MY NEW BOSS, a short story by Curt Farrier
The boss called me into her office for the first time three and a half weeks after I started working at ChemCo. I had, met her before, of course, during the course of my duties as an Administrative Assistant for the Marketing Department where she was a Junior Vice President.
Ms. Dentross, was a forty something brunette, who dressed very well, obviously took care of her physical appearance, and seemed to be the epitome of a female executive. Friendly, yet professionally aloof, she smiled easily, and always made it a point to speak to everyone in the department.
It was almost five o’clock on a Thursday afternoon, when the phone on my desk rang, and caller ID announced that Allison D. was on the other end of the connection. She asked if I was in a hurry to leave that afternoon, and when I responded that no, I had no place in particular I needed to be, she asked if I would come to her office and give her a hand with something.
I left my desk, and headed through the maze of cubicles toward her office in the rear of the work area. As I went, I passed the majority of my co-workers, each headed home for the day. Upon arriving at her office area, I noticed immediately the quiet. The low-keyed buzz of conversation that I was used to was conspicuously absent. Ms. Dentross’s door was partially closed; though when I lightly knocked and pushed it open, she motioned me to come in and sit down in one of the chairs in front of her desk.
She asked how I was, and how the job was going, as she rose from behind her desk, straightening her tight knee length black skirt, and walking around her desk to stand in front of me. I smiled, and answered that everything was going very well. She asked, once again, if I was sure I didn’t mind staying for a while this evening, and I responded that I definitely had no place that I needed to be.
She leaned backwards, resting on the edge of her desk, and smiled, “I have something that I can use your help with; it seems that I’ve no place better to be either. Nobody at home waiting for me, and nothing to do once I get there, quite frankly, I’m bored”.
“I think I know just where you are headed with this” I replied smiling, “I would love to help out.” I rose from my seat, and went to the office door. I quietly closed it, pressing the latch as I did, and turned to face her. The smile on her face, and the look of gratitude at my understanding turned into a flushed look of excitement, as I moved to her side, and pulled her body close to mine. Grabbing the back of her head, my fingers grabbed a hand full of her hair, and roughly pushed our lips together. We passionately kissed for several moments, until she pushed me away. “It’s been too long,” she said breathlessly; she placed her hands on my shoulders and pushed me to my knees in front of her “I need to get off now.”
Her fingers quickly pulled the zipper of her skirt down, the cloth slipped off her smooth hips, to puddle around her ankles. As she stepped out of the skirt, I admired the tight black bikini panties just inches from my face, smelled the scent of her perfume, mixed with her musk, and noticed the wet spot, which had already darkened the material between her legs.
I leaned forward slightly, bringing my forehead into contact with her flat stomach, at the same time my hands moved to her waist, and pulled the panties to her ankles. Pulling back, I looked her in the eyes; “Get your sweet ass up on that desk,” I demanded. Smiling, she pulled herself up to sit on the edge of her desk, as I moved forward, and lifted each of her legs over my shoulders. Suddenly, I buried my face between her legs, making no pretext of foreplay, my tongue immediately entered her, pushed as deeply as I could get it inside of her, and then pulled back to roughly lick her swollen clitoris.
She moaned loudly and cursed under her breath; her hands moved to the back of my head and pushed my face into her, smothering me between her legs. I pulled back, and once again, began to stimulate her clit with the tip of my tongue, circling its swollenness, flicking it over and over again. Her hips moved side to side, and then began to move in time with my licking. I felt the climax coming even before she muttered, “Oh god, yes, I’m going to come”. Her juices mixed with my saliva, and bathed my mouth in steaming wetness. My tongue entered her again, probing deeply, I replaced it with two fingers inserted quickly, before my tongue moved back to her swollen clit, and continued to stimulate her. My fingers probed deeply, moving in and out of her, one moment, as deep as I could push them, the next pulling almost completely out of her wet, nearly dripping opening. Her first climax came shortly after, the muscles deep inside of her grabbing my fingers, her lubricants, running onto my tongue, and down my chin. A guttural snarl escaped her, as her hips thrust forward and pushed onto my face. The pressure of her hands on the back of my head increased, until I had to slap her hip, as a reminder, in order to keep from suffocating.
I continued to tongue her clitoris, as the waves of climax passed through her body. Taking it into my mouth, I sucked and lightly nibbled her, while my fingers continued to enter her, and probe. Her climax continued, her body spasming in release, moans came from deep in her throat, as her hips moved side-to-side and thrust forward, riding the waves of her climax.
Several moments later, her thrusting subsided; her body began to tremble, and the pressure of her hands on the back of my head lessened. I stood, wiping my face on my shirt, and stepped forward between her legs. My hands moved to her breasts, massaging them through the lightweight blue fabric. She leaned backwards, resting her hands behind her on the desk, and threw her head back, wordlessly inviting me to kiss her throat. As my lips moved to her throat and then to her ear lobe, my fingers quickly unbuttoned her shirt, exposing a lace trimmed cotton bra, which fastened in the front. The bra was quickly undone, and her breasts spilled into my waiting hands, which gently massaged their roundness, my thumbs finding her erect nipples, and brushing them. I paused for a moment and quickly unhooked my belt, along with the button holding my pants together. A moment later my pants, and underwear were at my knees, my erection standing stiffly pointed to her moist heated lips still virtually dripping from a few minutes before.
I leaned into her, the head of my penis touching her opened lips, and slowly pushed forward. I entered her effortlessly, sliding deep within her with one quick thrust. My hips remained motionless, as I admired her beauty, and moving my hands, once again, to her breasts, my fingers, once again, to her nipples, I stared into her half closed eyes, and knew that she was well on her way to another climax
My hips pulled back, exposing my shaft, which glistened from the moisture that we had created, and then thrust forward, driving my purple head deep inside of her again, after I moment I pulled backwards again, and thrust forward again. In and out of her I alternately plunged, and retreated, the motion nearly effortless, but nevertheless having its desired effect on her. She wrapped her legs around my hips, pulling me more deeply into her with each thrust, her eyes closed, and her mouth partially open as she panted lightly, My fingers switched from massaging her erect nipples to rolling, and pinching them, sending shockwaves of pleasure through her.
After several minutes of our bodies slapping together, our pubic hair mingling, and my shaft diving to new depths with each thrust, my climax approached. The excitement spread from my testicles upwards, the explosion sneaking closer and closer with each thrust. She was as close; her legs pulled me tighter, her panting was more pronounced, and her nipples were as erect as ever. Her lubricating juices flowed freely, soaking both of our pubic areas with steamy wetness. I continued to thrust deeply, pausing for shorter and shorter times, my movements nearly constant now, as our groins slapped together. Suddenly, my moment arrived; I felt the first hot jets of my climax spill into her as her eyes fluttered open, and, with a deep groan, she released herself as well.
We climaxed together, our wetness, mixing deep inside of her, further lubricating our heated thrusting, I continued to shoot burning white heat from my shaft, as I shuddered, and cursed lightly. I thrust forward again, and then once again, ending, standing stiffly against her, pushed as deep as I had been yet, inside her, as the last few drops were milked from me by her contracting muscles.
She wrapped he arms around my neck, and as we shivered through the last few seconds of climax. We kissed, our tongues probing inside of each other’s mouths, our gasping pants, mingling, in our mouths.
Finally, we pulled apart, each of us quickly finding, and straightening our clothes. When we were both completely together, she walked to the door, and opened it. With a smile on her face, she thanked me for helping her out, and asked if she could count on me the next time she needed something. I responded, that of course she could, all she needed to do was call.
As I walked to my car in the parking lot, I thought to myself that I was really going to enjoy working here.
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