I sat at my work desk chewing on the end of my pencil as I inadvertently stared into my boss's office. He wasn't in there, but if he was, I'd have a clear view of his spread open legs. He usually sat that way when he was at his desk alone, which he mostly was. Not only that, but he also grabbed himself multiple times throughout the day 'readjusting' and I would bite my lip every time I witnessed the act.
I'd be lucky if I didn't go home with pre-cum soaked boxers on most days from watching him. "Bad habit." I heard as my pencil was being pulled away from my lips. "Sorry Sir." I said blushing as my boss's hand was fiddling my chewed pencil between his fingers. He didn't talk to me much and just walked on past as he continued twirling my pencil.
The rest of the day was uneventful except for the 'readjusting', but my eye's just couldn't pull away from watching him fiddle my chewed pencil. A few hours later when my shift was about to be over he walked out of his office and placed a large stack of papers on my desk.
I feathered my fingers through them before looking up at him. "7th folder second page." He said bluntly and walked back to his office. I searched through the folders until I found the 7th one and opened it. I looked through the paper and read the second page. "Meet me in the elevator at 8PM if you want to have your pencil back." The note read.
My penis instantly started to harden in my pants. I had heard rumors of Mr. Johan screwing his assistants, but that was a while ago. Plus they had all came from angry interns, so the likelihood of them being true was slim. 8PM was only 30 minutes from now and I could already feel my dick leaking.
Wait, what in the hell was I thinking. My boss was definitely not going to have sex with me especially not on an elevator. Plus I'm a guy, and he had only ever had girlfriends, he definitely did not think of me as a mating partner.
A little while later I heard the door to his office open and I saw him walk up to the side of my desk "Working late?" he asked smirking, and I nodded. I watched him as he walked to the elevator with both his hands in his pockets getting on. It wasn't quite 8 yet, so I stayed seated.
When 8PM finally did come I practically leaped out of my chair, I tried not to think too highly of having elevator sex, but my dick just wouldn't stop throbbing. I don't know how I didn't have a wet spot seeping through my pants by now.
When I got to the elevator and pressed the button it instantly opened, and I saw Mr. Johan leaning against the wall twirling my pencil. "Going down?" he asked, and I nodded before I even assessed his question. He then leaned in and pulled up my chin meeting my lips with his once the doors closed.
After he efficiently made my knees weak he took a key and locked the elevator doors. "Can I get my pencil?" I asked blushing as I looked up fully taking in the height difference. "You want it now or later?" He asked and I responded with later.
"I was hoping you would stick around. Now my pants need to be undone if you're going to go down." He smirked, and I quickly made my way to my knees. Because he was leaning back against the wall, his hips were pushed out perfectly, so I could easily undue his belt. When I had slid it all the way out, he reached for it and held each end in his hands.
I pulled down his pants and kissed his semi through his cotton boxers. I breathed in his scent and basked in its manliness. Not only that, but I could tell just by his bulge that he was big, a lot bigger than I was. When I had gotten a good familiarity of his scent I finally pulled down his boxers and his tucked cock came bouncing out and slapped me on my lips.
