Sleeping with the Boss

Before she left the car he requested she wear a thong with a skirt. She’d shot him a look of annoyance. He expected her to argue with him. Instead, she nodded her head then got out of the car.

He couldn’t recall a time when Wednesday mornings were so much fun. The middle of the week was usually a bore to him. Heather kept everything fresh. He chuckled, thinking of the way she’d turned on him, tickling him back. It had been so long since someone fought him back. He liked it. Other women would have lain there pouting at him. Most of the women he dated were cold on the outside as well as on the inside.

Heather is different, and you’re going to break her.

Julian shook off his negative thoughts determined to see the positive. He got to work before all of his non security employees. The security team working at the front desk gave him a nod of acknowledgement. He went straight up to his office.

Opening the blinds he allowed the morning sunshine to penetrate the office. He closed the blinds out to the office and left his door open for him to see Heather.

Firing up the computer, he answered the most important emails first. In no time at all, he was too involved in his work. He didn’t see his employees arriving or Heather.

She came in with the scent of coffee with her. His cup was placed in front of him dragging him out of the emails. He caught her wrist before she got chance to escape. She wore a light designer scarf around her neck.

“Why are you wearing that?” he asked. She fingered the scarf.

“You weren’t gentle.” Heather looked out the door before untying the scarf. He saw one side of her neck had his love bite. Julian recalled sucking on her neck that morning but didn’t think of the consequences. His c**k thickened with approval.

“I wonder if I could cover your body with my love bites,” he said. Her ni**les hardened.

“This isn’t fair, Julian. How can I concentrate?”

He checked to make sure they weren’t being observed through the door. “Feel for yourself. How can I concentrate?” He placed her hand over his thick cock. “Are you wet for me?”

She nodded her head.

“Can I feel?”

“What?” He pulled her close so her back was to his desk and the door. Julian kept an eye on the door then pushed his hand under her skirt. Her ass cheeks were exposed. She’d worn the thong he asked. He smiled before moving the lace out of the way and sinking two fingers inside her hot cunt. She gripped him. A sigh escaped her as he pumped his fingers into her body.

“You’re lovely and wet.”

“Julian, this isn’t fair.”

“Come to me at lunchtime when everyone leaves.” He instructed her then removed his hand from under her skirt. His fingers glistened from her cum. Julian sucked them into his mouth. He moaned from her musky taste. “At lunchtime when everyone leaves.”

She left him. Her face was flushed, her h*ps swaying with each step. He smiled. Heather was turning into a more pleasant distraction than he could ever have imagined.

For the rest of the morning he spent a great deal of time gazing at the clock. The hands wouldn’t move fast enough for him. Her voice kept reaching him inside his office. His c**k didn’t go down. He left to go to his personal bathroom in his office.

He locked the door and stared at his mirror. His personal bathroom was the one part he’d demanded inside the design of his office. Julian opened a drawer where he kept many useful things. He grabbed the tube of lube then went back to his desk. Another hour and Heather would be all his.

The lube went into his top drawer. He lifted the phone and finished off some business. With himself distracted the time went by quickly. Heather appeared at his door.

“Come in and lock the door,” he said.

“I thought we weren’t going to do anything in the office?” She closed then locked the door.

“Come here. We’re not doing anything while others are in the office. Most of them have left for lunch. The building shuts down for an hour, and I’ve got you all to myself.”

She walked round the desk to him. He pushed his chair back giving her room.

“Sit on my desk.”

“You’re giving a lot of demands.”

“I’m the boss, and you’re on my time. I’m in charge.”

“When will I get to be in charge?” she asked.

“Not when I’m in charge.” He lifted her onto his desk. “First I want to see that pu**y I’ve been thinking about all morning.”

Her skirt went to her waist, and then he opened her legs. He pushed her thong to the end of her pu**y and gazed at her juicy slit. She was wet, her cl*t swollen and her cunt begging for his cock. Her scent permeated the air.

“Look at that pretty pu**y. You’re so wet. I’m hungry, Heather. I need to have a taste.” He leaned in and swiped his tongue from her entrance up to her clit.

She whimpered. He took her legs in his hand and rested them on his thighs. Julian tasted her musky cum, her taste gliding down his tongue as he licked her clit. She was addictive to his obsessive personality.

“You’re so damn tasty.” He pressed three fingers into her tight cunt watching as she expanded around him. His c**k kicked inside his pants letting him know how much he wanted to sink into her.

“That’s it, baby, feel me inside you. Do you want my cock?” he asked.

“I want your cock.” She broke off on a moan.

Julian licked her pu**y one final time then stood up. He unzipped his pants and pulled out his length. Desire along with lust was urging him on. He lifted her off his desk then turned her so her tummy was pressed over the desk. Julian arranged her skirt up around her waist. Her pale ass was exposed for him, the thin piece of her thong visible between her ass cheeks. He moved the thong out of the way, and the puckered hole of her ass was visible to him. For several seconds he admired her ass and knew he’d claim that hole for himself.

Taking hold of his length, he ran the tip of his dick against her cl*t then down to her cunt. He pushed the head inside her feeling her wet heat surround him.

He held her h*ps then pressed all of his length into her cunt. She moaned.

“No one can hear us.” Julian covered her mouth with one of his hands. “But you’re going to have to keep your voice down.”

She nodded her head. When he was satisfied he released her mouth. He pulled out of her body seeing his c**k glide out of her body. Julian registered he wasn’t wearing a condom, but he couldn’t bring himself to pull out of her heat to wear a condom. He knew he was being a complete bastard, but the feel of her snug heat felt so good. Julian knew he could become addicted to her cunt wrapped around his cock. The condom would take so much away from the sensation of the moment.