1. What happens in Abu Dhabi, stays in Abu Dhabi


    Date: 6/13/2016, Categories: Office Sex, Author: PervertedPA, Rating: 7, Source: LushStories

    realised given his head was on my shoulder. I fidgeted in my seat a little, hoping it would encourage him to continue his journey but it seemed to have the opposite effect and his hand moved off my thigh completely. The incident went completely unacknowledged, much to my pussy’s disappointment. I thought that this may be a sign of things to come, though I was mistaken. The first three weeks of our stay was incredibly stressful as we dealt with all aspects of setting the office up. I was lucky as I had weekends off, which I used to explore Abu Dhabi as well as Dubai and Muscat. Alex wasn’t so lucky and was expected to work all through. He was really stressed but we tried to have dinner together on the evenings he or I weren’t busy networking with potential clients and contacts. By the time it got to our last week, we both felt as though our time out there was coming to a close a little too quickly. We had dinner together in the hotel restaurant, commenting how it was only five days until we would be going back. “I haven’t even seen the sights at all!!” Alex complained “Sure you will have plenty of other opportunities to come here and make amends,” I said “That’s easy for you to say when you’re looking really brown and have had weekends away,” he joked. “I’m whiter than when I came out here.” “Don’t be silly, you look great!” I said, holding his gaze a little longer than I should have. We both held each other’s gaze until his phone rang and broke the tension. He held his finger ...
    up to his mouth, which meant it was the wife. He’d already told me he’d lied to her about me going. “Ah that’s the old ball and chain happy. She said to wish you better,” he said. When she’d called the office in London to speak to me and I wasn’t there, we had to lie that I had been taken ill. I hated lying but he was the boss, so I played along. “Ha yeah, I’m feeling so ill,” I said sarcastically, stretching as I spoke, “I'm going to head to bed now I think.” “Not so fast, we’ve got that report to finish. We said we’d do it after dinner,” Alex reminded me. I had conveniently forgotten that after having several glasses of wine. “Sure, you’re the boss,” I said as we both stood up and headed for the lift. He went to put his arm on the small of my back as we waited for the lift, but I had to remind him it was not acceptable here. These little touches here and there had become apparent on this trip, in private areas of course, and whilst I didn’t encourage it, I also didn’t discourage it. Once in his room, I kicked my shoes off and took off the wrap I had taken to wearing to cover up my cleavage and shoulders in public places. I could see his eyes look at me, or rather my chest, as I did so. I smiled my cheekiest smile and winked, before telling him we had to get down to work and sat at the desk in his suite. It was midnight before we were done. Alex was lying on his back on the sofa, which was just behind the desk. He punched the air in delight when we were finally done, and we ...
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