I'm Dying At My Desk Waiting For My Boss To Pay Attention To Me

27 year old lesbian here. I work in the accounting department of a large office. Our boss is a fifty year old dirty old man. He talks dirty to us, how are you pussies doing today, type of stuff. He's funny and everyone says to just let it pass. He asked me if I was really a lesbian, because I had woman tits and a woman's ass and he would like nothing better than getting ahold of my tits. It was too much for me so I reported him to HR. HR made him take sensitivity training, again.

I have to take papers into him to review and approve. He grabbed me from behind and shut the door with his foot. One arm under my arm, grabbing me by the tit. The other hand down my front rubbing my clit. I can't escape, I yell but no one comes. I'm fighting, kicking in the air, he nails me hard against the desk so I can't move and continues to rub my clit with his hand. I lose it, I got into this seizure like orgasm, I'm shaking and he has to hold me up so I don't end up on the floor.

It is impossible for me to want to be orgasmed like that again. I got into a semi anxiety attack when he pins me down and I know there is only one way it is going to end. He has never let me drop to the ground, holds me up, but I weight 160 and one of these times I'm going down. I get my ass humped a lot and it takes me a long while to recover from these 'seizures'. I never know which day he is going to orgasm me again.

He took a week off with his wife. I've rubbed myself silly but I can't seem to trigger an orgasm right now. I'm waiting, sitting here, I can hear him down the hall and I'm so wet I feel like I've peed in my pants. I've already nodded at him, I'm here, I wore easy pants for him to rub me through, I never wear jeans any more. I haven't gotten much done since I heard him come down the hall.

I feel like an idiot writing this, but I'm hooked and I can't tear myself loose.