POV: Your boss jerks off to you masturbating

The POV Video: Your Boss Jerks Off to You Masturbating

The day started like any other. You strolled into the office, coffee in hand, ready to tackle another productive day at the company. Little did you know that your boss, the elusive and mysterious Mr. Chen, had been silently obsessing over you for weeks, secretly fantasizing about your luscious body.

As you settled into your cubicle, you couldn’t shake the feeling that someone was watching you. Glancing around, you caught a glimpse of Mr. Chen’s office door subtly closing. Strange, you thought, as he had been noticeably absent all morning.

Hours passed, and your inbox piled up with work. Between emails and phone calls, you found a moment to step away from your desk for a quick break. Following a sudden surge of energy, you decided to sneak into the empty conference room, pulling the blinds shut for privacy.

Hiking up your skirt, you propped one leg up on the table, sliding your hand under your panties. The conference room suddenly felt much warmer, and you began to perspire as your clit swelled under your delicate fingers. You rubbed yourself through your soaked panties, moaning softly in pleasure.

Meanwhile, unbeknownst to you, Mr. Chen had been watching from a hidden camera in the conference room. Spotting an opening through the blind, he felt his cock swell and press painfully against his zipper. Slipping into his office, he lowered the blinds, tipping his chair back to maximize his view.

Zipping down his slacks, he watched in awe as your delicate fingers disappeared under your panties. His rock-hard erection throbbed in his hand as he began to stroke himself. His hips bucked rhythmically as he imagined himself being right there with you, penetrating your desires.

You gasped and moaned louder, feeling an intense orgasm rising within you. Waves of pleasure rippled through your body as you squirted, your juices oozing up your thighs. Your leg gave out, causing your skirt to ride up above your hips. In your post-orgasmic haze, you didn’t care who saw you.

Mr. Chen’s vision turned tunnel as his orgasm approached at an alarming rate. His breath quickened and his grip tightened on his throbbing cock. Rapidly thrusting his hips, he exploded, rope after rope of creamy cum shooting across his shirt. His world spun as his heavy balls emptied their load.

As your senses began to return, you stood up, smoothing out your rumpled clothes. Your legs trembled slightly from your intense climax. Nervously brushing strands of hair from your face, you halfway expected to see footprints on the blinds across the room. Oddly, nothing seemed out of place.

Tiptoeing out of the conference room, you couldn’t shake the feeling of being watched. Looking towards Mr. Chen’s office, you noticed the blindsLowered and the door closed. An image of his chiseled face flitted through your mind. Surely it wasn’t him… or was it?

You secretly hoped it had been him, feeling a strange sense of power over the mysterious and alluring Mr. Chen. Teasing thoughts of seduction and control flowed through your mind as you smugly returned to your desk.

Meanwhile, Mr. Chen sat behind his desk, a self-satisfied smirk forming on his lips. He loved the thrill of voyeurism that a hidden camera provided, but his desires went much deeper than mere watching. He knew his devilish ways with women, combined with his domineering nature, would surely lead him to yourSubmissive desires soon enough. For now, this little episode would have to suffice. Smiling to himself, he thought, “whew, things are heating up around here, I see.”