Pas Her New Job Pt 02

Persistent Arousal Syndrome: Her New Job, Part 2

It was 4:30pm when Elizabeth knocked on her boss', Alex Pierce's, door. She was shaking she was so nervous. It wasn't that she'd never seen him before, but she was always nervous around him. He had that kind of... aura... about him.

Elizabeth opened his door a crack. "Can I come in?"

"Yes, yes, please, Elizabeth, come in," Alex said, standing up behind his desk.

"Wow, you have such a nice office," she said, looking around. He had a nice, large oak desk, with a large, leather chair behind it. A round table was off to one side, with several chairs around it, then a sitting area off to the other side, with two couches and a low table. There were two, high-back chairs in front of his desk, for visitors.

"Thank you. I'd like to say I decorated it myself, but I have other's to thank for that. Please... take a seat."

"Oh, ok," she said, sliding into one of the high-back chairs in front of his desk. She didn't like chairs like this. At least right now. It's firm cushion pressed against her pussy when she sat down. Over time, it drove her crazy as every little move she made made the cushion drag against her pussy. It made her squirm a little.

"Why did you want to see me today?" she asked.

"Elizabeth," Alex said, sitting back down in his office chair behind the desk. He put his elbows on the desk, using his hand to help emphasize his points. "First off, I want to say I think you are a great asset to the company."

Elizabeth smiled. It was nice to hear something like that from her boss. "Thank you Sir. I think I've been very productive and useful."

"Yes you have," Alex said, nodding. "And in recognition of that, I have a new opportunity for you. In a new office in HR we're creating."

"A new office?" Elizabeth asked, hopeful.

"I'm sure you know that... you know... after the pandemic and everything, people are having a difficult time being back in the office again," Alex said. "There's always this threat of catching some bug from someone. And that causes a lot of stress here and at home. So we decided that we're going to create a Health and Wellness Center here in the office and I'd like you to be a part of it."

"Wow," Elizabeth said, smiling broadly. "I appreciate you giving me the opportunity, Sir. I mean, I know there are people that are far more qualified than me."

"Oh, you are extremely qualified for this new position," Alex said.

"Really?" Elizabeth smiled even more. "Thank you Sir. Can you... tell me about my particular job?"

"Well... the purpose of the Health and Wellness Center will be to create an atmosphere where employees can go when they find they're stressed out," Alex said. "The employees at the Center will be used to... you know... talk to them... give them massages... maybe other, more... personal... services, if you know what I mean."

"Um... personal services?" she asked nervously.

"Well, for some employees, their stress would be greatly minimized by more... physical contact," he said. "It could be anything from, say... touching... all the way up to... well... intercourse. It's whatever the employee believes they need. There are other stress-relieving services in the Center, too."

"Um... this is, you know, kind of awkward," Elizabeth said, surprised that something like that would be allowed in a business office. "I don't know if I can do a job like that. I'm mean, I'm really grateful you thought of me, though. But... I'm just not sure it would be... appropriate... or something I could do."

"Hmm," Alex said, frowning a little as he watched her. "I had a feeling you weren't enjoying your current position. You seem to be leaving your desk and going to the bathroom quite frequently lately."

Elizabeth was shocked that he knew anything about that. "I mean I... I don't know... but I'm keeping up with my work. I love working here. And I enjoy what I'm doing."

"Are you on some kind of new diet?" he asked. "Are you drinking too much water or something? I mean you visited the doctor's today. Are you ok?"

"No... no, Sir, it's not that I'm drinking too much water," she said, starting to get embarrassed talking about her issues. "I... I have a medical condition."

"Oh my gosh," Alex said, surprised and concerned. "This sounds serious."

"It is," Elizabeth admitted. "I'll tell you... but... you have to keep it to yourself."

"Oh, I certainly will," he said. "You have my word."

"I have this... condition... caused by the COVID vaccines... where I have to...," she took a deep breath, "orgasm... all the time... and, uh... I know it sounds crazy but the doctor has no cure or anything for me at all. I just have to... deal with it."

"Oh my gosh," he said, shocked.

"This is embarrassing," she said, lowering her eyes.

"Oh, I understand that it would be," he said. "If there's anything we can do to help you in any way, just let me know. But... um... I do have to tell you... you know... that we are having to downsize a bit now. Sales are really off from before the pandemic. We've already had to lay off several people, two from your department alone. I really want to keep you here, so I'm trying to give you a position that has more of a future to it. So... it's the new position or... we're going to have to let you go."

"You're gonna fire me if I don't take the position?" she asked, starting to get a little upset.

"Well... downsizing, you see," he said. "But I'm trying my hardest to keep you."

"Can I... think about it?"

"Yes, of course you can," he smiled. "Take a few days. I'll send you the new salary and benefit information. Take time to read it through and see if it appeals to you."

An alarm suddenly rang on his computer and he looked at it, a little distracted. "I'm glad you're here. It seems I have a meeting with an important client coming in. I'd like you to stay and take some notes for me."

"How long do you think it will last?" she asked, feeling her pussy starting to get extremely wet, her nipples starting to harden in her bra. She glanced at the clock on the wall. It'd already been over an hour since she had her orgasm at the doctor's office.

"Oh... maybe an hour or so," he said.

"Sir... can I, um... stand through this?" she asked, starting to shake a little. "You see... the pressure from sitting down too long... it's just..."

"Don't you think that would be a little strange... us sitting down and you standing over us," he said, interrupting her. "Of course not."

"Knock, knock," a man said, peeking his head in the door. A woman from the front desk was standing beside him. She turned and left when Alex stood to greet his visitor, obviously only there to escort the client to the meeting.

"Carl, nice to see you," Alex said, shaking Carl's hand and bringing him into the office. "Come on in. I'd like you to meet one of the secretaries here, Elizabeth. Elizabeth, this is Carl Bishop."

Elizabeth practically jumped out of her seat, feeling the rubbing getting her pussy extremely wet and excited.

"Oh... I'm sorry," she smiled, extending her hand to shake Carl's.

Carl looked at her, noting her distress. "Are you ok? You look a little flushed."

"Oh, I'm fine... I'm fine. Thank you." she said. "I just have a little bit of a... a headache. But I'm fine."

"Please, have a seat," Alex said to Carl as he moved behind his desk once again. Carl sat in the other high-back chair in front of the desk. Elizabeth looked at Alex, hoping she could just remain standing, but he told her to sit with his eyes.

She sat in the chair and took out her notebook and pen, jotting down notes as the two men discussed their business. As the meeting droned on, however, she could feel her body burning with need, with desire. And she had no way to get rid of it. She became more fidgety and it interrupted their meeting when Carl looked at her with concern once again.

"Are you sure you're alright?" he asked her.

"Sorry... sorry," she said, reading the disappointment in Alex's face. "Just continue with your meeting. I don't mean to be... distracting."

Carl turned back and started talking to Alex once again. But, within another five minutes, Elizabeth couldn't take much more and her fingers unfastened a couple buttons on her blouse, exposing move of her bra-covered breasts. She slid the tip of her pen inside, sliding it over her nipple, feeling the pleasure roll over her.

Carl looked at her again, this time with more surprise than worry.

"I'm sorry," she apologized. "I'm just really hot, that's all. I'm sorry."

Carl nodded, obviously uncertain she was truly ok, and rejoined the conversation with Alex. Within another five minutes, Elizabeth was grinding her pussy into the chair, humping it slightly, while trying not to disturb the meeting.

When Carl stopped again, Elizabeth was having a mild orgasm, her eyes half closed and unfocused, her voice ragged and breathy.

"Oh... I'm sorry... oh yeah... I'm... I'm fine," she said. After her orgasm, she had a little more clarity about her and was able to complete the meeting. She was writing when Carl and Alex finally stood and shook hands.

She stood as Carl faced her. "It was really... really nice meeting you," she said. "I apologize for my behavior. I'm not usually like this. I'm just... tired... headache... overheating a bit. I do hope the new deal works out."

"Thank you," Carl said. "I'm glad you're... ok."

Elizabeth smiled as the same receptionist met Carl and led him back down to the front door. Elizabeth could feel the wetness in the back of her skirt and knew that she'd made a mess. She glanced at the seat cushion and saw a large wet spot where she had been sitting.

"Oh... I'm sorry Sir," she apologized quickly as Alex saw the chair cushion as well. "I just made your chair all wet. I can't believe it just..."

"That was... surprising," Alex said simply.

"Can I leave now, Sir?" she begged.

"No... not yet," Alex said, walking back behind his desk to sit in his chair. "I want to go over the notes."

"I can't believe you won't let me leave," she said, squeezing her legs together. The tingling was getting worse again. The little orgasm wasn't enough. Her body needed another. "I really need to use the bathroom."

"Every time you run to the bathroom, it makes me think you don't like your job," Alex said. "Do you want your job Miss Voigt?"

"Please, I want to prove that I can be a good employee," Elizabeth plead.

"If you're a good employee, you'll stay here and just do what you need to do."

"Don't make me do this," she begged again.

"You force me to do this," he said. "You said yourself that you don't really go to the bathroom to urinate."

"But... I don't... I don't want to... to cum in front of you," she said, pushing her thighs together hard, her hips gyrating a little as she fought to both give herself pleasure and to keep from cumming.

"I have a..." she started to say before she pushed her hand between her thighs, sliding up under her skirt and into her panties to furiously rub her cunt. She was bent over slightly, her legs in a wide stance, her knees threatening to give way as waves of pleasure washed over her. She shoved two fingers inside herself and began thrusting them, slapping her clit with each thrust.

"Sir... I can't... stand... any longer," she panted, her knees threatening to buckle at any second.

"Then I suggest you finish on your knees," he said sternly.

Elizabeth dropped to her knees beside the chairs, one hand working furiously between her legs, the other grabbing and squeezing her breast, opening her blouse even more, pushing her bra below her breast.

"Sir... I'm gonna cum... Oh my God," she whimpered, panting hard. She closed her eyes, unable to look at her boss as he walked around his desk again and sat on the edge, watching her intently.

"Oh God!" she practically yelled. "Oh my God! Fuck!" Suddenly her body shook and contorted as she tried to stay upright when the powerful orgasm hit her. Her body sprayed her juices to the floor below her, forming another wet spot on the carpet.

Alex watched her for several minutes as her hand finally left her pussy and she fought to stand, her balance somewhat compromised. She was still breathing hard when she finally stood. She looked down, too embarrassed to meet his gaze.

"Go to the bathroom and clean yourself up," he said simply.

Elizabeth quickly dashed out of his office, running down the hall as best she could to the bathroom. The executive bathroom was much nicer than the ones downstairs, with a larger, marble countertop and large, individual stalls.

She went over to the sink and grabbed a handful of paper towels, getting them wet. She removed her panties and wiped herself.

"Oh my gosh!" she said to her reflection in the mirror. "What did I get myself into? What was I thinking?" She used other paper towels to dry herself off, but saw that her pussy was still wet, was still leaking fluids.

"He's just taking advantage of me," she said, untucking her blouse, trying to reset her clothing. "He's just some kind of pervert or something." She put both hands on the countertop and faced her mirror image. "What am I gonna do?"

Suddenly the door opened and Alex walked into the room, his eyes boring into her, and she jumped.

"Oh my God... you scared me," she said, giggling a little. "What are you doing in here? This is the women's room."

"It's my building," Alex said. "I can go where I please."

Suddenly Elizabeth's phone rang. It was in her little purse that she'd laid on the counter. She opened her purse to see that it was her sister calling.

"I can't answer that phone... what would I say to her?" she said, scared.

"What you'd normally say to her," he said.

She swiped her finger over the screen, answering it, and brought it up to her ear. "Hello sis... hi.... I know. I just got caught up in work," she said. Alex approached her and pushed her up onto the countertop, making her yelp.

"Nothing... I just tripped," she said. As Alex positioned himself between her legs, pushing her skirt up to her hips, she pulled the phone from her ear, pushing it into her shoulder to mute it and whispered. "What are you doing? Get off of me." Her lack of pushing him away, her body moving and staying how he positioned it, convinced him that no matter what she said, she really did want him.

"Yeah... um... sorry. I'm really distracted right now.... Um... yeah... there's a lot going on today. I can tell you what the doctor said when I get there. And, my boss is, uh, offering me a new position. In HR. And it's really a lot of work to get started."

Alex started unfastening his pants, dropping them and his boxers to the floor as he fisted his erect shaft, moving toward her again.

She shook her head emphatically. "No!" she whispered, trying to be as forceful as she could, keeping her sister from hearing her. "Yeah, he's here right now, actually."

Alex grabbed her hips and slipped his cock inside her, pushing deep, and started thrusting into her over and over.

"Oooh," she moaned loudly. "Yeah... no, I just stubbed my toe," she said, panting. "I'm... I'm leaving work soon. Sorry, I... um... have to finish up... here... first. I'll tell you... all about it... when I get home. Ok. Love you sis. Ok, bye." His thrusts were making it harder and harder for her to speak, harder and harder for her to even think. She rest her upper body back on her elbows as Alex kept her legs thrust up into the air.

"Oh, you bastard!" she moaned as the pleasure roared through her body. She knew this was exactly what she needed. "Stop... Oh God... yeah that feels good. So... fucking... good."

Her body was shaking, every thrust of her boss' cock sending bolts of pleasure all over her. Her heavy breathing and moans echoed in the small, tiled room. She turned her head and looked at herself in the mirror, watching her half-dressed boss fuck her, watching her body shake, her half-exposed boobs jiggle with every hard thrust.

"Fuck!" she yelled and closed her eyes as her orgasm washed over her, gushing out all over the counter and floor, and all over her boss.

She was breathing heavy, thinking it was all over, but Alex kept thrusting, barely even slowing down. Her body immediately responded, the pleasure rapidly building once more to peak a second time.

Her head fell back and her eyes closed as she wailed. "Oh my God... I'm cumming again!" She felt her body letting go, letting all that pleasure concentrate in her pussy, all that pleasure build and release.

"Oh yeah... I'm cumming," Alex grunted. Elizabeth could just barely hear him through the pleasure she was feeling. "Uh! Uh! Oh yeah!" She couldn't see him as he pulled out, his cum splashing all over her stomach and pussy as he jerked his shaft.

She lay back on the counter, breathing heavy, as Alex left her. She could barely hear the rustle of clothes indicating that he was getting dressed again. When she finally opened her eyes, he was looking in the mirror, wiping his face with a towel and looking at his hair.

"I'll let you know about the... the new position," she said softly.

"Excellent!" he said curtly. "Just let me know by the end of the week." He turned and walked to the door. "Have a good night, Elizabeth," he said, leaving her alone.

Elizabeth rose after a few minutes and adjusted her clothes again. She had to go home, she had to get out of the office.

When she arrived at her apartment, she poured herself a large glass of wine and sat on the couch with soothing music playing in the background, trying to forget the day, trying to forget that she came all over her boss' chair and carpet... that he fucked her so wonderfully in the bathroom.

She could feel her body tingling and opened her laptop to try to take her mind off it. Opening her email, she paged through a few before finding one from Alex... the one that had the new position information.

She opened the document that briefly described the position, although it left out a lot of details on what "personal service" might mean. She gasped, shocked when she looked over the benefits. The salary was more than twice what she was receiving now... and they offered a free apartment at the office. Along with 100% medical coverage and an extremely beneficial 401K plan, it was going to be difficult to turn down. And then, they even added twice yearly bonuses to her pay, based on employee surveys and company profits.

It was the most lucrative position she could ever imagine. It was far more than the promotions along her current job path.

She stood, walked into the bathroom and ran hot water with bubble bath in the bathtub. She grabbed her favorite vibrator from her nightstand and set it on the side of the tub. She needed to do something about that gnawing need again. Thinking about the new position, thinking about everything that she would be required to do, of everyone she might help, was getting her excited.

*****

As she walked into work the next day, she walked directly to the third floor, to Alex's office. She knocked on the door, then opened it and peeked inside.

"Mr. Pierce?"

"Elizabeth! Good morning," he said. "Come on in and close the door please."

Elizabeth entered, closed the door behind her, then walked in and sat in the same chair she was in yesterday.

"How are you? Was your night good?" he asked, putting his arms on the desk in front of him and giving her his full attention.

"Yeah... it was... fine," she said. "I just wanted to let you know that I... I'll accept the new position."

"Excellent!" he said, standing, and walking around his desk. He sat on the edge of his desk, looking down at her. "When can you start?"

"Um... immediately, I guess," she said. "Is everything set up already?"

He nodded. Yeah, everything is in place. We're going to announce the new office to the rest of the company on Monday. The HR director, Deborah Jacobs, will oversee your duties from now on."