SADIE
SEXY SECRETARY
A new intense part-time job for Sadie… Click on the pictures to reveal them while you’re reading!
My name is Sadie. I’m a 26-year-old girl, and this year I decided to find myself a part-time job while I finish my studies. Now I’m working as a secretary at a company. I didn’t have to search for long — they hired me right away at the first interview, who knows why. We probably liked each other instantly; maybe because we had the same energy, the same openness in communicating, and a complete willingness to play as a team…
One thing I liked right away is how, in my role as a secretary, so many colleagues instantly got very familiar with me — talking to me up close in an open, personal tone, brushing my hands, whispering in my ear, basically helping me fit right in at the company, making me feel that my presence was vital for their their day-to-day, mind-and-body well-being…
With many of them, a nice bond of mutual trust has developed, where we talk confidentially about work and beyond. Many colleagues often tell me about the difficulties they’re going through — too much stress, or some problem at home with girlfriends who apparently always neglect them.
And me, being the good secretary I am, always listen attentively and stay nice and close to them, giving them all the support they need to get through those tense moments…
It seems like a lot of colleagues trust me completely now, and I get the feeling some of them really enjoy stealing away with me to talk in private, as if my presence instantly makes them feel better.
I’m always happy to offer myself for those little meetings, because I know that in my role I have to support everyone — especially those with the biggest responsibilities at the company, often wrestling with overly stressful expectations and in need of a private moment to release all the tension…
Lately, even all the directors have started inviting me to accompany them to their meetings, as if simply having me around made them feel more relaxed and confident. I love feeling useful, and on top of that, I enjoy bringing out my sexiest, prettiest little outfits for those occasions.
I’m sure many of the directors have appreciated them; they’ve given me loads of compliments, even in private, and in fact sometimes they call me — just for a personal chat — long after the workday is over…
Sometimes it almost feels like I’m not even at work, honestly, given how close even the most important colleagues get to me — and we end up joking and talking in whispers, giggling and teasing each other, as soon as we’re alone. There’s really a lovely atmosphere around me at the company, I have to admit, and I like the idea that a little of the credit is mine…
Often even the Supreme Boss has me accompany him to some meeting, and I always get a little excited! I love feeling the eyes of the other colleagues on me as I walk down the hallways to the main conference room, where all the important decisions are made. It’s really nice being part of a world where your colleagues make you feel all their closeness — and their, shall we say, close contact — whenever you need it!
Obviously, I’m not an ambitious girl, and for me it doesn’t matter who they are or what role they have — any male colleague who needs a bit of listening and intimacy from me. I always make myself available, and I feel at ease with all my colleagues, even the younger, shyer guys who need to let off their tension in this new environment that’s too harsh and stressful.
I offer myself and get close to them with kind, open, intimate communication — especially if they’re good-looking guys with nice bodies. That makes everything easier.
It often happens that male colleagues or superiors look for direct physical contact with me, maybe also because I communicate empathy and openness to them — and sometimes I find myself in situations where I have to give these stressed-out males in my office physical comfort too…
At first it was a new sensation, but now I have to say I’m always ready to give of myself when it’s necessary in my profession, especially when the result produces positive energy and a nice warm atmosphere of mutual trust…
Of course, there are also situations where the boundaries between personal and professional get a bit blurrier, and sometimes I find myself face to face with some colleague and I realize the situation is evolving toward a contact more intimate and deeper than a simple free chat between coworkers…
But then again, this attraction is only natural, isn’t it? All those long, stressful hours spent nice and close together… So why fight it? I don’t. I just let myself go with the moment…
It’s also obvious that males tend to associate affection with erotic attraction, and I often find myself the object of advances from colleagues who until just recently had been very professional and distant, but who now suddenly come close to me and want to kiss me. At first it caught me a little off guard, I’ll admit. But now? Now I’m perfectly used to it — and I like it.
It means I’m doing my job as a secretary… and doing it well. In general, I watch closely what the males in front of me want — and I do love it when they express it… openly.
There’s also the fact that I, too, have sometimes surprised myself by pushing a bit beyond the normal work relationship — especially during the long evening overtime shifts. In those situations, I actively sought the attention and closeness of my colleagues, even the new, shy, young ones, to get myself entertained, admired, and made to feel desired.
Given my look and my personality, it wasn’t hard to get all eyes on me, and before long they were all hanging on my lips — and on the movements of my sexy body...
Sure, well, maybe a few times there was a touch too many — a caress, a hand on my thigh, a momentary exploration of my body that wandered just a bit past normal office etiquette. But I have to admit, it always made me happy… and I often even encouraged it. Because it made me feel so needed — so nicely integrated into a close-knit team…
And then, yeah, let’s admit it — a few times, beyond the caresses and quick little touches, there was even a kiss or two. But it wasn’t my fault! That colleague of mine pulled me close in the archive room, and almost by surprise he kissed me! I was caught off guard at first, but then I kissed him back too, with plenty of tongue.
I didn’t want him to feel bad, and besides, he’s cute — in short, the moment had the right energy in the end, so I didn’t think about it much. It was just that one time, anyway…
Well, now that I think about it, maybe there was another time too. But yeah, I tend to forget my impulsive actions quickly, so I never feel guilty and I can do whatever I want.
There was something with another colleague too, where he pulled me close in his office and kissed me for a while, groping my bare thighs and my blouse — but hey, it was a completely innocent thing that could happen to any secretary at work, don’t you think?
And would you believe that one time even the Supreme Boss slammed me against the wall and kissed me, making out deeply with me? But hey, what was I supposed to do? Not only is he the boss and power is sexy, but I also really admire the initiative and clarity of males who know what they want.
So there too, in fact, I let myself get a little made out with and groped — but what’s the big deal, it was after an important meeting and we were all in the mood to blow off some steam. I have to say, the Supreme Boss still gets a certain hard boner even without any special pills, despite his age — I was able to verify that firsthand…
And then, well, I have a weakness for romance, and a sudden kiss is exactly the symbol of that. A moment of passion sweeps you away and makes you behave in an unexpected way you wouldn’t have suspected just a moment before.
I’m a bit guilty of that myself, and often, from victim I’ve turned into accomplice and predator, kissing back enthusiastically with tongue and saying yes to all my male colleagues’ desires…
Because in reality, let’s admit it, a few times we didn’t stop there. Not even close. Since we’re in the mood for honesty, I have to admit we went further too, and sometimes I felt hands on me exploring my skin so thoroughly that I let the more passionate colleagues undress me right there in the office.
Only at the right moments, though — maybe late in the evening, while we kissed with ever-growing fury. I just remembered these moments, they’d almost slipped my mind, who knows why.
In those moments I lost all my rationality and let myself be carried away by passion. Sure, you’ll think it’s not very professional, but in reality these experiences strengthened the spirit of our team and helped us get to know each other better.
I did my part, letting myself get stripped naked a few times, letting my tits and ass be grabbed and groped freely, and staying open to the situation to see where the excitement would take us. I always thought it was a little innocent secret, and that it wouldn’t happen again anyway.
In truth, sometimes it was me who got too turned on, and in those moments I just took control of the situation, ordering my colleague to show me all his virility without holding back, since he’d dared to get me all worked up and hot. My male colleagues have always proven very enterprising, and with dedication they satisfied me without inhibitions when the right occasion came.
I made it very clear to them that once they started something, they had to finish it — and so a few times we just fucked right there in the office, barely checking that the door was closed behind us. Surely it can happen to anyone, especially secrearies, and besides, I know how to be very convincing.
In some cases, I’m the one who egged them on — when a few cuddles, or a few of my wet kisses on their intimate parts, would’ve been plenty for them. But I can be very convincing. I’d undress first, and I didn’t leave them much of a choice — making things perfectly clear. If you want a certain kind of treatment with me… well, you have to earn it. And I see you’ve got a nice hard erection there — good. Let’s put it to work, for the good of the team spirit.
And so, well… sometimes I spent those long evening shifts panting and fucking in all sorts of situations. I have mixed feelings about this, but deep down colleagues are all different, and it’s normal to enjoy yourself more deeply with some than with others. The important thing is to always come across… open, smiling, and available.
Sometimes we actually worked overtime even after hours, fucking again and again until we were completely worn out, panting and moaning with no regard for whoever might hear us. But then again, if you’ve gotten a bit of a sense of how I’m made, you’ll know by now it was just because the energy was right — and so when you feel the fire blazing inside you, you have to put it out with furious fucking and dick riding, there’s no other way.
And besides, I imagine whoever secretly listened in on us was getting off along with us, and maybe someone was fantasizing about their next shift with me… Who knows if they got that lucky…
Sure, sometimes walking around the office in the evening, after a couple or more of these intimate encounters in a row, I’ve wondered whether my male colleagues might also be exploiting me a little for sex, taking advantage of my great emotional and spiritual openness. Because I’m not stupid.
But then I always thought that my work is precious for making them perform better at their job tasks, and that all in all, in tons of cases I had a hell of a lot of pleasure too — in fact, many of those things I went looking for myself, because they turned me on! In short, the situation is complex and intense, but I’m always very busy in my role as a part-time secretary at the office.
This short story was written entirely by a human author. © OPHELIO PRODUCTIONS. All rights reserved.
And you? Maybe instead of standing there frozen, staring at my tits (which I’ve already promised to the Supreme Boss for tonight), you could try to find out what I did this summer when I went to that festival with my friends!
It’s all told very clearly and explicitly in the super-hot Sadie – The Festival Story, where, well, I have to admit I made an interesting acquaintance with whom we then… explored a whole series of activities together — which you can read in the text and enjoy graphically in Ophelio’s explicit illustrations. Until next time!
SADIE – THE FESTIVAL STORY
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EXCLUSIVE EROTIC STORY, ILLUSTRATED – A pleasant festival connection. 35+ original Images + Clips. EROTIC/EXPLICIT.
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A festival sex story about music, freedom, and an erotic night where attraction becomes instinctive, physical, and impossible to leave behind…
