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"What are your initiatives to make up the deficit, Olivia?"

As Olivia updated the team, John looked over to Swati and whispered, "You OK, boss?"

Swati put on her best smile and looked him in the eyes. "Of course, why do you ask?"

"It sounded like you had hurt yourself in your office this morning. And I don't think you've ever locked your door before."

"Oh, that..." she stammered a laugh. "I must have locked the door by accident. Don't know how that happened. And I guess I need to declutter my desk. I moved one thing, it slid into another, and by domino affect the files on the edge fell on the floor. Really, everything's fine."

"OK, boss. Just let me know if anything's up. You're always here for us. We're here for you if you need anything."

Swati simply thanked him and turned her attention back to Olivia. But before she could refocus on the topic at hand, her cell phone buzzed. Resting on the table, it caught the attention of the entire office, who simply smiled and continued on. It had happened to each of them at one point. Swati still offered a courtesy apology before flipping the phone over and unlocking it.

The text opened up and Swati went pale. There, occupying the entire screen, was the image Rico had captured earlier that day. He legs splayed on top of her desk. Her pussy gaping and oozing her juices. Her right hand was grasping her right breast in ecstasy. Her body exhibited enough proof of her pleasure, but for total assurance there was a puddle of pussy cream on the desk between her legs.

"Boss?" John asked.

Swati jumped. "Uh, yes?"

"You OK? You look like you've seen a ghost!"

Swati looked around the room and realized that everyone was staring at her.

"Yeah, boss. You've become all flush. Want me to grab you a water?" Olivia asked.

Swati, light-headed, scanned the room until she noticed something out the window in the hallway. Rico was standing there, in a spot where only she could see him, dangling her thong for her to see. He had it draped over his middle finger, then quickly curled it into a ball, gave it an obscene, long sniff, then turned out of sight. Her phone buzzed again.

"My office, now," the text read.

"Um, yeah, I am feeling a bit light-headed, actually. I think I'll just step outside for a moment," Swati said by way of excusing herself.

"You want one of us to walk with you?" John asked.

"No, thank you. Please carry on from here."

On shaky legs, Swati left the room and made her way down the hall to Rico's office. The door was open, and he was sitting back in his chair with his legs up on his desk. Her thong was packed tightly in his fist, and he was smiling at her. She had the keen sense that he was smiling about whatever it was he was about to do to her. She wanted to confront him for this inappropriate behavior. She couldn't deny that she craved his overtures, but he should not disrupt her work. Before she could protest, he spoke first.

"What did you tell them?" he asked.

"What? Tell who? About what?"

"What did you tell the team? What excuse did you give for leaving?"

"Oh...I, uh...I told them that I was feeling flush and needed to grab some water.

Rico got up from behind his desk.

"Stay right here," he said, then left her in his office. Swati could not believe how quickly this had escalated. Not only was she having an affair, and not only was she submissive to this dominant man, but now he was bossing her around in her own office place. A familiar dampness announced itself between her legs, and she hung her head in shame. She was becoming one of the characters in her favorite Literotica stories.

Rico returned with two cups of water from the water cooler and placed them on his desk.

"Have to keep up appearances," he said. "Now, have a seat. I want you to tell me what happened between you and your husband after you left my house."

Swati was stunned. "What? Why? Rico, I don't want to talk about that." What she wanted was to get fucked.

"I told you right before you left my house that, a

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