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If The Boss Only Knew
You know how the saying goes "When the cat is away, the mice will play." Have you ever back stabbed a co-worker, peer, or EVEN your boss? Do you involve yourself in political game playing, office manuvering, or one-upsmanship games to advance your job position? Are you secretly gunning for the boss's job? Have you setup a fellow co-worker to take an embarrassing hit? Have you positioned yourself as an expert in subject matter you know absolutely nothing about? Have you thrown a fellow co-worker under the bus to secure a promotion? Have YOU been thrown under the bus?

Maybe your office place dealings are more sexual in nature.. Have you been involved in an office place fling with a co-worker behind your bosses back? Did your office place sexcapades lead you to a promotion, or ultimately get you canned? Adult Confessions is the place to share all the juicy details. Your boss will never be the wiser! ;-)
  • — If The Boss Only Knew —
    Straight Female / 19

    Sick Boss Up-Skirt Camera

    I am pretty sure that my boss had a spy cam setup under my desk.
    This is my first job out of high school. I took it so I could help pay for college expenses so this is really important. I am young, Latina, and small for my age but I make up for it by trying to be independent. The only problem is that I'm really shy and don't speak up when I should. I try so hard to make people like me.
    I was so grateful to find a job that was only a few blocks from my home and yes, I still live with my parents. It's only part-time for now, so it won't interfere with my school.

    So here's what happened...
    The company I work for has only two office workers (both of us women) and then there's our boss. He's a middle-aged white guy, tall (about six-two) and pushing about two hundred, maybe three hundred pounds. He is originally from Chicago and likes to talk a lot about food (and women). He's kind of a braggart and loud. I can hear him from the other side of the building and through his office door.
    Even in our interview, I could tell he was a bit of a pervert because he kept staring at my little breasts the whole time we talked. I would have been really offended except he offered me the job right then and there. So what, my desk was at the farthest wall, next to the entrance. I could live with that.
    Now, he told me that I had to wear something casual and cute. He wanted to keep a relaxed atmosphere but wanted me to wear something inviting for our clients. Short pencil skirts with button up blouses. It was pretty specific, but being that this was only for a few hours a day, it wasnât too much to ask.
    I love my job. Greeting people and taking messages was pretty easy and simple. I had the greatest desk. It was brand new dark wood with smoked glass trimming. It was in a corner but had a great view to the parking lot and the green-belt area beyond it.
    The only issue I had was with my chair. It was an old and worn model. The stuffing was coming out of the seat in several places. It was a hold-over from my predecessor. She was a retired accountant and had trouble getting up. This chair had an electronic lift control. I tried it a couple of times. It only hummed but didnât work. When I asked about it, I was told that a new chair was on order for me.
    So now itâs my first day, Iâm wearing my new outfit; short skirt, red top and three inch heels. Everythingâs going pretty smooth and time flies by, fast. My perverted boss only comes over to look down my blouse twice. I'm sure he wants to get a glimpse of my nipples. I just button up an extra button. Everything was really smooth, except for that damn chair. I swear I could feel the springs poking into my ass. The chair was worn to where my ass automatically fit into a defined groove. Not only was it uncomfortable, but I swear I didnât touch the controls, but the chair began to lightly vibrate. I swear. It was it was very light, but I could tell. It stopped after about an hour. Thank god. It was really starting to get intense on the crack of my ass. It didnât hurt, but it was really distracting. I was clenching thighs and crossing/uncrossing my legs all afternoon. I remember thinking how much I would have enjoyed it if it was in my room at home. At the end of the day, I asked my boss when the chair was coming. He said probably early next week. He told me it was a real pleasure having me around. Smiling, he was actually talking to my chest.
    So the next week is pretty much the same as the first day. I greet people, take calls and then try to keep from wetting my panties. That damn chair seems to have a mind of its own. Itâs like we have a sexual relationship. I keep asking about the new chair, but secretly I hope it doesnât come in. Somehow the vibrations are getting stronger. I have to take more restroom breaks during work because the buzzing is making my insides shake. Sometimes I find myself rocking to some subconscious rhythm. I can only take it for about an hour at a time. After hitting the power button on the controller about fifty times, the chair stops. At least thatâs what I thought (at the time). It was odd, but like clock-work, my boss would come striding over to update me on the order. Itâs still on order. He was very sorry. He never looked sorry. He always seemed like the cat that ate the canary. Of course, he took his daily look down my blouse.
    After about a month of this, Iâm beginning to think that my replacement chair is never coming. At least my perverted boss never approached me. Maybe itâs because he has daughters my age. Thatâs what I thought.
    It was Friday and everything was great. It was getting late and my chair hadnât malfunctioned, yet. My boss starts his crap. Hey, baby. Got any plans for tonight? You have a date? Youâre looking very nice (emphasis on nice). I told him that I was staying home. I lied. I had a date with a new guy. I was wearing my lacy bra, thong panties, five inch stilettos and had my makeup done up. He was really going too far with his comments. He said that whoever the lucky guy was, he was sure I would have a great time. Maybe I would like to take off a little earlier today. Well hell, Iâll take it! What is this guy up to? Did he change? Nope. I caught him staring at down at my bra. I hope he enjoyed my little titts. He says I can take off an hour earlier.
    So now Iâm excited its payday, leaving early, and I have a hot date tonight! Everything was so sweet. And then I think my arm hits the controller and my chair starts itâs convulse. Not like normal. Itâs more intense and my ass now seems to be sitting deeper in the ass groove. The spring under my ass now is pushing hard on my puss and it feels like an earthquake. Please, not now! I look around. My coworker is downstairs in the copy room and my boss is in his office talking to some old buddy. He is laughing and talking very loud. Who knows what about but I have to get ready to leave soon. All I have left is adding some data in a weekly spreadsheet. I canât seem to get anything done.
    My whole bottom is vibrating, now and my pussy feels like itâs on fire! I can feel the muscles in my both my ass and pussy contracting involuntarily. I push the power off over and over and nothing happens. In the background I hear my boss belly laughing. Heâs talking loud and Iâm hearing him clearly. âOh, yeah. Oh, yeah. Daddy likes that. Thatâs right. Howâs that feel?â What? It must be coincidence. Oh, shit it was more intense now. I was getting wet, now. There was no stopping it now. I let out a sharp âAye!â The boss opens his door to ask if I needed anything. I tried to look normal but I was holding on to the armrests like my life depended on it. He didnât seem to notice, but he was all red and was giving me a creepy-ass look like he knew everything! He closed the door just as my body started to shutter. They were crossed under the desk, but my legs suddenly went straight out and my toes started curling so much that my shoes came off. It was so embarrassing that I couldnât even get out of the chair until the power turned off. Strangely enough, my boss had gone silent. I sat there for a few minutes until I was sure that stand. I took a couple of steps until I realized that I didnât have any shoes on. Then I heard him again, âOh, my god, dude! Black and tiny! Yes, so tiny and spicy too. I tell you, it was amazing! I canât wait to show you. Hum, so sweet and so wet. I canât wait until next time. Yes, I turned it to the highest one! Ha, ha. Iâm sending you the file right away.â
    My shoes were way under the desk. I got down on my hands and knees and started crawling. It was kind of dark. The lamp on my desk illuminating my workspace and my chair but the base of the desk was pitch-dark. Then I saw it. It was a red LED blinking light. It was faint, but it was at the back of the desk where the glass trimming was. I grabbed my shoes and then reached up and got my phone. I turned on the flashlight feature and shined it on the glass. It looked like there was a small box with a wire running to a power adaptor. Was that a camera?
    âWhat are you up to?â My boss was standing a couple of feet behind my ass. I was up. I told him that I dropped something under the desk and what was that red light behind my desk. He said not to worry, it was a thermal sensor. It was part of our safety equipment. When I peeked again, the light was gone. He said that if I wanted to go now, I could. Of course I took off. He just walked back to his office.
    Driving out of the parking lot, I felt so stupid. How long has that been there? What did it catch? Oh, shit I was wearing a black thong today. He was saying something about black and tiny. Was he talking about my panties? Oh, I was going to be sick. All I can imagine is this old fat bastard watching his 32 inch monitor. I remember how the lamp lit up my chair through the glass trim. It must have been a perfect setup. I was in a tight, little skirt that rides up when you sit in a big overstuffed chair like I was in. He must have had a perfect up-skirt view of everything! Did he do something to the cushion? I bet that it was him! He said that he had it turned to the highest setting!
    If I had any question if I was setup, when I got back to the office, I found that my new chair had come in and the âthermal sensorâ was gone. Nothing was plugged in behind my desk. I canât prove he did anything and heâs acting like he hasnât completely violated me.
    Every once in a while, I think he watches the videos of me (there at work). I know the camera had a great microphone because Iâve distinctly hear my voice saying âAyeâ coming from his office. All I know is that I really need this job and that I now check my desk before sitting down. I donât know what Iâm going to do if he tries this again or something worse. I just hope the videos he has satisfy his urges. He's been undressing me with his eyes, now and that makes me very nervous. I'm not sure I could tell him to stop if he pushed me to do something. The thought of that old, fat man taking advantage of me is so horrible. What to do. What can I do? This is my first real job. I don't think anyone will believe me.

    #39349 — Comments (3) — Feb 20, 2018 at 8:42 PM — That's Juicy! (7) Remove This.
  • — If The Boss Only Knew —
    Bi-Sexual Female / 23

    Hidden Camera at Work

    Guys, what kind of new, perverted, sons of a bitches are acting out at work?? It used to be that guys would hit on you but never did anything that could get them fired. I always keep my personal sexual life and my professional work life separate. I never mix them. Some fucker at work is definitely crossing the line. I obviously work with a real pervert. Hereâs what happened.
    I go to work in an office with cubicles, offices and meeting rooms. It's like most of the corporate world. I wear business casual skirts and blouses to the office and make sure to never show more skin than is proper. I thought everyone there was just friendly until this past week. I don't know exactly when it started, but I was finding myself more and more in deep thought (mostly about sex) while I was sitting at my computer. Working on forms and spreadsheets, I could feel my pussy start to lightly pulsate. It would seem like nothing at first, intensify, and then it would calm down. It would happen once or twice in a day, but eventually it increased in number and intensity. I was starting to think that there was something wrong with me. I found myself legs crossed and both hands in fists pressed tight against my groin, my pussy throbbing to a point that my clit was aching. This happened a few times. I would have to sit with my chair up against my desk. Hoping no one noticed. My coworker noticed that I was looking strained and asked me if I was ok. I told her that I was having cramps. I lied. She just told me "Girl, I know what you mean, you should take off early". I did. My panties were a bit sloppy.
    After a week, I had to start planning for this kind of "accidents". I carried wet wipes and plenty of tissues. I got really good at discretely cleaning myself (under my desk) without anyone being the wiser. I just thought I'd have to get used to it. Maybe I should have sex more often so that I would get this way at work. Yesterday... I was at work doing something on my PC when my pussy started acting up. I have a fat highlighter on my desk that I've started using to push myself a little so that I won't get caught. So I pull my skirt up a little and slide the smooth part up against the edge of elastic of my panties. I put the tip under and around my mound and rub my hard clit. I do this for a couple of minutes and then pull it out as one of the guys walk by. Without thinking twice, I have it in my mouth. Sucking on my finger and with that taste still lingering, I slide my hand back down and feverishly finger myself until my knees come together as I shudder. I drop my highlighter under my desk. I wipe myself again and dry off. It was time to head to the restroom for a cleaning. Maybe round two.
    I climb under the desk to find my highlighter and then I see it. There is a small wireless camera stuck under my desk. It was pointed at the level of my pussy. Oh, shit, my chair. I put my hand on the edge of my chair cushion and press down. There's a noticeable hump. It was vibrating. Holy fuck! I wasn't going crazy. Someone had pulled the fabric away from the edge and took out some of the foam. There was some kind of tiny metal cylinder thingy with a 9 volt battery and antenna thing at the end.
    I pulled it out of the seat and the camera from under the desk. I was mad, but now I was thinking about what I was doing and how many times I did it. I'm so screwed. Come on, now! Someone really has nothing better to do than design something like this? Should I be mad or be flattered. Of course I'm mad. I was tricked and I don't have any clue just where that footage ended up.
    Now, I have a different chair, I'm in a new desk and I can't help but stare at everyone at work, trying to see something in their eyes. I hope it's not my boss. He's really gross.

    #39338 — Comments (0) — Feb 19, 2018 at 5:42 PM — That's Juicy! (12) Remove This.
  • — If The Boss Only Knew —
    Straight Female / 19

    I suffer from "hot pants."

    I'm now on my third job since High School and been fired twice before, anticipating the third firing then to have to move on. I have put out to men in the office who pass the word like wildfire after fucking me until the boss finds out then he "gets rid" of me. I hope this time the boss gets the word then he wants his own piece of ass, which I will gladly hand over if I can stay here and get fucked. They've done me all over the places and in every possible position yet, I am the one who gets the can and they remain in their jobs. W.T.F!

    #39175 — Comments (3) — Feb 6, 2018 at 10:05 AM — That's Juicy! (10) Remove This.
  • — If The Boss Only Knew —
    Straight Female / 24

    I have a job I enjoy. Iâm happily married and have good sex with my husband. In or department I have a mid 30âs boss and two coworkers. He is a good boss to work with and we as a group exceed work expectations. The thing is us ladies could get him fired for sexual harassmentâs. The reason we donât is we all enjoy it. I started work 3 years ago. The other two ladies warned me how he was. His thing is to give quick groped to our private parts. One of the other lady coworkers ask me one day have I let him have it yet. I said no I havenât. She said if I do I would never regret it he is good. I wear open tops so he can squeeze my breast easy. I wear tight pants or shirts so he can feel between my legs easy. I had my first son and he enjoyed rubbing my pregnant belly. My husband really wants a lot of sex so it helps me not cheat with my boss. I know he beds the other two ladies but I havenât gave in yet. My only concern is what will become of this situation.

    #39133 — Comments (8) — Feb 4, 2018 at 6:12 AM — That's Juicy! (8) Remove This.
  • — If The Boss Only Knew —
    Straight Male / 36

    Iâm married to a wife I love with two daughters. One of the ladies I work with is in her young 20âs just out of school. She dressed attactive always showing breast and tight clothes to show her figure. She lives a wild side when away from work. One Monday I noticed love bites on her breast. I crossed the ethics line and picked at her about it. She looked around to see if anyone was around and pulled both breast out and showed me all of her love bites. It was all I could do not to reach out and fondle her breast. Another day she wore a skirt. She had turned facing me and I saw she didnât have any panties on. I commented she had a good shave. She spread her legs and showed me her bare pussy and said thanks. She for years did many exposes to me and even would squeeze my balls a few times. It has been all I could do to be loyal to my family. I have cum in my wife many times while pretending to be having sex with my coworker. The other ladies at work are so jealous of her.

    #39110 — Comments (2) — Feb 1, 2018 at 7:08 PM — That's Juicy! (10) Remove This.
  • — If The Boss Only Knew —
    Straight Male / 31

    I worked at a local retail store as a manager and one of my employees, a girl named Olivia who looked all Italian with a nerd-girl vibe and was 8 years my junior, was giving off crush-on-the-boss vibes. One day when we were doing inventory she tried to clumsily flirt with me, and I asked her if she wanted a spanking. She went all red and blurted out "yes please". So I spanked her and took her virginity. After a week we got into the whole dom-sub thing, she even called me "master".

    After a couple of months she came to work in tears crying because her parents had kicked her out (being good pro-family-values Christans they insisted Olivia have an abortion or give up the baby, she said "No"). I had to fire her so I could marry her. She was hysterical with relief that I was going to keep her. She married me and gave birth to Mikki our daughter. A couple of years later Olivia's parents tried to pretend there was no separation but she refused to play.

    Olivia and I have been married for seven years now and we've had a second child, our son Alan. She's still a bottom and I occasionally have her seduce younger men and women for my amusement. The kids should be old enough for joining in before she turns 30.

    #39095 — Comments (0) — Feb 1, 2018 at 3:52 AM — That's Juicy! (4) Remove This. ( * )
  • — If The Boss Only Knew —
    Straight Female / 24

    My boss took out his cock not many days after I began to work at this small sales office. He could not get me to suck it but bent me over, pulled my panties down and took me doggy style, his large belly bumping my ass. He does that about once a week on Fridays (for some reason, perhaps in anticipation of the weekend). He swaggers around and has told some of the salesmen that I am his personal fuck and he does me when he wants.

    What he does not know is that his teenage son who has a larger cock, I gladly suck off, I also fuck multiple times, sometimes as many times as he can or wants.

    #38880 — Comments (1) — Jan 16, 2018 at 10:28 AM — That's Juicy! (11) Remove This.
  • — If The Boss Only Knew —
    Bi-Sexual Male / 20

    My boss is a total dickhead, he has no idea that I have fucked not only his 18 year old, formerly virgin daughter, but his total cockslut son as well. In four months I popped the daughters virgin pussy, mouth and asshole, and now have her fucking me and a couple of friends at a time. She's taken 6 cocks in the last 4 months. She's turning into almost as much of a whore as her brother. I (and about 50 other guys) fuck his mouth and ass anytime I want. I've seen him at parties drunk walking around and bending over for anyone who tells him to do it. They fuck him and walk away. I've seen him get as many as 15 or more cocks in 1 night, granted about 8 of them after he's passed out and fucked out already.

    #38778 — Comments (1) — Jan 10, 2018 at 4:11 PM — That's Juicy! (9) Remove This.
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    Straight Female / 26

    no, I am all for the royal harry types marrying shitty common loose women. It makes the rest of us feel better to be honest. Hearing about all of kate and megans common criminal jailbum family members makes the rest of the world feel better. I hear people saying its so cool and refreshing that the two childish men of windor have chosen slummy girls when they could have had much more beautiful richer women with more elegance makes me think "hehehehehe" what a laugh because I am just waiting for the books to come out about all the people the royals in England have jilted and stolen partners from cuz I think the queen is no innocent there, she might close to dead but her angelic imagine is fading with her time and looks and I hate the media bouncing her up to be some icon in movies just cuz she is going a bit batty, cuz I bet she broke up marriages. It gives us commoners hope that we can marry some of the men and women they reject. the queen is a bitch however, she makes sure all the kids and illegitimates are married off so keep your secrets about who you like cuz she will come a knocking for a steal as they do. I don't mean to sound mean but megan is not attractive and she is going to get old looking and leathery black skin is not nice, she will be thin ugly or fat ugly like princess grace and she is not much but then nor is he. the royals loss is the commons gain! if only us honest modest decent humans knew what these people got up to. well, with hollywood under the queens bum it has to cut hard on her like the usa political kickbox fighting. my guess is the queen windsor has had illigitimate children herself and kate probably did and megan probably has had bubs before too, they sell them to get to the top. Its ironic that harry has dropped so low to marry someone with such a weird family and mother to walk her down the isle, wow, I thought it would be obama himself. he must have sold her to harry right. did harry go down or maybe indeed he has come up from the hole he is about in his drug life that aint over. I can see muggsy being BOOOOED as much as Have a Break- Have a Kid Kate and Work-Shy-Willy. But it is more refreshing not seeing their kids go off to soon and Diana antics of her model "what is she wearing today to take the kiddies off to school" play of the 1980s, god rest her savage soul. The wedding should not even be televised, afterall, its just another n***ar from the ghetto marrying up like a golddigger Kadashinian style. I see the windsors making a Keeping Down with the Mucky Wives of Windor AO rated. they will probably have to make porn to live, I guess he can always go back to his drugs or eating other kids ears that old chuck thought was cool or kicking people giving flowers to anyone near him. no one will want to see harry or megan anyway, and do they want to see william and kate or their kidddies, nope. They really don't want to see the photos and chat on them. wait til they bad up!

    #38748 — Comments (7) — Jan 9, 2018 at 12:57 AM — That's Juicy! (2) Remove This.
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    carpe diem

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