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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

    I took six months off after H.S. graduation then quickly found a job at a large publisher's in the city, They don't publish books but catalogs and other business stuff. They started me in the mail room and assigned me to Tommy McBrainless, a low grade, drooling moron with a one track mind and of course, it's sex. While the internet has swallowed up almost all the communications, I have pieces of work I take around, like art and photo comps, samples, etc. McBrainless does almost no delivery but responds to problems.

    My first week was fine but then, the second week, Tommy starts telling me all the office gossip and according to him, it's a wild orgy hidden only by an artificial social reality. He then told me who he is doing and despite my protesting and telling him, "That's more information than I need," he proceeded to pile on the crap. He sometimes drools while he carries on his sex-obsessed diatribes. He told me he was doing Millicent, the supply room woman, who is around 55. To me. she seems like someone's granny. He carried on with all the detail, how she likes it, and so forth. It was totally embarrassing.

    He explains that he is ejaculating inside her because she is post-menopausal "and she loves it when I come in her.
    He told me about others and apparently, he is, because not long ago, I shadowed him to one of his trysts and sure enough, he was doing it. I can't believe how any woman could do it with him. He looks just like Alfred E. Neuman,
    the "What Me Worry" guy from MAD comics. My kid brother had a large poster of him in his room and I asked him to take it down. Strangely enough, he did, but I still have McBrainless to look at.

    The final straw, I was asked to pick up some paper, envelopes and pens and walked in on Tommy banging Millie from behind. Her head was below the top of the desk so she did not see me but he did and he smiled and gave me a thumbs up. I felt sorry for Millie because she's really taking from the bottom of the pond scum and I suppose that's the best she can do at her age. I was ready to quit...not that he hit on me, he knows better even with his low I.Q, when I received a promotion to copy, as an intern.

    I will leave McBrainless to the next assistant he has to break in. If possible, I will take her under my wing so ease her out of the stress. This kind of scene is totally new to me and I hope I don't face more like that here.

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  • — If The Boss Only Knew —
    Straight Male / 28

    I work in a studio that creates catalogs for retailers of all kinds. We hire artists and writers, all young or youngish. They don't last long because they are pain in chicken feed. I had to sit and think why the hell I am still here with resumes typed and ready to go and I have reached a conclusion about it. It shocked me when I realized it. One of our best graphic artists, Vicky, is unusual and has become a "friend with benefits." I am not in love with her but we have sex in the office almost daily and I know I would miss it.

    In the meantime, she is married and not happily so but the guy has money and is generous. I've seen photos of him and he's lucky to have money because he has nothing else discernible to me. I'm not jealous because Vicky is just what she calls herself, a "fuck buddy." Vicky is skinny, has one eyebrow (that I told her to trim and shape but she doesn't care). She has the cleavage of a billiard table and a flat, skinny ass. She got to me in the cafeteria where we met daily for months to share ideas, etc. Later, when she felt comfortable with me, she began to talk about sex and fucking, sucking, taking it "up the ass" etc. and after half a year she actually took on a sexual attraction I cannot describe.

    We always sit in the corner table opposite the cashier. From that angle, you can see everything in the room. The cashier is so angled that she cannot see us unless she turns toward us. One lunchtime Vicky was spouting out about loving it doggy and drew back to look at my laps. She saw my erection under my pants. She knew she had snared me. When no one was around she began to jerk me through my pants and said, "Oh, nice, take it out, come on." Dizzy with lust, I unzipped and out popped my hard member. Looking around quickly she dove for it and her tongue felt like it was a fistful of fingers, massaging my cock. I was anxious about being discovered but receiving a nonpareil blowjob. I held down her frizzy hair as Vicki's mouth began to fuck me. Her mouth was like a vagina and at one point I could not give a shit if the whole office walked up to us.

    Now, we fuck all over the office at odd times. The rhought of being discovered makes us both hotter.

    Each day, I look at my resume, polish it up and put it back in the folder but you must know that Vicky's sucking is just part of an indescribably searing sex package. When we fuck, and we do it in dangerous fact, for all we know the whole company is now in on us, it's like being in another world. Having my cock inside her is brilliant and while I am not an old whore-master with decades of experience I can tell this is unusual. The few women I have had don't even come close. She looks like a bony fuck but isn't. I just don't have the words. Once you're in you want to stay in.

    No one looks at Vicky as she walks by. She knows this. I just glance at her and she sometimes catches me and smiles back. I keep telling myself, "the next job offer that comes up where there is any kind of promise I'll jump ship." I keep telling myself that. Deep inside I know I'm trapped like a rabbit in a snare. I've go to see a shrink. At this point I now realize this on line confession will do shit for me. She knows she has me by the short hairs. I have to see a shrink before this whole thing explodes.

    #37495 — Comments (0) — Oct 14, 2017 at 1:03 AM — That's Juicy! (1) Remove This.
  • — If The Boss Only Knew —
    Straight Male / 36

    If the boss only knew? That old fucker, Joe Winslow, knows everything. I've been here 16 years and it's only been my sense of humor and transparency with Joe that made him move me to head up the temp workers. Joe is a self-confessed voyeur/wanker, dirty dog character. We are a pure service company and convert hard copies to digital for so much an hour. Half the staff is temporary and I have Joe convinced that most of the temps drop their jeans for jelly beans. Actually, some do but not enough to keep Joe horned out. I invent the rest for Joe, much like many of the posts on this site, written by young wankers.

    Among the temps who are old timers and return to work with us is Missy Boudine. Missy is sharp, 5'10" and slim with wide hips and a noticeable posterior, around 53 year old now, and Joe used to fuck her in the supply room years ago. Joe's wife found out about it and that was the end of that. However, Missy still comes in. Joe wants to know if I'm getting some and in order to please Joe I engaged Missy and we have had a subtle romp for years, enough for gathering material that I then exaggerate for Joe's desperate ears.

    I've told Missy about Joe wanting to hear and we have bonded in a mostly fictional sex relationship where Missy asks for Joe while fucking me. I told Joe, for example, that Missy "says," "Oh, I love doing it here with you, it reminds me of my times with Joe before his selfish wife told him to cease our joys." (a total lie).

    What is the truth is that a lot of sex by various folks has taken place in the office supply room, some in the women's toilet, but the boss knows. Thanks to me, he knows more than there really is.

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  • — If The Boss Only Knew —
    Straight Male / 22

    If he knew half of the males in the company I work for would be fired. That's because his wife Sarah who's extremely attractive, is also the biggest slut in town. She's nearly half his age and a complete sex addict. I know all this because most days when she's around, I'm the one, her latest one fucking her. In total from what she's said, she's had sex with fifteen of my colleagues, past and present. Only yesterday I fucked her in her car at the rear of office building, whilst her husband was holding an executive meeting. Fucking her in the ass, I came up her and then had her suck and lick my cock clean. Later on I watched her kiss my boss, telling him she'd see at home for dinner.

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  • — If The Boss Only Knew —
    Straight Female / 24

    Didn't know where else to post this but we all work in one office so here I am. We have no real boss here but someone comes in to check things weekly, on Fridays. This is about who I am, etc.

    We also don't have a full time accountant for goods coming in and being fulfilled by mail orders so Henry comes in on Wednesdays. Basically, I am not a head turner facially but my body, tits/ass lights up fires, I guess, because no day goes be where I am not hit upon. I told everyone I am a Lesbian. I am not. I do lean on Dolores, since she is hot for me and she helps me put on a public show to convince the horn-dogs around here. She gets to feel me up and hug me in public and knows that's all there is from me.

    What is really going on is the tight friendship people believe they are seeing between me and Henry, the accountant who comes in on Wednesdays. He had been coming in for two years since I started work and I am helping him, as always, by preparing the ledgers not in the computer. Henry is about half a foot shorter than me, looks like and behaves like Pee Wee Herman if you recall who he was. He even wears a tight, cheap gray suit and tiny, black bow tie. One day, we were in the supply room and I dropped a pen on the floor and picked it up. Henry was feet away and had seen me from behind.

    Standing up, I noticed his humongous rod between his legs, now hard and tenting his trousers. I thought, "Holy fucking shit." Sight unseen I figured little Henry for at least nine thick inches. Within weeks, I managed to drop more pens and accidentally lean against him, ass first. He did nothing but stand there like a sock puppet so finally I said, "Henry what the hell do you have there." He looked down on himself and apologized, saying that I excited him all the time.

    "Let me see" I said, taking hold of it. It vibrated like it was plugged into something. I had to have it and now Henry is my boy-toy. He comes in on Wednesdays, I suck and fuck him after work and into the night. Thursday morning I give him a good breakfast and we go back to the office, finish the books, then we usually have a quickie in the supply room before he leaves for home office. It's risky, but no one has a clue. Henry is never seen without a smile these days, thanks to me and my generous heart.

    #37327 — Comments (0) — Oct 1, 2017 at 4:28 PM — That's Juicy! (15) Remove This.
  • — If The Boss Only Knew —
    Straight Male / 34

    A couple of months back, we got a new employee, Kirsty, in our small department. She's 26 years old, and pretty tidy, although not 'drop dead gorgeous'.

    I was given the responsibility of training her up for the first few weeks and we struck up a pretty close friendship - she's been married for two years (no kids) and so I knew it was going no further than that.

    Well, a couple of weeks on, Kirsty was fully trained and ready to take on her own contracts from her own work station. We work in a pretty shitty, small office, and her desk is directly in front of mine, angled slightly from the main walkway.

    On her first solo shift, I noticed (purely by accident) that if I slid over to the far side of my workstation, I could see right across and under her desk. She was, on this particular occasion, wearing a loose fitting, knee-length skirt - I could see absolutely everything. I don't think I'll forget the sight to my dying day: she was wearing sheer nude coloured underwear, and I could plainly "read her lips."

    I immediately had to excuse myself to toilet, where I beat my meat furiously with the image of her pussy imprinted on my brain!

    Kirsty often comes to work in skirts or dresses, and these past summer months have been absolutely tremendous. Although I do feel a little guilty for being a peeping tom in this fashion.

    I overheard her last week in the tea-room telling a female co-worker that in some outfits, she "goes commando" to avoid a "vpl", though I've never seen her knickerless in the office. When she heard me brewing up behind her she turned and said "sorry, ****** I didn't know you were there" and burst out laughing. I wonder if she knows???

    Anyway, that's my confession. I just hope that the winter doesn't bring about a whole change in wardrobe, though it'd certainly give my poor battered cock a break from the two to three wanks I'm having per day!

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  • — If The Boss Only Knew —
    Straight Male / 35

    I usually don't work weekends, but last saturday I had to. Toward the end of the day I found myself alone in the bosses office with a really cute younger co-worker that I have flirted with on more than one occasion.
    One thing led to another, and we ended up having a really hot fuck session on the bosses desk.
    I stripped her down, sat her on the desk and ate her sweet pussy while I sat in the bosses chair. She got so wet her juices were running down the crack of her ass and pooling on the desk. I then stood and fucked her right there. When were done we left our pooled juices on the desk.
    Monday morning after the boss came in she asked me if anyone had been in her office because something was spilled on her desk. I told her that no one went in there as far as I knew lol.

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    Hello. And Bye.

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  • — If The Boss Only Knew —
    Straight Female / 44

    my freakin spooky weekend vacation.

    the beach view was heaven and I paid through the nose for it. just about broke my ass for it as usual living like a begger to give to others. so I paid for the holiday for me and my parents. we went on a wine tasting day outing that was bloody awful. by the first wine place I had had enough of tasting shit as I am not a drinker anyway.
    so we land at this joint called wiccabutts falls (just for the sake of this black ass page of shit). they had some weirdo halloween event scary scarecrow competition on around all the homestead and winery vineyards around the shitshow joint.

    so that night was worry about how my kidneys and liver and spleen would cope with an approx half a glass of blonk shit and the food I had to force down like as a kid for some toffee snot whore relatives wedding that was fine dining but crrap. yeh, you know what i mean.

    passted the bullshit stage by now and the promo garb and hard sell.

    so had to take a heap of liver cleanse pills and soak in the spa and heated pool and over night had a dream of a screaming woman or child or cat falling from the hotel as we were up 11 or 17 floors or so. we thought we seen MIGALOO white whale from our hotel balcony through the camera lens. so good a view. all the whales were out in the morning and afternoon.

    went to a cemetery some relatives were in and that freaked me out. found a grave with cement caved in - true sign of a vampire. several army plans and helicopters were patrolling around so worried the Koreans had planned to bomb us the fuckers. Asian fucking fuckers. they are the only fuckers fucking these days.

    then over night we hear on the news a kid fell from a hotel from the place the cemetery we went to was in same suburb - super freaked out by now.

    we nt to some pitiful farm thing that was not worth the money and a bloody serious poisonous snake freaked me out - a little too close for comfort as well as the few pythons for my liking- and then my dad falls out the train - obviously pushed by the witch at wiccabutts falls windery, however he was sober.

    shitty weekender !

    what freaky things will happen at the next shitshow break?

    #37163 — Comments (2) — Sep 18, 2017 at 11:22 PM — That's Juicy! (2) Remove This. ( * )
  • — If The Boss Only Knew —
    Straight Female / 52

    Along with Shirley, my colleague, I work in a small company as a general office assistant. The company owner, Fritz, is a sweet old fellow and I've known him for around five years. Sometimes his son, Fritz Junior who is a widower, having lost his young wife to cancer, comes in, says hello, looks the books over and leaves. He is a dream to look at and is a gentleman like his dad. I've had a maddening crush on him since I've been here (5 years). Shirley knows about it and has suggested I flirt with Junior but I lack the guts, mostly because he is 20 years younger than I am.

    I'm sure this is not much of a confession but I plan to quit my job. I just can't be around junior with this maddening crush.

    #37098 — Comments (2) — Sep 13, 2017 at 4:21 PM — That's Juicy! (4) Remove This.
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