Sylvia’s POV:

I woke up around 7, which is earlier for me on a Sunday. I was met with a big headache, as if someone had punched me hard in the head. “Uuugh...! Fuuuck... my head...!” I rubbed my head while trying to sit straight.

Slowly, things were starting to get back to me what had happened last night.

I remember that when I left work after long meeting with Mr. Gerards's new investors, the same guy who I had a nice conversation at the Starbucks a few days before had finally texted me, asking me if I was interested to go out with him. I hesitated at first as I had known nothing but bad experiences from having relationships, but as he was so nice to me when we met, I decided to give him a chance.

God, I can’t believe I was so stupid. I had prepared myself very special for our first date, even deciding to wear something a bit more revealing as maybe for once I believed I had found a nice person to be with. But just as I had arrived at the club where we were supposed to meet... he texted me back, apologizing as he didn't come and told me that he’s married and instead of going out with me who he’d just met, he prefers to focus on fixing his marriage. I was so angry and sad that instead of going back home I headed into the club by myself, deciding to just drink away my sorrows, having consumed at least a dozen drinks. Perhaps I did it to myself in the hopes that I would be so wasted that I would just let any guy in the club to take me, but it never happened.

“Jesus...!” I said to myself as it all came back to me, remembering that I had called my boss to help me find my car... I remember the smell of his sweat... his big cock in my mouth and him... climaxing in my cunt.

I cursed myself when I realized that I was so drunk that I had fucked my boss. Of all the people, he was the least I thought I would have sex with.

“Fucking shit...!” I said to myself while standing up, still feeling the effects of the hangover. I took a pain killer before taking off the blue nightgown that Mr. Gerards has probably put on me after bringing me home. I stepped into my bathroom and took a long shower, trying to recollect my mind.

I never intended this to happen between me and my boss... even though I admitted that the sex was fucking amazing. The thoughts alone of blowing his cock and him taking her deep in her pussy made me feel turned on again, making me to touch myself. I couldn’t help but to imagine him doing more to me, making me moan like crazy and call for his name as I fingered myself.

After 5 minutes, I climaxed hard, making him legs wobble before collapsing in the shower, panting as I was recovering from touching myself really good. I had masturbated before, but only for the sake of stress relief. However, thinking about my boss was different, something I hadn’t felt before in a long time, not since... college...

When I had stepped out of the shower and dried myself with a towel, I came out of my bathroom wearing my soft pink bathrobe and made for myself a nice breakfast as I felt the painkiller was starting to work, taking away the hangover headache.

But just as I had finished and did the dishes, as I preferred doing the dishes myself instead of using a dishwasher because I'm living alone, I heard the doorbell buzzing. Curious, I stepped to the phone next to the front door and took the horn. On the small monitor, I gasped as I saw it was my boss, Brandon Gerards standing in front of the small camera that was at the front door of the entrance downstairs.

“Hello?” Brandon called as he heard someone was picking up but didn’t answer.

I hesitated to answer but eventually said, “Mr. Gerards...? What are you doing here?”

I saw on the monitor that he was forming a small smile and states, “I... brought back your car.”

I was surprised that he took the time to bring back my car, with me remembering that I had left it because I was too drunk to drive. I first thought that my car must’ve been towed by now for probably parking somewhere for too long, but with him being so kind to bring it back took me by surprise.

“Can I... come in?” he asks polite.

I hesitated again, with my finger close to the button to allow him to enter. But after 10 seconds, I said, “Uhh... yeah. Come right in.” and I pressed the button, making a buzz sound coming from downstairs before Brandon walks in.

Realizing that I was still wearing my bathrobe, I somehow panicked as I hadn’t even taken the time to get dressed. But I took a deep breath, calming myself while waiting for my boss to come up.

Less than a minute, there was a knock on the door. I opened it, revealing to be Brandon, wearing casual clothes this time instead of his professional suit.

Seeing him again, took my breath away. “Bran... I mean, Hello, Mr. Gerards.” I almost said his first name before regaining myself and remain professional as always.

He smiles as he gave me a nod “Good morning, Miss Mayflower.” He kindly says back and before asking, “Are you feeling well now? You know, after what happened... last night?”

I was blushing as images of me fucking him in his car flashed through my mind. I gave him a shrug. “Yeah... a bit.” I then rubbed my forehead “Though the headache was killing me this morning. But I took a pain killer so I should be fine later on.”

“Good.” Brandon says with a nod before he asks, hiding some nervousness, “You uhm... do remember that you called me last night to pick you up and... bringing you home?”

Again, I blushed deep before I shrugged while forming a nervous smile “I uhm... do remember that I... called you and that you picked me up, but... after that it’s all very blurry.” I was clearly lying, pretending that I didn’t know what had really happened after he picked me up before he brought me home.

He blinks his eyes, being a bit surprised before he smiles and chuckles, “Yeah, well... you did sound that you had drank too much.”

I sighed, feeling ashamed that he’d seen me in a very vulnerable state. “I know...” I rubbed my face “I was...” I then became angry as I was still mad for being ditched last minute “I was supposed to go on a date with some nice guy I met, but he cancelled on me at the last moment because he wanted to focus on fixing his marriage!”

Brandon gave me a surprised look “You had a date with a married man?”

I buried my face in my hands, still feeling so very stupid “I know...! I was supposed to know it, but... I was so dumb! So, instead of going back home depressed I stupidly choose to go into that nightclub anyway and drank as much as I possibly could to get totally wasted...!”

He gave me a look of understanding “That’s okay. We all do things we regret.” He states with a sense of some hidden guilt.

“Yeah, I guess.” I said before changing the subject “Uhm... thank you for bringing back my car.”

He gave a chuckle “It’s no problem. And don’t worry about the fee, I already took care of everything.”

That he also paid for bringing my car back was really nice of him. I gave a small smile “Thank you, Mr. Gerards. That’s... really nice of you, Mr. Gerards.”

“It’s nothing.” He shrugs it off.

For a small moment, I noticed that he was looking at my breasts as my bathrobe clearly showed my cleavage and I saw him forming a blush. I couldn’t help but to bite my lip, thinking back how his muscled chest felt like, imagining feeling it again... smelling his sweat...

I was this close to invite him in, but something was holding me back, maybe I was scared or... too nervous. I held the doorknob and just said, “Thanks again, Mr. Gerards for... everything. Uhm... good day.” And was then slowly closing the door.

He raised an eyebrow before he said “Yeah... good day... Sylvia.”

Hearing him calling my first name the moment I closed my front door, I felt my cheeks blushing deep.

“My God...!” I told myself as he leaned my back against the door and slowly dropped myself on the floor. “He’s... something else.”

3 days later

Brandon’s POV:

Despite I was trying to move on, thinking that moment with my drunk assistant was a simple mistake, it became harder and harder for me to keep things professional and contain myself whenever I’m around Sylvia.

The problem was, because she’s my personal assistant, she’s always near me at work, which makes it almost impossible.

Every time when I look at her while she’s doing her job, all I could see is that beautiful smile and those gorgeous eyes that looked at me when we had amazing sex that night.

There was even a moment, when she was handing me over a file... our hands touched. We looked into each other’s eyes, feeling more than before. Both of us tried to hide our blush and look away, with us both apologizing before resuming work.

When I came home, the first thing I did was going to my room... taking Sylvia’s panty that she’d left in my car, sniffing it while I jerked myself off.

I was slowly starting to lose my mind. Despite I kept focused on leading my company, all I could truly think of was Sylvia.

Sylvia’s POV:

‘Goddamnit...! Why can’t I stop thinking about him?!’

I kept asking myself that same question over and over again! It was a mistake! Nothing more!

I thought I could move on and just leave it as a simple moment of foolishness, a silly goose who got herself very drunk on purpose and had sex with her boss. But the more I tried to resist thinking about it, the more it was driving me crazy.

His muscled body... the scent of his sweat... the taste of his big cock and how amazing he felt when I shoved it in my pussy that night... I just can’t get it all out of my head.

When I get close to him, I keep having this strong urge to just... take him... wanting him to claim me as his own.

That moment when we accidentally touched hands... I’ve never felt any kind of connection to anyone before in my whole life. I tried to shrug it off and resume my job, but my body reacted on it’s own... making me wet between my legs, causing me to excuse myself to the bathroom and... masturbate just to unleash this lustful urge of mine.

I was starting to get crazy... Crazy for him!

The next day

Brandon’s POV:

I was on the phone with one of my managers, Michael who was in Brazil having a meeting with one of the new investors.

“So when will it happen?” I asked Michael over the phone, wanting to know if the investor is close to sign the contract.

“Pretty soon, sir.” Michael answers, “All it needs in order to break the ice is just a few things before he’ll finally bites the bullet. I’m confident it’ll go smoothly as always.” He assures me.

“Very well, ” I said, being happy to hear things were going as planned, though I remained realistic as still anything could happen for that one investor to suddenly back down for some reason, which I have dealt with before in the past. “But remember, if anything happens, contact me at once. Believe me, if it won’t go, I’ll even travel on the first plane to Rio and meet him myself to make sure that the contract will go through.”

Michael gives a small laugh, assuring me, “It won’t come to that, Mr. Gerards! Don’t worry! I’ll handle it. Trust me. I can handle guys like him.”

I remained skeptical as this is only Michael’s first big deal to make with a foreign investor and tell him, “Trust is something to be earned, Mike, not something that you expect to get served very easily like from a McDonald’s joint. You should know that.”

I heard Michael getting a bit nervous “I uhh... Sure! You’re absolutely right.”

“First make the deal, then you call me back.” I finished, making it sound like a final warning before hanging up the call.

Though I’m not always like this, there always comes a time that I need to ‘use a whip’ to keep order in the company and keeping my arrogant employees in line. The last thing I need is for my company to go down just because of one bad deal made by some arrogant thug who thinks he’s a big shot in the company just because I give him or her a bit of power.

I checked the time, seeing it’s 7:45 PM. I groaned, as I had been so busy that I’d overworked myself, again. I tell you; this big decision to expend into South America was starting to get me stressed.

Knowing I need to take my rest, I finally rose up from my desk and took my coat, heading out the door. But just as I made it to the elevator... Sylvia walked up to the elevator holding several files in her hands. My heart froze for a second when we locked eyes. She too didn’t say anything and just stared into my eyes.

She then looks away, hiding her blush and states, “I had to... finish these reports for you.”

I gave a nod and looked back at the elevator door. “Right. Of course.” But that made me wander as those reports had to take so many hours to complete, which Sylvia could finish over the course of a few days “But uhm... you didn’t have to complete them all at once. I mean... all of that stuff takes so much time and...” I’d lost for words.

I noticed that Sylvia was still looking away before giving a simple explanation, “I... Since there was a lot of paperwork to be filled in for our new investors, I couldn’t just leave them all there piled up...”

I wanted to say that she didn’t have to overwork herself, but words failed me again. Again, the images of us making love when she was drunk rushed through my mind, making it even harder to control myself.

I saw Sylvia was biting her bottom lip, holding the files tighter than usual.

Just thinking about just... taking her made me feel turned on, as I felt my cock was getting hard in my pants.

The elevator door opens slowly... we both step inside. I pressed the button to go to the main floor, but Sylvia didn’t press any and just... stood frozen next to me, holding her legs together as if she was... trying to contain her lust.

The elevator doors closed and the elevator moved down slowly. We were all alone, with nobody else to bother us... or even see or hear us...

I tighten my fists, as I was on this close to lose control.

Sylvia bites her bottom lip more, trying to look away to hide herself, but was unable as she looks at me.

I couldn’t help but to look at her... staring into her gorgeous eyes... the same eyes she gave me when we made love...

Sylvia gave a small moan...

By just hearing her small moan... all control I had left were gone...

I instantly grabbed her and pin her against the elevator wall, making her drop all the files and I pressed my lips against hers!

She too had lost all control, surrendering herself completely and returned the kiss with passion. Our tongues fighting over dominance in each other’s mouths, making us moan as I ripped open her shirt, exposing her bra.

I instantly pressed the red button, making the elevator stop between the second and third floor.

While me and Sylvia lost ourselves into our passionate tongue kiss, she took off my coat and suit jacket, ripping open my shirt, exposing my chest. The pheromones of my sweat made her more turned on like crazy and we again passionately kissed.

We exposed ourselves of nearly all our clothes, with me only wearing my pants and Sylvia only wearing her bra, skirt, panty socks and high heels.

When we broke our lustful kiss, leaving a trail of saliva, Sylvia said with a very horny voice as she went on her knees “I want you...! Oh God, I fucking want you!” and opened the zip of my pants, lowering it, revealing my erected cock.

I gave a moan as she strokes me “Oh fuck, Sylvia...! I... I want you too...! I want you so badly!”

With her tongue, she licks the top of my dick clockwise before licking my whole pole. Her pleasuring my cock with her tongue made me very turned on. I gave a small gasp as she began sucking my balls while stroking my cock.

‘Holy fuck...!’ I mentally screamed of pleasure as she began to suck my whole dick, taking my big member in and out of her mouth ‘She’s such a fucking natural cocksucker!’ Her sucking and licking skills were unbelievable, feeling just as great when she sucked me the last time. My hips began to move on their own, responding to Sylvia’s divine blowing skills.

Then, she pushes her face closer, pulling my dick far down her throat. Never before had anyone blowed my cock so very deep, and yet Sylvia managed to take my whole cock in without much effort.

‘Holy shit! She’s fucking deepthroating me!’

Sylvia kept blowing me so very good, increasing the speed, making my balls slap against her chin while each thrust was like heaven to me. I couldn’t help but to grab her head, taking over the lead and fucking her mouth-pussy like crazy. Sylvia was surprised at first but completely allowed me to fuck her mouth any way I wanted.

I was feeling my orgasm rising. I was so tempted to just climax in her mouth, but when thinking back about the amazing feeling of her pussy, I pulled my hard cock out of her mouth, leaving trails of her saliva as she grasps for air, looking at me with such lustful eyes.

“Stand up!” I ordered her in a very dominant way as I held her arms and raised her back on her feet before turning her and press her against the elevator wall. I pulled down her skirt and panty, poking my member against her private parts, feeling with my dick her juices were dripping down from her pussy, showing how turned on she is.

She looks back at me, giving me that slutty looking face, with her eyes begging me to just take her. “Please... fuck me... Fuck me with your big cock, now!”

I held my cock in my right hand while holding her ass with my left, pressing the top of my cock against her vagina before I slide my cock all the way in, fitting her wet cunt like a perfect glove.

“Hmmmaaaahhh!” Sylvia moaned out loud as I hit her cervix.

I grabbed both her ass cheeks tight before thrusting my dick in and out of her pussy fast, unleashing all the lust and desires that I’ve been piling up for nearly a week. Me taking her doggy was beyond.

Sylvia moaned out wild “AHHH AHHH AHHH AAAAHHH! AHH YES YES YES YES YES FUCK ME FUCK ME FUCK ME FUCK MEEEEE! AHHH AHHH AHHH AHHHH!”

For nearly 5 minutes, I kept pounding her doggy, slapping her ass which she really liked.

Then, as I felt I was about to unleash a really big orgasm, I picked her up while holding her legs, fucking her pussy like crazy as I held her up in the air, increasing the speed.

“AAHHH FUCK YEAH! FUCK ME, BABY! FUCK ME! FUCK ME HARD! YEEEEES!” Sylvia moaned out in ecstasy, sounding even louder than before with her eyes rolled backwards and sticking her tongue out, while moving up her bra, exposing her breasts and pleasured her nipples. Her juices were splattering everywhere.

My balls were seconds away from unleashing its entire load inside of her cunt. “Uuugh! Yeah! I’m... gonna cum!”

She looks at me with hungry lustful eyes and nodded “YES! YES! DO IT, BABY! DO IT, BABY! FUCKING DO IIIIT! AAAAAH!”

And with a few more thrusts, I unleashed my whole load of sperm into her pussy, filling up her womb.

Sylvia too climaxed, responding to me giving her a creampie, squirting her juices out, splattering all over the elevator wall.

I kept holding her up as we both panted, feeling exhausted after our amazingly shared orgasms. She then turns her face and looks at me, forming a sweet smile... and kisses me, which I returned.

Neither of us felt any shame of what we did, feeling how right this was, like our chemistries were made to mix so well together.

Slowly, as I lifted her up a bit more, my dick came out of her pussy, letting drips of my unleashed sperm falling from her pussy on the floor, with some drips accidentally coming on the files that Sylvia had just finished.

We sat together on the elevator wall for a few minutes, taking our time to rest.

Then, Sylvia broke the silence as she gives a long sigh and says, “I... haven’t been completely honest with you...”

I look at her with a raised eyebrow.

“When I said that I... didn’t remembered anything from the other night... I lied.” She admitted, saying with some guilt in her voice “I remembered everything we did then.”

Hearing that she hadn’t forgotten about her previous sexual encounter when she was drunk, surprised me a bit.

“Then... why didn’t you say anything?” I asked.

She looks away while readjusting her bra, covering her breasts again “I was ashamed... The thought of me, your personal assistant, having sex with you...”

I sighed, seeing where this was going. “I get it... It was a mistake. Honestly, it’s not your fault, but mine.” That made Sylvia to look at me with a surprised look “I was supposed to be the professional one, the one leader who's having a clear mind and focus, and yet... I took advantage of you while you were drunk.”

“But...” she then asks, “you did enjoyed it, right?”

I shrugged “Well... yeah, of course I enjoyed it! It was one of the best sexes I’ve had in a long time, but yet I...”

“Because it would damage your company’s reputation and create problems to both our jobs.” Sylvia guessed, like she could read my mind.

I was quiet and looked away.

Sylvia gave a sad sigh as she slowly rose up “I understand, ” she started to put her clothes back on “We’ll just... forget about this whole thing and continue our work as if nothing has happened.”

I was in thought, feeling that Sylvia was right and what we did back then and we repeated now in this elevator was a mistake and we shouldn’t just blindly allow our sexual desires to take over. But feeling that this could cause some tension, possibly even causing us to not being able to hold ourselves again and that we would do something we would ultimately regret, made me think that perhaps we can somehow make this work.

As Sylvia was done putting her clothes on, she took the files laying scattered over the elevator floor, wiping away the sperm traces using a handkerchief, I stood up and suggested, “Maybe... we don’t have to forget about all this?”

Sylvia looks back at me puzzled.

“Nobody else has to know.” I said, “We could... keep it a secret?”

Sylvia thought that I was crazy “Bran- Mr. Gerards, I... I don’t know. We would be forced to live a lie and...”

I stepped closer to her, telling her as I we stared into each other’s eyes “When I tried to move on after I banged you when you were drunk, the thought of not having you drove me near to insanity...!” He put my hands on her waist “And I think you were getting close to getting crazy too...!” I pulled her close to me, pressing her body against mine.

She gasped as her face was buried against my chest, standing frozen.

“Admit it, Sylvia... You couldn’t live without my body, the same way I can’t live without yours.”

Sylvia smelled the pheromones of my sweat, making her moan.

She then looks at me, with her eyes getting teary “You’re right... I can’t live without this feeling anymore... I would... become completely crazy if I won’t ever have you... anytime... anywhere...”

“Then why should we deny what we desire from each other?” I asked, being a bit more romantically “It’s not a crime for us to... unleash ourselves whenever we want.”

She forms a small smile, planting a kiss on my lips. “I guess... we could give it a shot.”

I nodded before telling her, “But we need to be very discreet, and nobody can know about us.”

“I suppose...” a grin forms on her face while she grabs my half-erected cock “as long as this’ll help us keeping our minds in check and as a way to satisfy our needs, I think can live with this secret... Brandon.” and began to stroke it.

I formed a smile “Glad that you think-” I was interrupted when she passionately kissed me, penetrating her tongue into my mouth, which I gladly returned.

She throws her files away and got on her knees and began to blow me again.

I moaned when she sucked my cock like that once more “Ohhh fuck, Sylvia! How are you so fucking good at this?”

Sylvia took my hardened dick out of her mouth and answered with a grin on her face while keeping stroking it “I’ll tell you... someday. But for now... let me just suck you... bossy man.” She gave a giggle before resuming the blow job.

Perhaps things are looking bright for me and Sylvia after all, I laughed in my mind while enjoying another great blow job from my personal assistant.