Sleeping with the Boss

“I can’t promise you anything, Heather. I told you that.”

“I know. I didn’t say I loved you, Julian. Don’t be egotistical,” she said. Her fingers were crossed by her side. She wasn’t lying really.

He stared at her for a little while longer. “As long as you know the score.”

“You’re against commitment and prefer to sow your wild oats until you fall down dead, old and alone. I get it, Julian. I’m good for however long your dick gets hard for me. Now will you get off me so I can shower? I’ve got grime, work sweat, and everything else.” She shoved at his chest. Julian moved off her giving her space to move. He caught her wrist not letting her get out of the way.

“I’ve got you all weekend, Heather. We’ll share the shower.”

“Come on then.” She tugged him off the bed. Her nakedness no longer bothered her.

He got up to stand next to her, his hand going to her cheek for her to look at him. “The last thing I want is to hurt you. I care for you, Heather.”

“I know. Sometimes caring isn’t enough, but for now it’s more than I want.”

They took a shower together, then made love before falling asleep in each other’s arms. Heather lay curled up against his chest as he held her.

****

On Saturday Julian took her for a tour of the small island. They walked the beach without a care in the world. He was reeling from the shock of their situation. The women in his life never made him feel anything like the way Heather was doing. She made him want to be with her in the longer term. Each time he thought he was getting closer to moving on, the stronger his feelings grew.

Until Heather entered his life, he hadn’t allowed a woman to sleep in his bed while he lay with her. Thursday night was the first time since they’d begun their affair that he’d slept alone. He didn’t like it. Her warm heat kept him at peace during the cold nights.

The sun had set on their last night together. He stroked her hair where she lay on the bed.

“I never thought I’d enjoy summer during winter.” She smiled.

“I wouldn’t have come without you. I’ve enjoyed our time together,” he said.

“It has been fun. Considering you’re an old man you know how to keep up.” She reached between his thighs to stroke his cock. Julian closed his eyes for a split second to enjoy her ministrations. He loved her hands on him. There was a lot about her that he loved. No, liked. He didn’t love anyone. Care was as far as he was willing to admit. All other emotions were pointless.

Why?

He cut the thought off before it had chance to spoil his last night with Heather. She’d been teasing him all day about her ass, making sly comments. He knew she’d been watching scenes of anal sex. She hadn’t deleted the links from his study computer at home. He liked the fact she was thinking about going further with him. The thought of her thinking about him while she watched the videos, turned him on.

She lay naked. Their last love-making session permeated the air. He stroked down her back to her ass, cupping the cheeks. She gave a moan. “You love my ass, don’t you?”

“Who wouldn’t?” He gave her left ass cheek a light tap. Her ass went a slightly pale shade of red, which quickly faded. Julian moved down the bed to attend as much attention to her ass as possible. “Open your legs.”

Heather did as he asked. He loved how responsive she was with him. The bond between them was growing with every passing day.

“Are you going to f**k my ass?” she asked.

“Would you like me to f**k this ass?” He ran his fingers down her crack to her soaking wet pu**y.

“You’ve been talking about it for days now.”

“That’s not an answer, baby. Do you want me to f**k your ass?” He cupped her ass in his hands, spreading her cheeks wide.

She gave a guttural groan, her head buried in the sheets in front of her. He didn’t do anything else other than touch her intimately.

“I’m not going to go any further, Heather. You’ve got to beg me for it.”

“I can’t,” she said.

Julian leaned over to her ear. “Yes, you can. All you need to do is say, ‘Julian, f**k my ass please’. And I’ll make you scream as I f**k your hot little ass.”

He waited several moments for her to ask. While he was waiting, he played with her body. She responded to his touch instantly.

“Julian, will you f**k my ass?” she asked.

“Yes.” He nibbled at her neck, biting down. His c**k pulsed with renewed arousal. When she was shaking with pleasure, he reached for the drawer where he’d stored the lube he needed. She was dripping wet, but the lube would provide extra lubrication to help him through.

He rolled her over, her tits capturing his eye. Julian cupped her br**sts in his palms. His thumb and finger teasing the buds of her ni**les. She moaned, and her legs opening wider. He gazed down to see her juicy pu**y open for him.

Running his hands up and down her body, he leaned down and kissed her. “Thank you,” he said.

“For what?”

“For trusting me.” For her first time he wanted to stare into her eyes. He kissed her deeply on the lips. His tongue plunged inside her mouth as he caressed her whole body. He wanted her like jelly when he took her ass.

She gave him everything he asked. Her body lay relaxed beneath him. He knew she trusted him with her body and her ass. The fact she’d never allowed another man into such a delicate part of her body meant a lot to him. He ran his hands down to her slit.

He fingered her cl*t teasing her. In no time at all he had her whimpering and thrusting against him.

“Please, don’t make me wait, Julian. I want you inside me.”

“Tell me why?” he asked.

She sent him a frustrated glare. He chuckled but didn’t budge from teasing her clit. Heather needed to open up more. He liked seeing her lose control. Julian knew she liked it when he lost control.

“Because I’ve spent all my spare time preparing for this. You’ve had your fingers up my ass, and I’ve watched it. I’m ready, Julian. Please, f**k my ass.” She yelled the last bit at him.

He unscrewed the lid of the lube and smeared some on his fingers. “I’ve got to start by getting you well lubed up. I don’t want to hurt you. Grab a pillow, and put it under your ass.” Julian waited for her to follow his orders.

She put the pillow under her.

“Lift your legs up.” She followed his instructions. “This will feel a little cold at first.”