Warning:- Story contains suggestive smut, smut? Mastrubation mentioned as well as cyber sex.
Word count 1058.
18+
◇Stress Relief◇
☆I wanna touch on you
You see me in my room
Wish you were here right now
All of the things I'd do
I wanna get freaky on camera
I love when we get freaky on camera☆ (Doja Cat).
Another day, another dollar. Funny how things change. The job interview for instance, the awkwardness, fumbling through, hoping the impression left was good if not adequate. The phone call, "the job is yours", never believing the good fortune as being the chosen one. The first weeks learning and adapting to all that the job entails. Meeting 'the boss' he seemed presentable and polite if not cool and aloof, well I'm there to work not start romantic entanglements. Sure he is a handsome guy, sexy even, but he knows it. Demanding and obnoxious one moment staring at you the next as if this is your first meeting. You never know which Lee Junho you will encounter.
The condescending looks can cut, stubborn! Stubborn as a mule! It's a job! The pay is good as are the benefits, so dealing with the boss, that's just part and parcel. Some days though…the knock off time can not come faster enough.
Yes, well yes, there were fantasies in the beginning, well he is an attractive man, and in her own defense this was before she knew him.
Stress relief she calls it otherwise known as mastrubation. Reminiscing about those thoughts, they were creative and imaginative, and fulfilling. That had to stop! That Tuesday? No Monday? No, it was a Tuesday! When he caught her staring at him, her thoughts were x-rated, the quizzical and detached look he returned, hit like a wave. Can he read minds?
No of course not! With his self absorption she figured he would soon lose whatever interest he had in her at the moment.
"Is something wrong?" Junho asked at her desk, "what? Hmm no!" "You were staring! Thought I spilt something on myself I could not see!" "No you are fine"
Grinning "thank you".
Ego much! Damn man!
So after that encounter no more fantasies about the boss!.
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Emotional involvements! Who needs them! They always lead to disaster. Thinking about past encounters they were either too clingy or had a roving eye she muses. Deciding to take herself out of the game, it's a lonely existence. Adult websites? Maybe?
Adultfriendfinder, was a blessing, suited the needs and requirements of the moment. Yes the site is filled with creeps and perverts, but hell that goes with the territory. Recalling the night she first had communique from 'Iwillmakeuscream'. Disappointment first reaction another chauvinistic perv! His message was not what she expected, it was interesting, she was intrigued, so she replied.
That was the beginning of a mutually satisfying friendship, well of sorts.
They both wanted the same thing, fun! Without the chains of a partners strangulation hold.
Privacy was paramount, they agreed to keep their identities hidden, adding to the excitement.
Never knowing who you are sharing all these delicious moments with that in itself is an aphrodisiac. Eventually they moved passed the site to the app.
He is kinky enough to be adventurous without being creepy. His words seductive, and let's face it with cyber sex or some call it internet sex communication is and imagination are the upmost important factors. This guy..
Well he has them in spades.
Many, many, many nights nestled in bed with thoughts of him.
Photos, well dick photos are not amongst my prized possessions she giggles, but I do have an extensive collection of 'Iwillmakeuscream' body parts, and what nice body parts they are! Taking the photos and sharing, a turn on. Intimacy without intimacy. His scenarios and suggestions exotic and kinky and fun, most of all stress relieving.
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Great! The boss is on one today!
"Do you think this is what I asked?" "Go back to your desk and redo it" blah blah blah.
That man is either hot or cold.
He has been surprisingly pleasant lately, "now we have to work late" he states.
Great! There goes tonight's stress relief. "Will this day ever end".
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Days and nights roll by, Junho ever the demanding boss requiring perfection or very close to it. The illusion of once believing I was the chosen one, faded now the others who interviewed and did not place, now they are the lucky ones.
Looking at him, remembering the fantasies, what the hell was I thinking?
Cold, aloof, ice in his veins, the man is an ice cube.
"Yes I'm paying attention" , replying sweetly.
"Good I'm not going to repeat myself!".
Grouch, he would make an excellent Grinch laughing to herself at her own thoughts.
"Repeat what I just said"
Looking at him whilst repeating him word for word.
The only reward that is given is cool stern stare.
On the other hand nights spent tapping away on the keyboard chatting with 'Iwillmakeuscream' rewarding, relaxing, inhibitions be damned. The unknown is intoxicating.
Tonight though he hinted we should meetup.
Meetup! What happened to privacy? Keeping it simple? Free of emotional pitfalls?
Meeting up in a hotel, no doubt it would be orgasmatic.
Blindfolds his kink. Not sure about us both stumbling around a hotel room blindfolded.
Can't deny the intrigue is consuming finally seeing the face of so much stress relief is fascinating to say the least.
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Standing outside the Hilton hotel, building the gumption to walk through the revolving doors.
How did I get here? What am I doing here?
Cravings of the body weaken the will.
I mean it's not like we are in a relationship just two adults looking for adult fun, no strings attached.
It will be awkward at first seeing someone who knows so much about you, someone who has seen parts of you that normally are hidden from view, someone who has never seen your face nor heard your voice or even knows your name.
A thrilling sexual game.
Time to meet my stress relief cohort face to face.
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Room 242, this is it. Final check, straighten clothes, apply lipstick, run fingers through hair and then one final flick of the mane.
Knock knock knock.
The door opens the man smiling, slowly his smile fades away as recognition hits.
"You!"
Standing in the doorway, Lee Junho, also known as the boss.
