanship.
I loved the way he looked at me, his eyes full of anticipation and his lips tracing the curves of my body without touching them. I enjoyed the way he would tremble when I stepped close enough to feel his breath on my skin, and I reveled in the way his lips parted in anticipation when I leaned in to whisper in his ear.
It was a temptation too great for us to resist, and before I knew it, the exchanges between us had become more than playful banter. We were both lost in a trance, our eyes locked in a silent conversation, and I could feel the heat between us growing with every passing moment.
The next thing I knew, we were standing in the middle of the office, my hand on his chest and his lips closing in on mine. His body was hard against mine, and I could feel his heart pounding through his shirt.
It was then that I realized that I had gone too far. I had teased him for so long that now he wanted more than I was willing to give. I wasn’t sure what to do. I could feel the desire radiating from him, and I wanted to give in, to let myself succumb to the same temptation that had been driving us since the start.
But instead, I stepped away from him, my body shaking with a mix of emotions. I had to be careful, to make sure that our relationship didn’t cross any lines.
So, I took a deep breath and stepped back into the role of manager. The spell between us was broken, and we both returned to our respective tasks. But even as we worked, something was lingering in the air between us—a silent understanding that things had changed forever. There was an electricity between us now that could not be ignored, and though I never spoke a word of it aloud, it hung in the air like a palpable thing; an unspoken promise of something more to come…
My work as a manager was never dull. My position came with certain privileges, and I never hesitated to take advantage of them. I had a particular favorite: teasing my young male employee.
I loved to watch him, the way his eyes would light up when he saw me in my heels and tight skirts. I knew that I was attractive for my age, but it was more than that. I enjoyed the power I had over him, the way I could make him squirm in his chair as I walked past, the way his cheeks would flush with anticipation, and the way his breathing would become heavy and labored as I moved closer to him.
It was a game we both played, and I was in control. Every day, he would come into work with his eyes fixed on me, daring me to make the first move. I usually obliged by leaning in closer than necessary to whisper something in his ear, a small but suggestive remark that would leave him quivering in his seat.
I could tell he was aroused by me, and I enjoyed the power this gave me. I loved to tease him, to give him something to look forward to, something to make his day just a little bit brighter. I would wear my tightest skirts and my most daring heels, push my lips into a sly smirk as I watched him struggle to focus on his work, and sometimes I’d brush my fingers along the back of his neck just to see how he would respond.
At first, he was hesitant, afraid that I might be teasing him too far. But I could tell he wanted it, and I enjoyed the thrill that came with pushing his boundaries. As I grew bolder with my flirtations, he became more daring as well, and soon our days became a game of one-upmanship.
I loved the way he looked at me, his eyes full of anticipation and his lips tracing the curves of my body without touching them. I enjoyed the way he would tremble when I stepped close enough to feel his breath on my skin, and I reveled in the way his lips parted in anticipation when I leaned in to whisper in his ear.
It was a temptation too great for us to resist, and before I knew it, the exchanges between us had become more than playful banter. We were both lost in a trance, our eyes locked in a silent conversation, and I could feel the heat between us growing with every passing moment.
The next thing I knew, we were standing in the middle of the office, my hand on his chest and his lips closing in on mine. His body was hard against mine, and I could feel his heart pounding through his shirt.
It was then that I realized that I had gone too far. I had teased him for so long that now he wanted more than I was willing to give. I wasn’t sure what to do. I could feel the desire radiating from him, and I wanted to give in, to let myself succumb to the same temptation that had been driving us since the start.
But instead, I stepped away from him, my body shaking with a mix of emotions. I had to be careful, to make sure that our relationship didn’t cross any lines.
So, I took a deep breath and stepped back into the role of manager. The spell between us was broken, and we both returned to our respective tasks. But even as we worked, something was lingering in the air between us—a silent understanding that things had changed forever. There was an electricity between us now that could not be ignored, and though I never spoke a word of it aloud, it hung in the air like a palpable thing; an unspoken promise of something more to come…
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