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The New Boss

By: iraussieguy



Joe rushed into my office and asked, "Simon, have you heard the bad news?"

"What bad news is that Joe?" I asked with a quite audible sigh.

"The new boss starting next week, Chris Smale?"

"Yes I know that Joe, Chris Smale, the mystery man, what about him?"

"It's Christine Smale not Christopher, our new boss is a female." Joe said with a look of disgust on his face.

I laughed at my worried colleague, "As long as she is better than Peter was, I honestly don't care Joe."

Joe grimaced and left to find someone more sympathetic to his news. The wholesale toy distributing company we were employed by had needed a new general manager for years. The board had recently sacked the old manager Peter Wirth, much to the delight of most of the employees, myself included. I decided to keep an open mind on Chris Smale and see what effect our new manager would have on the running and profitability of the company.

Christine Smale started in her new position the following Monday and immediately created a buzz of excitement through the office and warehouse. The managing director introduced her to the staff at a group meeting before the commencement of work. Our new general manager was short, about five feet six inches, with a very shapely figure covered by a smart, dark blue business suit. Her blonde hair was tied back tight while her green eyes looked directly at each person as the introductions took place. A genuine looking smile greeted each employee along with a firm handshake. 

All the males were immediately attracted to our attractive new boss but one thing worried me right from the start. Chris looked far too young to manage a busy company like ours, surely she couldn't be out of her late twenties? How could anyone that age have the business savvy and experience needed for her position? My thoughts were interrupted by her maiden speech to the staff.

"Thank you for the warm welcome everybody, I look forward to meeting you all individually over the next few weeks." She smiled and looked around the group. "Please be assured that I do not intend to make changes in any department without consulting the people concerned. I want us all to work as a team and make this company an efficient and agreeable workplace. Ok, everybody let's get rolling and thank you again for the welcome." With those few words Christine left the group and retired to her office with the managing director.

Over the next couple of weeks some of my concerns about Chris' age disappeared as she made small but effective changes to some of the departments. Today it was my turn for an in-depth interview about my position of warehouse and dispatch manager. I re-checked my papers to make sure I had everything I needed for our meeting and knocked on her door at exactly four p.m. as required. I entered at her call and for the next hour we went over my job description with a fine-toothed comb. 

At five o'clock we could hear the staff leaving for the regular Friday drinks at the local pub. Chris' secretary Rita knocked and put her head around the door and said goodnight.

"Do you want to get away Simon?" Chris asked. "We can finish this Monday if you like."

"I'm fine to keep going if you are." I replied as Rita disappeared.

"Good, thank you. I want to discuss the build up of orders at the end of each day in the store, some of our customers are waiting too long for their goods." Chris looked serious, "Is it a labor problem?"

"I have tried to get some changes in the store and dispatch area for years but your predecessor wouldn't listen to me." I replied. "It's definitely not the staff, Bill and Steve are excellent workers and very loyal."

"That's the impression I have too." Chris said with a smile. "Why wouldn't Peter Wirth try your ideas?"

"To be honest Chris, because if Peter didn't have the idea himself, then changes never happened."

Chris smiled and nodded as if I had confirmed her own opinion. "Ok tell me your ideas Simon, like a beer while we talk?" She reached under her desk and pulled off her shoes. "Ah that's better."

"A beer would be great." I replied as my guarded respect for my new boss increased a little more. "I have some drawings of the warehouse that I hope will make my ideas clear to you."

Chris took two cold cans of beer from her small office fridge and we sipped as she listened attentively to my ideas.

"The main problem is that our biggest selling items are stored way down the back away from the packing area." I explained. "Bill and Steve spend too much time walking up and down the aisles, and it's tiring too."

For the next twenty minutes I showed Chris how a simple swapping of the popular lines with the slowing selling items would save a large amount of time and energy every day.

"Excellent work Simon, how long would it take to change the stock around?"

"Bill, Steve and I could do it in one day." I answered confidently.

"But then we lose a complete day's dispatch?" Chris queried.

"Not if we do it on a Saturday," I replied, "The boys will have to be paid overtime of course, but they are willing to work."

"Stuff the overtime costs, it has to be done." Chris replied with a smile, "Can it be done next weekend?"

"Yes, no problem, I've already asked the boys if they are free."

"Excellent Simon, go for it." Chris said cheerfully, "And thank you for your presentation, simply done and well prepared. I am impressed with your work, unlike a few of your colleagues, who will remain nameless at this time. I'm sorry, I shouldn't have said that last bit, it must be the beer, keep it confidential please."

"Of course Chris." I grinned, secretly pleased that there could be some changes coming. "I'll arrange for Bill and Steve for next Saturday and thanks for the beer." I gathered up my papers and continued. "And if I may say so, it's great to have a manager who actually listens to the staff, thank you."

"Thank you Simon, I'm always open for good, sensible ideas." Chris searched for her shoes under the desk. "Time we hit the road, it's been a busy week, have a good weekend won't you?"

"Thanks Chris you too." I left her office and made my way home in a very happy frame of mind, things were looking good at work after too many years of inaction.

Steve, Bill and myself started at 7.00pm the following Saturday and worked hard with only a short break for lunch. Both storemen could see the advantages in changing their area around and worked enthusiastically until the job was completed around 4.00pm. The three of us were standing admiring our work as the door through to the office opened and Chris walked into the warehouse carrying a six pack of beer in each hand. She looked stunning in a black suit with white blouse. The skirt was very short, well above her knees and black stockings showed off her shapely legs.

"Hello Simon, Bill, Steve, have you finished already?" Chris asked.

"Yes, Bill and Steve worked very well, we finished a few minutes ago." I replied, aware of the effect Chris was having on the boys. "We are ready to go Monday morning."

"Excellent work, here have a pack each, I thought you could use a cold drink." Chris smiled as she handed a pack to each of the workers. "Put your finish time down as five o'clock." She added almost as an afterthought.

Bill and Steve were grinning like Cheshire cats as they thanked Chris and myself before leaving to go home. 

"You've won them." I grinned. "I'll lock up."

Chris just smiled at me then walked down the aisles inspecting our work as I locked the warehouse doors.

"Great job Simon, that should make things far more efficient, come into my office and have a beer?"

"Thanks, I could do with one, I'll just wash and clean myself up a bit first."

I followed Chris' swaying arse in the tight skirt into the office area, happy that I was going to spend some more time with my sexy boss. After a wash and tidy up I walked into Chris' office to find her sitting behind her desk with her jacket off. The white blouse was a see through material and a lace bra could be seen clearly through the fabric. I sank gratefully in the chair as she passed a beer over to me.

"You're dressed very smartly for a Saturday." I commented while trying to keep my eyes off her extremely well filled bra.

"I went to a morning wedding of an old school friend with lunch and all the speeches afterwards at a restaurant." Chris replied with a smile. "I was on my way home and thought I'd call in and see how you were going. So Simon, what's your story?" 

"My story?" I asked, surprised by the question.

"Yes, I know so little about you, tell me about yourself."

"Oh, well, I'm single, I got close to being married about eighteen months ago but we called it off, a mutual decision. I live alone, no current girlfriend at the moment." 

"Interests? Hobbies?" Chris seemed genuinely interested.

"I play a bit of golf, I like home decorating and gardening. I like all sorts of music but not opera or rap, I enjoy cooking, and movies and I love to drive out in the countryside. Oh and I do a bit of short story writing too." I smiled and decided to find out more about my lovely boss. "And what about you Chris?"

"Oh, tit for tat is it?" Chris smiled as she stretched her arms above her head, tightening the blouse even more over her breasts. "Ok fair enough, I can't be the secret boss forever can I?'

"Whatever you tell me remains between us." I replied, trying in vain to stop staring at her chest.

"Yes I know that Simon, I know you are one I can trust here. Ok, I'm thirty-three, and yes I know I look younger. I'm divorced and live with my parents at the moment while I search for a place of my own. Shifting from interstate to back home has been full of little problems and living with my parents is just one of them." 

"They treat you like you are a teenager." I laughed, relaxing as I finished the can of beer.

"Oh yes! You are so right." Chris sighed and smiled, "I love them so much but........, anyway, I love the theatre and movies, walks on the beach, eating out and picnics with a nice bottle of wine and good conversation." She paused and looked at me for a few seconds before asking, "I also love giving and receiving oral sex and I love being spanked, what about you?"

I blushed bright red and my mouth must have dropped open in surprise.

"Shut your mouth Simon, the wind might change. I really took you by surprise didn't I?" Chris seemed so cool and confident. 

"Ummmm y'yes you sure did." I managed to stammer while I tried to gather my thoughts. "What a question out of the blue." 

Chris loosened a button on her blouse and opened the collar to display some more curved smooth skin. "Judging by the way you've been ogling my breasts I guess you are a tit man, right?"

I decided to fight fire with fire. "Well that blouse shows your lace bra so clearly, you have been teasing me something awful. Yes, from what I can see you do have lovely breasts, but I also love a nice arse like the one I followed in from the factory."

"Touché Simon, yes I have been teasing you and it's been making me very horny." Chris smiled sexily again, "My panties are the same lace as my bra, would you like to see?"

I nodded as my cock strained against my pants, I could not believe my luck, the new boss was propositioning me!

Chris swiveled her chair sideways and beckoned me with a finger to come around the desk. I struggled to my feet, unable to hide the erection in my pants and walked the few paces around the desk. As I stood and watched she grasped the bottom of her mini skirt and slowly pulled it up to her waist, sure enough the white panties matched the lace bra. Chris then raised her right leg and rested it on the shelves behind her desk, slipping a couple of fingers under her panties and rubbing her pussy

My boss looked directly at my erection, licked her lips and asked, "Obviously you are enjoying the view Simon, are you circumcised?"

Once again I nodded as I gazed at the sexiest sight of my lifetime.

"Mmmmmm, I love the feel of a smooth cock sliding in and out of my mouth, the round knob with its little hole, and the shaft with the veins standing out. You'd better sit down again Simon, before you fall down." 

I staggered back to my chair as Chris rose to stand in front of her desk. Quickly she loosened the remaining buttons of her blouse, pulled it out from the confines of her skirt and opened it to show the low cut bra. She smiled as I gazed at the revealed cleavage of her beautiful firm breasts then she pulled the lace material down to allow her breasts to fall free. Small hard nipples stood out from the dark aureole as Chris moved a few steps back to sit on the leather couch. I moved to stand and go over to her but she held up a hand like a policeman directing traffic so I remained sitting on the chair. To my surprise Chris opened her handbag and removed a lipstick and small mirror.

"Patience Simon, this won't take long." Chris said as she applied bright red colour to her lips. With an evil giggle she continued, "I love to leave red marks down your cock, I can't deep throat but I love to see how much I can get into my mouth. And it's a reminder for you when you get home."

"Perhaps you need regular practice?" I said boldly.

"Maybe I do, but let's not get ahead of ourselves." Chris said as she finished applying the gloss. "Watch me Simon."

"As if I would be looking anywhere else." I retorted.

Chris just smiled at me again as she slipped out of the blouse and quickly removed her bra. Leaning back onto the couch she raised her hips and slipped the white panties and mini skirt down her slim legs. Again I licked my lips as I stared at her trimmed pubic hair and lovely large breasts. Chris moaned as she grasped her left breast in both hands and raised the nipple so she could flick it with the tip of her tongue. Dressed only in the black elastic topped stockings my sexy boss slipped off the couch onto the floor and crawled over to me on hands and knees with her large breasts swaying free.

Chris stopped just short of me and looked into my eyes with an expression of lust. "I may be in charge in the office Simon, but I'm quite submissive in the bedroom. Take charge and tell me what to do. Make me suck your cock and swallow your cum."

I swallowed and breathed deeply as I comprehended Chris' last statement. 'Take charge' I thought to myself, how many times had I dreamed of being in this situation and now it was being offered to me on a plate.

"Simon, please." Chris interrupted my thoughts as she knelt before me.

"Remove my pants Chris." I instructed as I stood up in front of my hard nippled boss.

"Ohhhh yes Sir!" 

Chris' hands quickly loosened my belt and unzipped my pants. She slipped them and my undies down my legs and pulled them off together with my shoes and socks. My hard cock stood straight out as I sat back down on the chair and spread my legs wide apart. I reached out, took a handful of her hair and pulled her head so her mouth was directly at the tip of my cock.

"Open wide you naughty girl." 

Chris closed her eyes, opened her mouth wide and moaned as I guided her lips to my waiting cock. With pressure from my hand on her head, I watched and felt my shaft slide slowly from my sight. I stopped pushing when I sensed the head of my cock bump against the back of Chris' mouth. She moaned as she pressed her lips around the tight skin to leave a bright red lipstick mark. I pulled her head back and she looked up at me as I released my grip on her hair. 

Her eyes were shining with excitement as her tongue lapped around my knob and poked the tip at the hole. "Fuck my mouth please Sir." She pleaded.

Who was I to refuse the request of my cock-sucking boss? Again I grasped a handful of hair and pulled her mouth down my shaft as I thrust my hips forward. Back and forward I pulled her head as she gasped and spluttered as she tried to synchronize her sucking and breathing. Soon we fell into a sort of rhythm and my cock was sliding in and out of her mouth like a piston in an engine. Perspiration was dripping from my face as I endeavored to hold back my certain orgasm. Both of us were moaning and Chris kept looking up at me, the excitement in her eyes telling me how much she was loving the experience. My hips thrust forward and I moaned loudly as the inevitable occurred and my juices started to spurt into her mouth. I tried to hold her head still as my body shook violently with an amazingly powerful climax. My eyes were closed but I could hear and feel Chris sucking vigorously as she slurped my cum into her mouth. I let go of her hair and collapsed panting back into the chair. 

"Mmmmm thank you, your naughty girl loved that."

I opened my eyes to see Chris sitting back on her heels, grinning at me and licking her lips. I wiped some perspiration from my forehead, shaking my head as I gasped air into my lungs. When I had calmed down and regained my breath I reached out and Chris placed a hand in mine. I pulled her up off the floor and into my lap where she put an arm around my neck and cuddled in to my chest. Both of us were lost in our own thoughts and we did not speak for some minutes.

Finally I asked, "Did you plan this Chris?"

"Honestly, no I didn't." Chris paused then continued. "I was attracted to you when we met but I know how difficult in-house affairs can be. After all I am the new boss, but I guess my hormones just got the better of me today."

I lowered my head and kissed her tentatively full on the mouth. As our lips parted Chris smiled and pulled my head back down again and we kissed with great passion. My left arm was supporting her back as my right hand gently caressed her shapely breasts. Chris closed her eyes and moaned as I fondled and squeezed the firm flesh, pulling and pinching her hard nipples. As my hand slid lower down her stomach to her pussy Chris mouthed "please" and she opened her legs a little wider. I ran my middle finger through the fine pubic hair, up and down her slit, teasing before I pushed into her wetness. I pushed the finger deep before withdrawing it and adding my index finger. Slowly I finger fucked my beauty, rubbing my thumb on her clit as I felt her climax with waves of pleasure shuddering through her sexy body.

"Whew, thank you Simon, I really needed that," Chris gasped as she sucked air into her lungs.

"My pleasure, are you free tonight?" I asked. "Can you come home to my place?"

Chris glanced at the wall clock as she replied, "Shit no I can't, my parents have arranged a 'show Christine off to the relatives evening' and I'd better get going." She kissed me and then clambered off my lap. "I'd rather spend the night with you, but duty calls."

As we dressed I said, "How about next Sunday? A picnic at the beach perhaps, I know a lovely place that is usually pretty deserted. And after we could go back to my place?"

"Any chance of Saturday?" Chris asked with a mischievous smile as she threw her panties to me. "Here's a souvenir for you."

"It's the work golf day, I'd better not pull out of that." I grinned as I sniffed her panties.

Chris grinned ruefully as she fastened her skirt. "You can't say no to golf cause you're fucking the new boss can you?" 

I laughed as I finished dressing, "Not really and I just want to say again, what happened here is just between you and me."

"Thanks Simon, I was sure I could trust you and I know you will prove that too me." Chris paused as she searched for her shoes under the desk, "Next week I may find a reason to reprimand you, just to show the rest of the staff that you are not the boss' favorite."

"Good idea, some think the rearranging of the warehouse was unnecessary," I moved around, stood in front of Chris and buttoned up her jacket. "Don't do me any favors here naughty girl but do what I say in the bedroom."


The New Boss



"Mmmmm yes Simon, you can be sure of that." Chris stood on tiptoe and kissed me again. "I look forward to having that lovely cock inside me next Sunday, whatever hole you like lover." 

She rubbed my groin through my pants then pushed me aside. "I have to go, give me five minutes, just in case anyone's driving by."

"See you Monday, and thanks again." I called as Chris rushed from her office.

I checked around to make sure there was no evidence of our fun, then I locked up and left five minutes later. For the rest of the weekend I could not wipe the grin off my face, the new boss may have upset some of my work-mates but she was great as far as I was concerned.

Monday was test day for Bill and Steve and the new layout of the warehouse. I deliberately stayed out of their way, I knew they would work hard as they always had and I wandered down to see them at 4.20pm, ten minutes before knock off time. I was delighted to see that all orders that had come in before 4.00pm that day had been packed and were ready for the transport truck that had just arrived. Bill gave me the thumbs up sign as he helped load the cartons onto the truck. That was all I needed to know so I returned to the office and asked Rita to inform Chris that all orders had been dispatched on time. 

Fifteen minutes later Chris knocked on the doorframe of my office, smiled and winked at me. "Great work last Saturday Simon," she said loudly enough for others to hear. "All orders out on time today, excellent work by Bill and Steve, I'll thank them tomorrow."

"Thanks for listening to my ideas Chris," I replied, "It's good to have a receptive manager."

Chris grinned and returned to her office as I prepared myself for some caustic comments from Joe. The next day I shrugged off his occasional remarks about brown nosing the boss as I prepared some comparison figures for transport costs. Chris wanted to know if we should buy our own truck and employ a driver rather than use the transport company and I duly passed the final figures to her late that day.

Mid-morning on Wednesday Rita came into my office and said, "Chris wants to see you right away, she isn't happy about something."

I thanked her and went immediately to Chris' office, the door was open and she beckoned me in at my knock. 

"These figures are incorrect Simon." Chris said loudly so Rita would hear. "They don't add up correctly, take them away and check them please. I'm disappointed, your work has been so accurate."

As I picked up the papers she grinned and winked at me while holding up a small hand written note that said, "Can't wait for Sunday, I'm as horny as hell."

"I'm sorry Chris," I spluttered as I tried not to laugh. "I'll check these immediately."

Chris put the note through her paper shredder and dismissed me with a wave of her hand. I returned red faced to my office and made a show of checking the figures while my mind was planning for Sunday. My thoughts were interrupted as Joe came into my office and closed the door.

"Not such a goody two shoes now are you?" He sneered.

"Joe, I made a stupid error, she was right to chew me out." I smiled inwardly at my choice of words.

"Yeh sure, next thing you know you'll be on your second warning like me, one more mistake and I'm out." Joe whined unhappily.

"It was my mistake Joe and I'll take responsibility for it," I said irritably. "If you took responsibility for your actions and worked properly you wouldn't be in the situation you are now."

"Don't give me that crap, I'm sick of that responsibility bullshit. I'll make sure I don't play in your foursome on Saturday." Joe snarled as he turned and left the room.

I was still shaking my head as Rita walked past and smiled at me. I knew that my conversation with Joe would soon be reported to Chris and he would soon have his marching orders.

The rest of the week passed slowly and my golf game showed that my mind was on the beach and not on the golf course. After the game the group, less Joe who left early after a lousy round, were enjoying a drink in the bar when my cell phone rang.

"Hello, Simon speaking."

"Hi lover." Chris said sensually, "Are you alone?'

"No, we are just having a drink after the golf." I replied carefully.

"Really?" Chris giggled, "Did you get a hole in one? You will tomorrow, hopefully more than one."

"Unfortunately no hole in one, maybe one day."

"He he. Well I just want to tell you that I brought a new bikini for tomorrow and I shaved between my legs this morning, just for you."

"Oh really, well what can I say?" I replied as my work mates looked at me.

"Ha ha, nothing at all," Chris laughed. "My nipples are hard and I'm soooooo wet for you baby, I'll be at your place at ten o'clock, I'll bring the food, drink, towels and beach umbrella, you bring your hard cock ok?"

"Ok, fine, I'll see you later, bye." I said as I disconnected the call.

"You look all flushed Simon, you ok?" Darren the sales manager asked.

"Yes I'm fine, it was an old girl friend I'm trying to avoid." I lied.

"Oh yeh, sure!" Darren said sarcastically as the rest of the group laughed.

I laughed and brought a round of drinks for my friends and soon my phone call was forgotten.

I slept restlessly that night, as a worrying thought ran around in my head and so I was ready early waiting impatiently for Chris to arrive. Punctually at ten the white BMW pulled up into the driveway of my home and Chris jumped out. She looked stunning in a small bikini top trying to cover her large breasts and a loose skirt that fell just below her knees. It was her hair that surprised me as for the first time it was loose and not tied tightly behind her head. 

"Good morning, you do look different with you hair down. Very nice, I like it." 

"Thank you Simon." Chris said as she kissed me and handed over her car keys. "Here you drive, I want to relax all day, well most of it."

Driving a sexy blonde down the coast in a BMW, what more could a man want? I grabbed the keys and we hopped into the car.

I turned to Chris and inquired, "Before we go can I ask you something?"

"Sure, what's up? You look serious."

"This will probably sound silly but since my engagement broke off I'm a bit, ah, wary I guess is the word. I just want to be clear, ok?"

"Let me guess, after last Saturday and the phone call yesterday at golf, you're wondering if I just want you for your cock?"

I blushed and nodded, "Right on Ms. Smale."

"I can see how you could have that thought, absolutely." Chris smiled and took my hands in hers. "Simon I wouldn't be here right now if I wasn't looking forward to the whole day, getting to know each other a lot better on the drive and the picnic at the beach. I feel very comfortable when I'm with you and I hope we will be great friends, socially as well as at work. And no more mention of the work word."

I leant over and we kissed, "Thanks for understanding, I feel better already."

"Then let's go," Chris smiled as she reached for her seatbelt. "How long before we hit the beach?"

"About an hour, perhaps a bit more." I replied as I reversed the car out of the driveway. "Once we hit the freeway it's a clear run."

"Your house looks lovely, so tidy and neat. I bet you put clean sheets on the bed this morning."

I laughed as I drove down my street, "Yes I did, you have xray vision?"

"No, but it doesn't surprise me, now tell me about your family, any brothers or sisters?"

Chris and I chatted easily and honestly as I drove the BMW through the Sunday traffic and onto the freeway. The weatherman could not have picked a better day for us as the sun shone brightly with a cool breeze to stop the temperature from getting too high. We discovered that we had many things in common particularly food, music and the love of the countryside. Time passed quickly and soon I was turning off the freeway onto a side road that was sign posted 'To Rosebud Beach, Safe Swimming Area'.

"Mmmm Rosebud, will you fuck my rosebud at your place?" Chris said with a wicked laugh.

"We'll see later." I replied, "It depends on what I decide."

"Oh my god," Chris said excitedly, "You don't know what those few words do to me Simon. My bikini bottom is damp before we go in the water."

"Just wait a bit longer." I said as I turned the car off the main road onto a gravel track. "This is a bit bumpy but worth it as few people know about this beach. Usually there are not many others here."

Sure enough when we arrived at the small parking area there were only two other cars. I parked in the shade of a tree and we retrieved the picnic basket, drink container, umbrella, and towels from the rear of the car. We walked along a track through some sand dunes and soon arrived on the almost deserted beach.

"Oh it's just beautiful," Chris said with delight as we stopped and gazed at the smooth waters of the bay. "What a great spot away from the crowds, another plus mark on your resume Simon."

I grinned as I looked around and saw the other people in a group off to our right. "If we move a bit to the left with a bit of luck we won't get disturbed."

"Great, suits me fine, I want to be alone if possible." Chris chuckled as she moved further up the beach. "Wait until you see my bikini bottom."

We soon found a nice spot and I placed the beach umbrella in position to keep shade on the food and drink. I stripped off my tee shirt and shorts in preparation for a swim while I watched my sexy companion. Chris turned her back to me, wiggled her arse and suddenly let the skirt fall to the sand. Her bikini bottom was almost a thong with her cheeks separated by the thinnest piece of material I had ever seen on a beach.

"Grrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr." I growled like a dog ready to mate.

"You like?" Chris grinned as she turned around and suddenly ran towards the water calling out, "Last one in gets a blow job!"

I walked slowly towards the calm water as Chris waited in the shallows to splash me but I tricked her by running 10 metres along the beach before wading into the warm water. When the water was over my waist I dived and swum underwater out into the bay. When I surfaced I looked around but Chris was nowhere to be seen. I was treading water and squinting in the bright sunlight when suddenly my swim trunks were quickly pulled down and off my legs. 

Chris surfaced in front of me, laughing and holding up my trunks. "I forgot to tell you that I was a champion swimmer at school and I love swimming underwater." 

I reached out and grabbed her breasts. "You have an unfair advantage with these, I bet you fill them up with air."

She laughed and grabbed my cock, "How about fucking my tits with this sometime baby?"

My reply was to place both my hands in her head, push her under the surface and hold her for about fifteen seconds before letting her surface.

"Ok, ok I get the point," Chris spluttered. "You're in charge in the bedroom, one day I'll learn." She paused, poked her tongue out at me and added, "Sir."

"That's better naughty girl." I grinned before pulling her to me and kissing her salty lips. "Now give me my pants."

"Race you." She yelled before throwing my trunks out to sea and swimming quickly after them.

For the next twenty minutes we had great fun swimming and playing in the clear water of the bay. There was lots of touching under the water as we carried on like two teenagers suddenly released from the clutches of their parents. I finally convinced Chris to put my swimmers back on which proved to be quite difficult but a lot of fun, as tight wet trunks don't slide easily underwater.

We returned to the beach and dried each other before we sat on the towels and Chris opened the picnic hamper. I uncorked the cold bottle of wine and poured it into a couple of plastic glasses while my lovely companion sorted the chicken and salad onto paper plates. Chris' large firm breasts threatened to fall out of her bikini top and a couple of times she exposed her hard nipples to show me her feelings of excitement. We fed each other the chicken and wine, laughing and relaxed as we enjoyed each other's company. 

After we finished our lunch and packed the dirty plates away I decided to play Chris' submission game.

"Spread your towel out and lay down on your back with your arms by your side." I directed after making sure there were no other people close to us.

Chris' eyes and mouth opened wide with surprise but then she grinned and followed my instruction.

I sat down on the sand beside her almost nude body; leant forward and we exchanged a long sexy kiss.

"When we get back to my place, these lips are my lips." I said as I placed two fingers on her mouth.

Chris just nodded in reply, the excitement of my words showing in her sparkling eyes.

I trailed my fingers slowly down her neck and into the valley between her breasts.

"And these breasts are my breasts." I said as I pulled the material down and under the curve of the firm flesh to expose both nipples. 

Chris' breathing became deeper making the large mounds rise and fall further with each breath.

"These tits are my tits." I said as I squeezed and pulled each nipple.

"Oh my god Simon, yesssssss." Chris hissed through clenched teeth.

I glanced around once more and we were still alone so I moved my fingers lower, trailing slowly down over her tummy to stop at the elastic of her bikini bottom.

"And what will I find under here?" I asked.

"My cunt, I mean your cunt, Sir."

"Very good naughty girl, you are learning who's boss around here." I smiled as my fingers slipped into her small panties and over her freshly shaven pussy lips.

"Mmmm very wet naughty girl." I said as I pushed a finger between her labia.

"Yes, and not just from swimming." Chris moaned as she squirmed on the towel.

I withdrew the finger from her pussy and pushed my hand a little further into the straining material, to rub a fingertip on her perineum.

"Ohhhhhhh Simon." Chris moaned loudly as my finger moved to play with her arse hole.

"And this arse is mine too." I said with a mock-evil laugh. "The hole to fill and the cheeks to spank, and not necessarily in that order."

Just then I heard voices and looked around to see some teenagers walking through the shallows towards us. I quickly pulled my hand out of Chris' bikini bottom and stretched the bikini top back over breasts.

"Sit up and look normal." I grinned.

Chris struggled up and sat on the sand with a towel over her legs. "Look normal!" She poked her tongue out and muttered, "Fuck Simon you turn me on so I'm red hot and you say look normal?"

My reply was to stand, grab Chris' nearest wrist and pull her to her feet. I quickly scooped her in my arms and staggered through the soft sand towards the water. She was screaming and kicking her legs in mock anger as I waded through the shallows.

"Red hot eh? Well this will cool you off." I said as I dropped her in the waist deep water.

The teenagers walked past laughing as Chris came spluttering to the surface.

"Good on you mate, show her who's the boss." One of the boys called out.

I gave him the thumbs up as Chris ducked down and grabbed my ankles to pull me off my feet. We surfaced spluttering and laughing and Chris raised her arms proclaiming herself the winner. We laughed and hugged each other as we waded back to the beach.

"Is there somewhere private we can go?" Chris pleaded as we stood by the umbrella. "I need your cock now."

"Yes, I know a place, pack this stuff back in the car and I'll show you."

Soon Chris was almost running back to the car ahead of me with the basket in one hand and towels in the other. I walked slower with the umbrella and drink cooler and arrived at the car to find Chris standing impatiently with a travel rug in her arms. I grinned, threw the cooler and umbrella in the car, grasped Chris' left hand and led her down a narrow path into the trees behind the sand dunes. A short distance later I left the path and we wound through the trees until we came to a small clearing. I lay the blanket down on the sandy soil as Chris looked around to make sure we had privacy.

"Da dah!" I said as I slipped my trunks off and stood nude in the centre of the blanket with my arms wide stretched.

Chris just grinned as she quickly removed the bikini top and bottom exposing her shaven pussy to me for the first time.

"You like?" Chris asked as she lay down on the blanket and spread her legs wide apart.

"It just winked at me," I laughed as I knelt down between her legs.

"It does more than wink baby, just shove in that beautiful cock and I'll show you."

I teased the knob up and down her slit a few times and then pushed forward and my cock slid easily into her well-lubricated pussy.

"Oh my god!" I moaned loudly, "Your cunt does magic tricks, it swallowed my cock!"

"Cut the humor and fuck me." Chris demanded.

I decided to shut up and give my sexsational friend the fucking she needed so badly. I pulled back until my cock was nearly out of her tight moist pussy then thrust back hard so my balls slapped her arse. Soon we were fucking with wonderful rhythm as Chris' large breasts bounced around as if they had a mind of their own. I felt incredibly erotic sensations as Chris' pussy squeezed around my cock as I pumped it in and out. I was glad that we were far away from company as Chris urged me on loudly with language that she would never tolerate at work. I held on as long as possible but just after Chris climaxed and screamed loudly I orgasmed as my cock spurted its load deep in her pussy.

I collapsed sideways onto the blanket in the hot little clearing and gasped, "Clean me." 

Chris groaned loudly at my words then quickly knelt up beside me and popped my sticky drooping cock into her mouth. She slurped and licked our combined juices from my shaft before sucking hard on the knob to make sure she didn't miss a drop of my cum. Finally satisfied with her 'clean up' efforts she straddled my hips and lay down on top of me grinning and licking her lips.

"Phew lover, I needed that badly." She panted as we kissed.

I pushed her damp matted hair back over her head, "What happened to my cool and controlling boss?"

Chris grabbed a handful of my hair and pulled it tight before saying, "Your cool and controlling boss will be back on Monday morning." Chris grinned and kissed me again. "Until then you have to put up with this sex maniac who looks like her twin, ok?"

"Sounds like fun.' I replied as I hugged her tight before placing my hands on her bum and giving two quick spanks to each cheek.

"Mmmmmm don't do that unless you're ready to fuck again." My sexy friend said eagerly, "I warned you about the effect spanking has on me,"

"I think we'll head back to my place and see what pops up there." 

"Whatever you say, you're in charge." Chris laughed as she jumped to her feet, grabbed her bikini and quickly put it on.

I stood up as Chris knelt and held my swimmers just above the blanket, ready to slip them up my legs. I stepped into the now dry pants and as Chris slowly moved them up my calves my insatiable lover once again sucked my limp dick into her mouth, looking up at me with adoration. To my utter amazement she got a reaction as my cock jerked and started to harden once again. I placed a hand on the back of my lover's head and held it firmly as her cheeks sucked in and out. Slowly but surely the blood returned to my penis and Chris was spluttering as the head touched the back of her mouth.

"You should have lipstick on, I think you just set a new record." I groaned as I let go her hair.

Chris grinned at me and gasped in some air before returning to her favorite pastime. I was shaking my head, almost unable to believe my performance as the familiar erotic sensations flowed from through my nervous system from my cock. It wasn't long before I once again spurted in to her mouth as I struggled to stand and keep my balance. As Chris sucked vigorously and swallowed the juices she loves so much I thought I heard some muffled giggling from behind some bushes.




The New Boss



I looked in the direction of the noise and yelled, "Enjoying the show?"

Chris gasped in shock as we heard cursing from the bushes and then the sound of people laughing as they quickly ran away.

"Shit, who was that?" Chris asked uneasily as she jumped quickly to her feet and threw her arms around me.

"It's ok I think it was the kids from the beach." I laughed. "They won't give us any trouble. Your bikini or lack of it sure had the eyes of the boys. Shhhhh listen."

Sure enough from the direction of the car park we could hear the sound of car doors slamming and then the revving of a noisy engine.

"Yep, they're going, you sure put on a good show, something to tell their friends."

Chris blushed and then giggled as she realized we were safe. "Come on, let's go home, I think I prefer four walls around me next time we fuck."

I tried to step off the blanket and promptly fell flat on my face as my swimmers were still around my ankles. Chris and I both burst out laughing at the silly situation in which we found ourselves. I quickly made myself decent, grabbed the blanket and guided Chris back to her car. She heaved a sigh of relief when we saw that the other cars had left the parking area. 'Thanks for the show' was scrawled in the dust on the rear of the BMW and we both laughed as I placed the blanket away.

As I started to drive home Chris said, "That was great fun Simon, I loved the beach and being here with you, we must do it again soon."

I smiled as I negotiated the bumpy track. "I had a great time Chris, I'd really like to take you away for a weekend and find a nice little private B&B somewhere."

"Ooooooh yes, that sounds wonderful, let's do it soon. Now tell me lover boy, did your second erection surprise you?"

"It sure did," I admitted. "But then again I've never met anyone who loves to suck like you do."

"I really do love your smooth cock fucking my mouth, just tell me, anytime, anywhere baby. Apart from working hours of course." Chris paused and giggled. "Those damn kids meant that I missed some of your cum, I promise that won't happen again."

We were both laughing loudly as I drove onto the main road and gunned the BMW for home. Chris rested a hand on my leg, gently rubbing and stroking my thigh as we cruised along the freeway. The traffic was fairly light and it did not seem to take long before I turned into my driveway. I had a quick shower to clean off the sand and salt and then made us a snack and coffee while I waited patiently for Chris. The sound of the hair dryer told me that she would be longer than I expected but it was worth the wait when my sexy boss finally walked nude into the kitchen. She had taken the time to put her hair up and bright red lipstick adorned her lips. 

"Nice place you have here Sir." Chris smiled, "Nice to meet a man with a clean bathroom, even the shower was spotless."

"Thanks, I try to keep the place clean and tidy, you never know when someone sexy might drop in. Coffee sweetie?"

"Yes please lover." Chris sampled some cheese with a cracker. "Delicious cheese too, I don't suppose you have a sausage a girl could nibble on too?"

My cock had started to stir the second she had walked into the room so I replied, "Yes of course, it will be served to you in the bedroom if that suits?"

"He he, it sure does." Chris grinned wickedly. "God if my parents could see and hear me now, not to mention those at work."

"Hey I thought the work word was banned for today?" I questioned with a stern expression.

"Oh I'm sorry, I am a naughty girl aren't I Sir?" Chris bit her bottom lip and batted her eyelashes at me. "I guess I'm in trouble now."

"Yes you are young lady." I said as I rose and grabbed her left arm. "Come with me Christine, you know what happens next don't you?"

"Oh I do hope so Sir!" Chris could not suppress her giggles as I pushed her into my bedroom. "Oh, I see you have prepared in advance."

I somehow managed to keep my stern expression as I guided the naughty girl onto the bed and face down over the pile of pillows,

"Fuck this is so exciting!" Chris said joyfully as she settled herself into position. "Do I get spanked for swearing too Sir? I do hope so."

I knelt up on the bed and gazed down in awe at Chris' anus and vagina ready and waiting between the lovely round globes of her arse. I reached under the pillows and grabbed a tube of lubricant and a latex glove that I had hidden there before we went to the beach. I slipped the glove onto my right hand and Chris moaned as I ran a fingertip down her crack and squirted some cool lube onto her arse hole,

"Mmmmm yes Simon, lube me up but hurry, I'm on fire again."

"Patience naughty girl." I said as I pushed a finger into Chris' anus.

I was surprised how easily my finger pushed it's way past the sphincter and into her rectum, so different to the other two times I had attempted anal sex with a girlfriend. Chris moaned with frustration as I twisted my finger in and out, adding more lube for her anal fucking. When I was satisfied with the preparations I removed the glove and without warning started to spank Chris' lovely arse cheeks.

'Spank, spank, spank.'

"Yikes that stings!" Chris cried out.

"And there's a lot more to come so get used to it." I warned as my hand rose and fell with lovely stings.

'Spank, spank, spank.'

"Oh my god, nobody's ever spanked me this hard before!"

"Just call out red if it gets to much." I said, mentally kicking myself for not talking about a safe word before we commenced.

"Ouch! Shit I don't know about red but it's fucking close to amber! Owww!" 

'Spank, spank, spank.'

"I know you need and deserve this young lady."

'Spank, spank, spank.'

"Wiggling your arse and teasing me at work last weekend, such terrible behavior from our new manager." I was spanking slower and firmer now and Chris' cheeks were a lovely pink colour.

"Whack, whack, whack.'

"I'm sorry Simon, owwww not so hard." Chris yelled as she squirmed around over the pillows.

"The only way for you to learn will be to have regular spankings."

'Whack, whack, whack!'

"Yikes, ouch, yowwww! Oh my god Simon, pleeeaasse fuck me, use me, owwwww!" Chris pleaded loudly.

'Whack, whack, whack'. 

I gave Chris three extra hard stinging hits on her red butt then quickly moved around and knelt in position. I smeared some lubricant over my cock and teasingly rubbed the tip up and down her crack. I placed my cock against her arse hole and thrust my hips forward and we both moaned as my cock slowly disappeared from my sight. I paused as my balls touched her pussy, allowing my cock to become accustomed to the tightness of her rectum. With my hands on Chris' hips I started to fuck my boss as she desired, methodically pumping my cock in and out as she pushed back at each thrust. Perspiration was soon dripping from my face and we were both moaning loudly as our climaxes drew close. I managed to give Chris a few extra spanks on each cheek just before my body jerked and shook with a powerful orgasm. Chris reached a hand back under her and rubbed her clit as she shrieked with the onset of her own climax. Both of us were shaking and moaning as I pulled my cock from her arse and toppled sideways onto the sheets. As we both gasped for air I pulled Chris against me, cupping and squeezing a breast as I hugged her tightly.

"Shit Simon, that was awesome." Chris panted as she turned around and kissed me. "Mmmmm let me lick your sweat."

I grinned as Chris' tongue licked the perspiration from my around face. "Nice and salty?" I asked as she slurped her way down my neck to the upper chest.

"Oh yeh, it tastes so good when it's nice and fresh." Chris giggled as she kissed me again. She screwed up her nose and said, "But sweat from a day's hard gardening or something like that is yucky, don't like that."

I relaxed back onto the bed as Chris lay with her head on my chest. We were both lost in our own thoughts for a while as our wonderful day together neared the end.

"I'll have to go soon lover." Chris said gloomily. "I have some things I have to do tonight before work tomorrow and I told Mum and Dad I'd be home for dinner." She pushed herself up and looked at me with twinkling eyes. "Hey I have two things to ask you, firstly, did you find my arse easy to fuck?"

"Yes, I was surprised." I admitted.

"Wanna know why?" She asked mischievously.

I nodded and wondered what was coming next?

"Butt plugs, I love to have a plug up my arse when I use a vibrator on my clit. So I'm quite used to pushing things up there, though I do prefer a good hard cock." Chris giggled and blushed a little as she admitted. "Sometimes I have a butt plug in at work."

"What?" I exclaimed as I shook my head. "You've had a plug in during meetings at work? You're unbelievable, so what's the second question?" 

"I have been meaning to ask to, you said you write short stories, what sort? Are they published?"

"This sort of story." I replied as I raised my hand and brought it down with a sting on her bum.

"Ouch!" Chris was puzzled. "What do you mean?"

I laughed and whacked her once more before saying, "Spanking stories sweetie, you can read them all in a site on the Internet. But I must say it's great to be able to put the theories into practice."

"Shit, no wonder you spank so wonderfully, I want more and soon. But I'd better get moving, a quick shower is in order I think."

Chris and I kissed once more then jumped off the bed and headed for the bathroom. We chatted about our wonderful day as we quickly showered and washed, dried and dressed each other.

"Thanks again Simon," Chris smiled up at me as she started her car. "I had a great day. Let's make sure we have that weekend away soon."

"I'll check accommodation tonight and you can let me know what weekend suits." I leant in the open window and gave her one long last kiss. "Thanks to you too, I really enjoyed today. See you tomorrow boss."

Chris poked her tongue at me as she selected reverse and drove down the drive as I waved goodbye to my lovely new friend. As I walked back inside I sure was happy that Christopher had turned out to be Christine and that we had become such good friends out of work.

At work a few days later I was checking budget figures when there was a knock at the door and Chris walked into my office.

"Simon, would you have a look at these papers please?" She said as she came around behind my desk to stand beside me facing the door and laying out some typed sheets.

"Of course Chris." I said.

The top page simply stated 'Simon darling, put your hand up my skirt and feel my arse'.

I swallowed and pretended to read the second sheet of accounting figures and statistics while I surreptitiously moved my right hand off the desk and onto the back of her legs. Anyone who glanced in while passing my office would not have guessed that my hand was sliding up under the skirt of our new boss. 

"Don't you think this looks promising?" Chris asked as she moved her legs a little further apart.

"Oh yes Chris, everything seems to be going well doesn't it?" I said as my fingers moved up her thighs and came to rest on the end of the butt plug.

"Ohhhhhhh cheeky!" Chris whispered with a low moan as I gave her pussy a couple of quick tickles before removing my hand from under her skirt.

"See Simon, I told you that things were on the up, I'm very pleased with the figures and your work." My sexy boss smiled at me as she gathered the sheets of paper. "Come and see me when you have your budget please."

"Of course Chris, I should finish them later today."

As Chris moved towards the doorway of my office she reached back and smacked herself twice on her tight arse. I put my head down and pretended to check my budget figures as I laughed inwardly about the butt plug and my sex-mad boss. I had many interruptions that afternoon and I was completing my budget well after knock off time when Chris knocked on my office door.

"Looks like we are here alone once again Simon," She said as raised the front of her skirt to show me her shaven pussy. 

"It looks like six o'clock." I said with a laugh as I looked directly at her vagina.

"Very funny darling. Too much work and no play makes life dull." Chris laughed wickedly. "Why don't you come into my office and we'll see what pops up?'

"I'll be right there Ms. Smale." I said as I bundled all my papers into the filing cabinet.

"Good, I'll just go and freshen my lipstick, I'm predicting a new record this evening."

I laughed and quickly followed my sexy boss to her office where I found her still dressed but kneeling in readiness in front of the couch. Bright red lipstick showed off her brilliant smile as I stood in front of her and held a handful of her hair while she removed my shoes and pants. I flopped back on the couch, spread my legs apart and pulled her mouth to my semi-hard cock. 

"Oh yes, use me Simon." Chris moaned as she opened her mouth and started to suck.

With her expertise my cock was soon at its maximum length and hardness and indeed my sex crazy cock sucking boss did set a new record that evening. With some firm pressure on the back of her head together with some verbal urging Chris managed to take some cock into her throat. She nearly gagged a few times but soon adjusted and for the first time I was able to hold her in position with her nose in my pubic hair. We both took great delight when I blew my load into her mouth as spasms of pleasure shook through my body. I lay collapsed on the couch and let go of Chris' hair as she remained kneeling in front of me, grinning and licking her lips.

"Good thing I can hold my breath for a long time." She panted. "My God, that was so exciting when you held me with your cock into my throat."

I just nodded and grinned weakly as I gasped air into my lungs.

"I'm so turned on Sir after having this plug up my rear all day, permission to make myself cum?" Chris begged.

"No, take off your skirt, bend over your desk and wait." I ordered as I calmed a little.

Chris gave me a dirty look but stood, removed her skirt and took up her position over the desk with her arse and butt plug pointing straight in my direction. I kept her waiting for over five minutes before I slowly dressed myself and moved to pat her luscious bum. I slipped the leather belt out of my trousers and flicked the end against Chris' cheeks.

"Oh my God." Chris shivered at the touch of the belt.

"Call me Simon please." I replied as I raised the belt and whacked it across her white cheeks.

"Shit, that fucking stings." Chris grimaced, "I've never been strapped before."

"Call red if it gets too much." I instructed as I raised the belt again.

Chris just had time to nod before the leather again cracked across bottom, this time also hitting the end of the butt plug.

"Yaaaaahhhhhhhh!" Chris yelled.

'Crack' - "Owwwwwww!"

I admired her courage as I rubbed my hand across the red marks.

"Six more and I want you to climax on number six."

"Oh hell," Chris moaned, "I'll try, get on with it for fucks sake."

"I'm giving the orders around here young lady and don't forget it, that last comment gets you two more strokes, cum on number eight."

"Ohhh shhhhhhiiii, yes Sir, I'm sorry Sir, thank you Sir." Chris said quickly then quietly giggled.

'Crack' - "Owwwww."

'Crack' - "Ouuchhhh"

"That's number two, count the rest out loud." I ordered as I swished the belt through the air.

'Crack' - "Yahhhhhhh, yes Sir, that's three Sir."

"That's better young lady."

'Crack' - "Yahhhhhh, four Sir."

'Crack' - "Ohhhhhhh no, five Sir."

"I can see you need regular punishment for your misdemeanors." I said loudly, "I will have to get a little black book and make notes."

'Crack!' - "Ohhhhhhh my God it stings! Six Sir!"

"Two more and then you cum, not before."

'Crack!!' - "Yahhhhhhhhh, oh Sir, I can't, ohhhhhhh seven Sir."

I paused for effect and then accurately cracked the belt across the butt plug and her red striped buttocks.

'CRACK!!' - "Aaaaaiiiiiiieeeeeeee!" 

Chris's body arched and then crashed down on the desk as the long awaited orgasm hit with powerful force. I dropped the belt and grabbed her waist to prevent her from falling from the desk as waves of pleasure flowed through her shaking body. After Chris had calmed a little I lifted her in my arms and laid her gently on the office couch. She groaned as her hot arse cheeks touched the cool leather and lay there looking up at me with amazement as I passed her a glass of water.

"Wow Simon, where did you learn that?" Chris finally gasped. "Spanking turns me on but to cum like that from being thrashed with a belt, oh God."

The sound of a slamming door in the office gave us both a fright and I quickly left Chris' office and closed the door behind me as I went to investigate.

"Oh it's you." I said thankfully as I saw the office cleaners emptying the waste paper baskets. "We were working back and had forgotten it was cleaning night. We will be out of your way in a few minutes."

"That's ok Sir, no problem, sorry if we gave you a fright." The head cleaner replied.

I returned to Chris' office to find her sitting behind her desk fully dressed and looking every inch the efficient new manager.

"I think that's enough for tonight Simon," Chris said loudly, "I think we have the problems beaten now."

"I think so too," I replied, "But it worthwhile staying back to fix everything."

"Not quite everything," Chris whispered to me, "How about dinner?"

I nodded and whispered, "Meet you at Marco's, the Italian place in Canterbury Road?"

"Fifteen minutes," Chris whispered then added loudly, "Thanks very much Simon, see you tomorrow."

"You're welcome and goodnight Chris." I replied as a cleaner looked in from Rita's office to see if we were leaving. "I'll see you later."

Chris left and after a few more words to the cleaners I followed her to Marco's Restaurant for dinner. My boss was waiting for me at a quiet corner table away from the noise of the main group of diners. 

"I ordered a bottle of champagne." Chris said with a smile as I sat down.

"Champagne?" I said with surprise as I checked out the other diners for familiar faces. "Are we celebrating?'

"Yes we are, I was going to tell you earlier but the cleaners interrupted, see anyone you know?"

"No familiar faces except yours sexy lady." I said as I returned my attention to Chris. "Looks like we won't get sprung tonight, so why the bubbly?"

The waiter interrupted so we perused the menu and ordered our meals.

"Ok lover boy, there are big changes coming at work." Chris smiled with satisfaction. "Since the departure of Joe and a few others there has been a marked improvement in the work ethic."

"Yes, I've noticed that."

"Darren in particular has really pulled his sales finger out and we are almost certain to sign up a new client that will almost double our turnover. Darren and I are having a final negotiation meeting tomorrow."

"Wow, that's excellent Chris, the board will be happy."

"Yes they are Simon." Chris paused and raised her glass of champagne to me. "And they have agreed with my recommendation that you be promoted to Assistant Manager, congratulations. Do you think you can handle working alongside me?"

"Me? Assistant Manager?" I was totally surprised. "But William and Ben are more senior and ahead of me surely?"

"Bill and Ben the flowerpot men?" Chris giggled at her little joke then continued. "No, they are good workers but they don't have the ability to assist me. Seniority doesn't necessarily equate to talent Simon, it was you or I had to advertise and train a newcomer. You have the knowledge of the business and the talent, of course there will be a new wages and perks package that I will negotiate with you, if you take the position."




The New Boss



"I would love to work alongside you, thank you for recommending me."

"My pleasure sexy man, of course we will have to be extra careful about our after hours meetings." Chris grinned, "And just because I suck your lovely cock and you whip my arse, doesn't mean I will accept anything less than one hundred percent from you at work, ok?"

"Of course Chris, that goes without saying and I will do my best not to let you down. Ah good, here's the food, I'm hungry."

We discussed the forthcoming changes at work while we ate our delicious pasta dishes and enjoyed the champagne.

"Cappuccino and then back to my place for a quickie?" I asked as I saw the waiter coming to take our plates. 

"Yes, but could I have a hot chocolate please?" Chris grinned.

I organised the drinks and asked for the account from the waiter who couldn't keep his eyes off my sexy boss.

"You certainly had his attention." I said after the waiter left.

Chris shrugged her shoulders and asked, "How's the planning for our weekend away going? Have you found a nice private place where I can make a lot of noise?"

"A lot of noise?" I asked innocently.

"Oh Simon, when you used the belt on me tonight it was amazing." Chris lowered her voice to almost a whisper. "I want more, I want to experiment and I know I can trust you. I have fantasies I have never told anyone before." 

I smiled encouragingly and nodded as Chris paused.

"I know you won't think me weird, I hope not anyway."

"Spit it out honey."

"Ok I want to be tied up and used as your, for want of a better description, your sex slave." Chris blushed but maintained eye contact. "I have clamps I use on my nipples, and ah, other areas, and I have toys. What I'd love is a weekend of submission, to explore and experiment. I get excited just thinking about pain, and after the strapping at work, ohhhhh my. Are you ok, you understand baby?"

"I'm fine, absolutely fine," I said as our legs rubbed under the table. "How about I buy a collar and lead, would you like that?"

"Oh my God! My cunt just flooded, how did you know?" Chris was astonished. "Can you get a butt plug with a tail too?"

I grinned as the waiter arrived with the drinks and replied, "Did I ever tell you about my Labrador Becky? She was such a stubborn bitch, but my training finally brought her into line."

I paid cash to the waiter for the account and added a decent tip.

"Thank you very much Sir", He said. "My father had a stubborn Labrador too, but he was untrainable."

"Your father or the dog?" I asked with a grin.

"Both actually, have a lovely evening." The waiter laughed and left.

"Very funny Simon." Chris poked her tongue out at me and smiled sweetly. "Train me please Simon, don't tell me what your plans are, just take me away and make it a weekend I'll always remember."

"I've found a place down near Wilson's Promontory that has only a few individual cabins and they are spread around the property. The owners don't supply any meals, we will have to take our food and drink, but from the website the cabins look great and have great views of the sea, as well as a hot tub. It's about a three hour drive, we could go Friday night and come back late Sunday if that suits you?"

"The weekend after next ok with you?" Chris asked eagerly.

"Yes I'll email and book tonight, do you have time to come to my place now?" I asked. 

"Try stopping me." Chris grinned as she stood and grabbed her handbag. "What did you have in mind lover?"

"Twenty-three multiplied by three interest you?"

"A sixty-nine, mmmmm." Chris laughed. "Come on hurry up, any maths that gets your cock in my mouth gets top marks with me. Perhaps you would prefer the metric equivalent of a sixty-nine?"

"What's that?" I asked as I waited for the punch line.

"One eight one, the same thing really!"

Laughing at our private joke Chris and I hurried to our cars and after the short drive we were soon stripping off in the bedroom of my home. After a quick visit to the bathroom we flopped on the bed and kissed deeply.

"Have you got a vibrator in your bag?" I asked as I checked out the plug still in my boss' butt.

"Of course lover, why?"

"I just a devilish idea of filling all your holes at the one time."

Chris' eyes opened wide with excitement then she reached down and grabbed her bag off the floor.

"This do?" She asked as she held out a thick seven inch silver vibrator.

"Just the thing," I said as I lay back on the bed. "Suck me, make me hard you naughty girl."

Chris knelt with her mouth just over my cock. "I love it when you call me that, mmffffhhhhggg!" 

The rest of Chris' sentence was unintelligible as I pushed her mouth down onto my cock. Naturally it did not take much of her wonderful sucking and licking before my penis was rock hard and ready to go. Chris winced with pain as I grabbed a handful of her hair and pulled her down onto her back on the bed. I moved quickly to straddle her body with my stiff cock directly above her mouth and her glistening shaven pussy seemingly begging for my attention. As Chris started to suck my balls I licked along her slit and teased her clit with the tip of my tongue. I heard a long moan from my lover before the familiar sensations of her tongue and lips working on my cock brought a moan of pleasure from my lips. Her body jerked as I pushed the thick silver shaft into the depths of her pussy and switched it on to half power. Somehow I managed to have one hand twisting the plug up her butt while the other hand fucked her cunt with the buzzing vibrator. 

But my attention was being diverted by wonderful sensations as Chris sucked hard, as always she was desperate for the tang of my semen on her taste buds. In a moment of pure selfishness I stopped my attention to Chris' pleasure and concentrated on the feelings coming from my cock. The feelings of my lover's lips sucking up and down the length of my penis together with the licking her tongue soon gave her the present she desired as she savored and swallowed my cum in a mind-blowing climax.

After I had regained some breath and I was certain that Chris had sucked me dry I returned my concentration to her sexy body. I rolled off and knelt beside her hips, spreading her legs wider apart as my hands returned to the vibrator and butt plug. From this position I could also watch the expressions on her beautiful face and the effect my play was having on her body. I grasped the end of the butt plug, pulled the whole length from her arse and then pushed it in and out in harmony with the vibrator in her pussy.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhh!" Chris' fists grasped the sheet as her body arched off the bed.

"Don't cum yet!" I ordered as I turned the vibrator to full power and attacked her clit with the tip of my tongue.

"I can't, ohhhhhhhhhhh, uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!" 

'So much for giving orders' I laughed to myself as my lover's body jerked and shook with the force of a powerful orgasm. Chris' perspiring figure continued to quiver as I eased out the plug and vibrator and lay down on the bed hugging her close. I raised myself up on an elbow so my hand could brush back her hair that had come loose during our exertions. 

Chris lay back looking up at me as she sucked in air, shaking her head from side to side as she gradually relaxed and calmed.

"Oh baby, I mean Simon Sir," Chris sighed, "If that cum was an example of our weekend away then I'll need the Monday off to recover."

"Wait and see naughty girl." I replied as I snuggled down, "Just you wait and see."

"I think I'll go home and change in the morning." Chris said with a warm smile. "This naughty girl adores being here with you like this, it could become a habit lover boy, Sir."

We kissed deeply and snuggled happily down in the bed, both of us wondering silently about the coming weekend away.

The End?



The New Boss



Julie woke up to the sound of the alarm clock buzzing incessantly in her ear. She groaned and reached over to hit the snooze button, but stopped herself. Today wasn't a good day to be late to work. She supposed to be meeting the new V.P. of sales today and it wouldn't do to show up late. 

She huddled underneath the covers for just a moment longer, savoring their warmth and coziness. Finally she resigned herself to pull back the covers and get a start on her day. The room had that morning chill and the hardwood floors certainly didn't help.

She quickly slipped on her slippers and threw her kimono robe over her halter t-shirt and panties. The robe wasn't very long so it didn't help much, but anything was better than nothing at this point. She hurried over to the bathroom and glanced herself over in the mirror. Her hair was matted to the side and wildly stuck up near the top. She laughed in spite of herself and turned on the shower. Finally, when the water was nice and hot, she disrobed and climbed in. 

The hot water running over her shoulders and down her body felt wonderful. She stood for a moment under the water just reveling in the tingling sensation. She sighed and began to lather up her hair with shampoo thinking of the day to come.

Today was the first day of the new V.P. of sales, Julie had been disappointed at first as she had been hoping that they would ask her if she wanted the position, after all she had been leading the team in sales since she first got hired, but in retrospect she figured she couldn't really see them promoting a 28 year old woman to the job, especially one that had only been with the company for 3 years. She decided she'd make the best of it and learn whatever she could from the new V.P. 

She finished shampooing her hair and stuck her head under the hot water to rinse off. A quick look told her that she needed to shave her legs today, and although her sex life had been non-existent lately she should probably shave her pussy as well. It was always easier to keep it maintained than to have to start from scratch anyway. 

She got out her Intuition razor and took a sniff; she loved the fresh smell of the cucumber melon lotion that surrounded the blade. Her legs went fairly quickly, as she never let them go to long between shavings, but she always took extra time on her pussy. Usually it ended up in a masturbation session, but today she was a little preoccupied by the day's coming events so she just decided to move on to other things. 

She grabbed the conditioner for her hair; she liked to leave it on as long as possible so that her hair was always soft and shiny. So while the conditioner went to work she moved on to the body wash. She took a sniff of this as well, as the green apple scent always succeeded in making her more alert. She grabbed her luffa and scrubbed her body until it had a healthy reddish glow.

Finally she was ready to rinse off. She stepped underneath the falling water and let herself bask in the warmth once again. After a healthy few minutes just enjoying the hot water running down her body she finally turned the shower off, open the door, and grab her towel off of the peg on the wall. She dried herself vigorously and stepped out into the bathroom.

Julie grabbed a brush and started smoothing out her hair; if she didn't get it quickly it always set wrong and looked frumpled all day. While, she brushed she examined her body in the mirror. She wondered again if she should just go ahead and get the boob job she had been thinking about for years. Her 34B breasts weren't tiny, but she always wished that she filled out her tops and dresses more. She shook away the thought and finished brushing her hair.

Now it was time to pick out something to wear. She walked from her bathroom to the closet and inspected her wardrobe. She had a lot to choose from and she spent a minute perusing her different outfits. She decided to do something a bit conservative today, after all she was meeting her new boss today and there wasn't any reason to push the boundaries of professional attire today. She picked a high neck navy jacket with a matching below knee length skirt and a non descript light blue button down blouse. She opened her lingerie drawer and grabbed a plain nude color cross over bra and her last pair of clean pantyhose. 

She went over to her dressing area and started to put on her pantyhose first. "Damn." She said as she put them on. "Just what I need a run in my last pair of hose." Well, back to the drawing board with clothes, she thought. She went back to her closet and looked it over again. She regretted not doing the laundry yesterday as a lot of her business clothes were not clean. She looked and then discarded many choices and finally decided that she'd have to go a little less conservative than she was originally planning.

She picked her black pinstripe suit with the matching above knee length skirt that she usually reserved for her younger clients. Julie was not afraid to use her sex to sell. She figured it made up for the inequities in promotions that women always seemed to be on the short end of. She chose a white scoop neck satin blouse for under the jacket and moved on to her lingerie drawer. With all her pantyhose out of commission that left only stockings to go to. She picked some white ones with a lacey elastic band at the top that would keep them from sliding down her legs. The skirt was fairly tight in the back so she decided that thong panties would be best.

Julie always liked to match her bras and panties together, off colors and styles always seemed tacky to her, so she always kept them rolled together as a pair. She chose a white lacey thong that was mostly sheer with some embroidered flowers spread out to cover some of the more explicit places, with it was a matching sheer demi bra with the same embroidered flower decoration. She finished off the ensemble with a pair of black sling back heels.

She slipped into her stockings first, stockings always made her feel sexy, even though her legs were not her best feature. There was just something about stockings that made her think of sex. She shook off the feeling, there was certainly not going to be any sex today. She quickly got dressed the rest of the way and sat down to put on her makeup. She never wore too much, but she put on some mascara, a minimum of blush, and some light pink lip gloss. 

She gave herself a final once over in the mirror, she had to admit that she looked damn good in this outfit. She just hoped that the new V.P. wasn't some stogy old coot that would completely frown upon her attire, but it was too late to really worry about that. She grabbed a granola bar as she headed out the door, hopped in her convertible and backed out into the lightening sky.

David awoke to a similar sound as his alarm clock was blaring at him to get up as well. It was earlier than normal, but this being his first day he didn't want to give his sales staff the wrong impression about his work attitude. He wasn't really too worried about strict punctuality as long as his staff was in at a reasonable hour and kept up their sales quotas, but first impressions only happen once, so he wanted to make sure he was in before he was supposed to be. David had been in sales for a long time, but this was his first stint as a V.P. He was excited about the opportunity and wanted to make sure he left his mark on the company. He slipped out from under the covers and made his way to the bathroom.

He looked at himself in the mirror as he turned on the lights. He only had the pair of cotton boxer shorts he had worn to bed. He still looked good; he worked out and kept himself in good shape. He was a former swimmer and lifeguard and he still swam regularly to keep himself toned. His hair was a mess, but a shower would take care of that. He turned on the water and waited for it to heat up. 

He went over his plan of attack for the day. He was supposed to meet with the CEO first thing to have a short talk and then the CEO was going to introduce him to the executive staff. Then he wanted to have a staff meeting with his sales people to give them a general feel of what he expected, and then individual meetings with each member to get to know them better and to review their performance and what he expected out of them. He broke off his thought process as the bathroom began to fill with steam; the shower was hot so he might as well get started.

David stepped into the shower and was greeted by a spray of scalding hot water. He jumped back and muttered to himself about not checking the water first. He reached around the hot spray and turned the hot water down to a reasonable level. He let the water pour over him but then stepped forward out of the spray and grabbed the bar of soap. He used a soap that only had a mild, clean fragrance and began to lather himself up. After rinsing off he grabbed a bottle of shampoo and conditioner in one and washed up his hair. After a moment or two of idle thought beneath the warm jets of water David turned off the shower and grabbed his towel off the bathroom counter. He toweled himself off and tamed his hair a bit. Then he got out his razor and shaved his face. Satisfied that he had not missed anything he headed to his closet to pick out a suit for today.

David had many nice suits; he always liked to dress sharply. Being in sales meant that personal appearance was very important and David had not become a V.P. by dressing in business casual. He selected a light gray suit, a crisp white dress shirt and then set himself to decide on a tie. He had lots to choose of those as well, some flamboyant, some reserved. He decided to choose something in the middle, something that wouldn't label him as a rebel but wouldn't label him a bore either. He finally chose a bright red tie that was slightly muted with a gray diagonal design. It stood out, but didn't shout "Hey, look at me!" He grabbed a pair of burgundy silk boxers with a paisley design and a black waistband, and then picked out a pair of socks to match his suit. He pulled out a pair of nice black dress shoes and proceeded to get dressed for the day.

When he got down to the kitchen he realized that he had a few minutes so he grabbed a bowl and poured himself some cereal and popped a piece of toast in the toaster. He always felt it was smart to get a good breakfast in just in case he was forced to forgo lunch because of work. When he finished David put his dishes away, walked out to the garage, and got in his luxury sedan. It was brand new Lexus with all the toys; he had gotten it for himself as a present for landing this V.P. position. He marveled at the leather and the workmanship that went into his new car, then he backed out of his driveway and headed out to work.

Julie was running low on gas so she pulled into the Mobil station to fill up. She got out and swiped her card and then proceeded to start pumping the gas. She was just kind of day dreaming waiting for the tank to fill when a tan Lexus pulled up to the pump opposite of her and a man got out. The first thing Julie noticed was his nice suit. It had a tailored look and it fit the man well. He looked important, but not full of himself as he swiped his own card and began to pump as well. He was scanning the road apparently thinking his own thoughts so Julie had the chance to look at him a bit closer. 

He was handsome, not ruggedly handsome like some romance novel hero or fashion model, but he had an air to him that made him stand out above the normal guy. He was older than any of the guys she had been dating recently, but not old, and beneath the suit she thought she could tell he was in good shape. His suit was conservative but he had a nice red tie on that told you he wasn't some executive fuddy duddy. 

She began to imagine herself on his arm, leaving a theater production, him in his nice suit and her in an evening gown. They would look good together she thought. In her mind he opened the door for her and she'd slip unto the leather seat as he closed the door behind her. She imagined them getting to their huge house and going inside. He'd light a fire and they would embrace in front of it. Then he would tilt her head up and kiss her softly, sensuously. His hand would move to her shoulder as he began to kiss down the nape of her neck. She'd revel in the tingling sensation he gave her. She'd reach out her hand to caress the bulge in his… [Clunk]

The gas pump broke her out of her reverie and she jumped slightly at the sound. She noticed that he was looking at her now, so she sheepishly looked down, topped off the gas and replaced the cap. She stole a quick glance at him and saw that he was still watching her. If she were more daring she'd give him her phone number, but if it was one thing that defined her life it was not daring. She got into her car and drove out to the street and on to work.

A tone sounded and the little gas pump indicator lit up on the instrument panel of David's Lexus. He was a little unfamiliar with the area so he was glad when he saw a Mobil station he could stop at. He pulled next to a pump, clicked the fuel door release button and got out of his car. David swiped his card, started filling up the gas tank, and looked towards the street to survey the traffic he would be driving in with every day. It wasn't too bad really, the street was crowded but at least it wasn't stop and go.

He looked over to see a petite little Asian girl staring at him. He looked back at her, but he could tell she was off in her own little world. She was definitely hot, he thought. The business suit she was wearing looked incredible on her and he found himself imagining what she had on underneath. Were those pantyhose? Stockings? Was she wearing a garter? She had long dark brown hair, and average to below average sized boobs, but David wasn't really a tit man anyway, he liked them on the smaller side. 

He began to imagine himself cupping those lovely tits and sucking on, what he was sure were some small brown nipples. Then he'd work his way down over her flat stomach and down to that place where her thighs met her torso. Would she be hairy? Trimmed? Shaved? Trimmed he thought, probably with a little landing strip. He'd move around and over her pussy, teasing her with his hot breath and warm tongue, always keeping just out of reach of her engorged clit. He'd smell her sweetness as she became hotter and wetter, then he would take his first taste…

The little Asian girl jumped, like she had been startled by something. She looked at David once and then quickly looked down at the gas pump handle. She seemed almost embarrassed. David continued looking at her as she started screwing the fuel cap back on her little convertible. She has a pretty face, he thought. Not as hot as the girls in that porn, he mused, but very pretty nonetheless. She gave him one more quick glance and then seductively slide into the driver's seat and drove away.

David sighed and wondered what it would be like to fuck a girl so young. The ladies he had been dating and bedding lately were all middle aged. Hot in their own way of course, but they rarely wanted to do anything fun or out of the ordinary. Sex was supposed to be in the bedroom and nowhere else. Damn it, I'm not old, he thought to himself. I'm in my prime right now, why am I wasting it on boring sex? He asked himself almost angrily. He decided the next time he saw a girl like that he was going to ask her out, or at least strike up a conversation. The pump clunked, indicating his tank was full so he topped it off, put the fuel cap back on and shut the fuel door. He backed out and turned onto the street still thinking about the hot little Asian girl.

Julie got to her office and immediately started dealing with emails and phone messages that were waiting for her. It was going to be a busy morning and she still didn't know what the new V.P. was going to have in store today. She saw that he had blocked off time in the conference room at 9:00 and figured he was going to hold a staff meeting to introduce himself. She had plenty of work to do before then so she started making her callbacks and answering her emails.

David pulled into the parking lot and into his reserved space. A guy could get used to this, he thought. He went up to the fourth floor where his office was going to be and made it as far as his new secretary. Her name was Nancy and she looked to be about 40 and about 40 pounds overweight as well. Her desk was clean though and she had a look of competence about her. Besides, it's not like he was going to start dating his secretary anyway. 

"Mr. Jones." She said. "Mr. Anderson wants to see you as soon as you get in. I'll show you to his office. Also, I put the personnel files and sales figures on your desk, as you requested."

"Thank you Nancy." He said. "If you can point me to Mr. Anderson's office, I'd be very appreciative."

Nancy led David through the floor to a large mahogany reception area. Along the way she pointed out the restrooms and told him the cafeteria was on the first floor on the other side of the atrium. Sales was on the second floor and engineering was on the third floor. They had a manufacturing facility in the next building over.

"I'll leave you with Cassandra and I'll be back at my desk if you need me sir." Nancy said.

"Thanks for the directions Nancy." David said as she took her leave.

Cassandra was a beautiful blonde girl who couldn't have been over 25. She had huge tits for her body, at least 36D. David decided they must be implants because she looked to be about 5'8" and 120 pounds. She smiled at him brightly and said.

"You must be Mr. Jones. I'm Cassandra, Mr. Anderson's assistant."

He replied. "Yes, I'm David. It's a pleasure to meet you Cassandra. Is Mr. Anderson available?"

"Let me check." She said.

She pressed a small intercom button and waited until Mr. Anderson answered the call.

"Yes Cassie, what is it?" Mr. Anderson asked.

"Mr. Jones is here waiting to see you sir." She replied.

"Great, please send him in and fetch us both some coffee will you?"

"Certainly sir." She said, then she pressed the button again and said. "Go right in Mr. Jones."

David opened the paneled door and stepped into the CEO's office.

They talked for a while. Mr. Anderson thanked David again for joining the team and that he was sure the Sales department would take off under David's guidance. At 8:00 they walked to the executive conference room. David knew he was going to have to postpone his staff meeting so he asked Cassandra to have Nancy inform his staff for him.

The executive meeting seemed to go on forever. Each V.P. had to get up and tell David a little about what their department did and how they linked in with sales. Then Mr. Anderson made a long speech about the exciting new direction the company was taking and that David was a prize new addition to the executive team. When it was finally over it was close to 10:00.

David decided to forgo the staff meeting and just meet up with each of his staff individually. He got back to his office and started perusing the personnel files and sales figures for each person on his staff. He quickly categorized them from best to worst as far as numbers went. He was slightly surprised to see he had a woman pulling in the most sales. Julie Doll was her name. He didn't figure he'd get to her until late afternoon, as he wanted to deal with the worst members of his team first. Jason Swires was the one with the worst sales figures. He paged Nancy and asked for her to send him up.

When Jason walked in David could immediately see why he was the low man on the sales totem. He dressed in a polo and khakis and he had at least two days growth on his face. He looked disorganized and seemed a little befuddled by some of the questions David asked him about his sales numbers and what his plans and goals were to raise them. David hoped that the rest of his staff wasn't this bad or he was going to be in for a rough time.




The New Boss



The day progressed and David met with the other members of his staff. It was already ten minutes to five when he got to Julie's folder. He paged Nancy and asked her to ask Julie if she'd be able to stay a little late for their meeting. While he waited for an answer he looked over her file. It was actually pretty amazing. 

She had joined the sales staff from the legal department and had practically led the sales group in figures since the first month. Her numbers were far above the next closest person. He pictured a high-energy older woman with a no nonsense attitude and a relentless style. Nancy finally buzzed back and told him that Julie had agreed to stay late for the interview. Nancy asked if it was all right if she left for the day after she showed Julie in. David told her that would be fine and waited for Julie to make it to his office. It wasn't long before Nancy buzzed again

"Julie is here to see you sir." Nancy said.

"Thank you Nancy, tell her she can come in. Oh, and have a good evening." David said through the intercom.

"Thank you sir." Nancy replied.

Julie walked into David's office and immediately blushed. She couldn't believe it, how was it possible that the guy from the gas station was her new boss. David was looking down at a folder so she quickly tried to compose herself and sat down opposite of his oak desk.

David looked up as Julie sat down in the chair opposite his desk and he was sure his mouth dropped open with surprise. It's the girl from the gas station he thought. I can't believe this, I was fantasizing about fucking my top sales person. The thought of it started to give him an erection again so he shook off the thought and regained his composure. Julie looked a little flustered, David assumed from meeting her new boss. He smiled and said.

"Julie, I'm so glad to finally meet you. I had planned to meet everyone as a group this morning, but the executive staff meeting ran longer than I thought."

"Oh, that's no problem sir." Julie replied. "I had lots of work to do today so it was nice to be able to catch up there."

"Julie, please call me David. I'm a pretty informal boss and I like to have a good rapport with my staff."

"OK, David." Julie smiled.

Her smile seemed to light up the room, and David marveled again at how incredible she looked in that suit. His eyes subconsciously wandered down to her tits again and a picture of her sitting there topless smiling at him flashed into his head. He looked back up at Julie's face and noticed that she seemed to be waiting for a reply from him. 

"I'm sorry, what did you say Julie?" He asked, somewhat embarrassed.

Julie waited for David to answer her question, but after a moment she realized he must not have been paying attention. The angle of his head suggested that he was looking at her boobs, but that couldn't be right. She took a moment to look him over as well. She decided she was right in her assessment at the gas station. He was handsome and he still looked very good in his suit. His shirt collar had wilted a little this late in the day but he still had a sharp fresh look to him. Julie liked his voice, she decided. It was soft but it had a strong feel to it, like every word had a measure and a solidness to it. He had gorgeous eyes, and his hands looked strong but soft at the same time. Finally he seemed to break out of his trance and asked her to repeat herself.

"I asked what you thought of the staff so far." Julie said.

Something in the way Julie was looking at him made David feel like she knew he had been looking at her tits. He was embarrassed, but she didn't seem upset so he decided she must not have noticed him staring. He answered her about the staff and told her a little about what he was looking to bring to the Sales department. He praised her for her sales record and assured her that he was very pleased and impressed with her work.

He looked her over as he talked to her and decided that she had the best smile he had ever seen. Her hair shined in lights of his office and he found himself wondering how soft it was. He tried not to think about it, but the image of her soft tits and small nipples kept flashing into his mind. He continued on admirably considering the conflicting thoughts in his head and felt pretty sure she didn't notice that he was thinking about two things at once, namely her topless. He was glad he was hidden behind his big oak desk though because he was sure the bulge in his dress pants would be very noticeable.

She smiled as he talked and nodded her head at the appropriate moments, but she could definitely tell he was checking her out now. He was doing a valiant job staying on topic but she was sure she had caught him looking at her boobs a number of times now. She expected to be unhappy about it, but realized she wasn't. He was handsome, he wore an aura of confidence and control and he was checking her out. She felt flattered and couldn't help but wonder what he was thinking. She imagined he was thinking about her boobs, thinking about popping them out of her bra and taking her nipple into his mouth. The thought caused a familiar tingle in her groin and her nipples started to become hard.

David was finishing up his expectations for the department when he started to notice Julies nipples poking out visibly into her blouse. His slightly hard cock was starting to come to more attention now. For the first time he noticed that it seemed like she was checking him out as well. That thought excited him even more and his cock grew to almost it's full state. He managed to finish off his speech, and figured he needed to end this meeting before he started making too many mistakes by thinking of too many things at once. He thanked her again for her hard work and excellent efforts and told her she was the star of the sales team as far as he was concerned.

"Thanks again for staying late for this meeting Julie. Have a good evening and I'll see you at the staff meeting tomorrow."

Julie stood up and decided it would be best to shake his hand. Besides, that way she'd be able to feel for herself if he had the soft yet strong hands she imagined he did. She had been thinking about him checking her out ever since the meeting started and her nipples were now fully hard and aching against the sheer fabric of her bra. She had started to get a little wet between that stimulation against her nipples and the thought of David teasing her there.

When Julie stood up David realized that she wanted to shake his hand. Damn, he thought, I can't very well shake her hand sitting down. He contemplated his options for a moment. If he simply stood up and shook her hand he was sure she'd be able to see his erection. These damn suit pants didn't hide anything and his boxers certainly weren't helping either. He decided to get up and move over to the corner of his desk to lead her out. This way she would be turned to head out of the office and hopefully wouldn't notice what was going on below his belt.

Her eyes jumped to his crotch as soon as he stood up. It was quite obvious he had a boner and judging by the size of the bulge he wasn't lacking in the cock department. He moved swiftly to the corner of his desk and extended his hand to hers. His hand was even softer than she imagined, but it was indeed strong and confident. He put his other hand to the small of her back to lead her out of the office. When his hand touched her, it was almost like electricity had shot through her. Her body was heightened to sensitivity and his touch set something off in her. 

She looked down again at the bulge in his pants. Julie felt as if she were at a crossroad. Her whole life she had taken the easy path, the path of least resistance. She didn't take risks and she didn't do impulsive things. She was reliable old Julie. Julie the designated driver, Julie the baby sitter on a Friday night, Julie the house sitter while you were away at vacation. She was tired of being the predictable dependable Julie. She felt a wave building up inside her. All those years of following the easy, respectable path were causing a tidal wave of desire through her. She refused to be this passive person anymore. Impulsively she turned towards him and kissed him. She could see his eyes widen in surprise, but it was too late to break off now. She was committed.

David stepped to the corner of his desk, hoping it would somehow shield his erection from view. He took her hand and shook it and then put a hand to the small of her back to steer her away from his erection. He thought he had pulled if off when suddenly Julie turned and kissed him. David couldn't believe it. The shock of it caused him to stand still, but the realization came that she was young, beautiful, and obviously had noticed him checking her out and didn't mind. Didn't mind? Hell she was initiating things!

David broke out of his stupor and pulled Julie close to him. He slipped his other hand behind her neck and felt her soft shiny hair in against the back of his hand as he tilted her head up to his. Her kiss was wild, and their tongues fenced playfully in each other's mouth. She started to push off his suit jacket before their intense first kiss had ended. It slid off his arms and unto floor as he released his grip about her small waist and swan like neck. She moved him over to the desk so he could lean against it and then started unbuttoning his dress shirt.

Julie felt absolutely wanton. When he hadn't responded at first she had been afraid that she had blown it and gotten herself fired. But then he had pulled her close and kissed her back and she knew he wanted her as bad as she wanted him. She felt almost detached from herself at first. This was not Julie was it? She hadn't just put her toe in the water; she had jumped headlong into it and now was swimming for her life. It was too late to turn back now, and besides, she didn't want to. She needed this release badly.

She pushed him back against the desk and started pulling apart his shirt. She didn't have time for buttons. His chest was well defined, he definitely kept in shape, just like she had imagined. She closed her mouth over one of his nipples and licked a small circle around it until it grew hard. She sucked on it gently while her hands undid David's belt. She finally loosened it enough and his pants fell to the floor. She kneeled down, shrugging off her jacket as she got to her knees. She pulled off her blouse before peeling his boxer shorts over his erection and down to his feet.

David leaned back as Julie ripped his shirt open. He couldn't believe how wild she was. She had seemed so reserved during the whole interview and now she was a wild tiger popping buttons off his shirt and sucking on his nipples. He closed his eyes and reveled in the sensations her tongue was giving him while she worked on his belt. When his pants finally dropped and she released his nipple from her mouth, he opened his eyes and watched her get into a kneeling position. She shucked off her jack and an pulled her blouse over her head. She had a cute little sheer bra with some flower embroidery on it. The sight of her cleavage and the tops of her tits caused David's cock to become fully erect. She looked up and locked eyes with his as she grabbed his erection and began to put it in her mouth.

Julie took David's cock in her hand and brought her mouth to the tip. She had been right in her assessment before. It was a good-sized cock, not the biggest she'd seen, but if there was one thing she knew, bigger was not always better. She looked up at him and met his gaze. She began to tease the tip of his cock with her tongue. He let out a small groan when the tip of her tongue finally touched his cock. A small trail of saliva led from her tongue to the tip of his cock when she brought it back to her mouth. 

She worked up more saliva in her mouth and then slid her tongue along the length of his shaft on either side. When she had generously lubricated both sides she grabbed his shaft with her hand and started stroking it slowly up and down. She took his head in her mouth again and playfully teased the slit on the top by flicking it with her tongue. She could taste his pre-cum and it only served to excite her further. Her eyes never left his as she swirled her tongue around the head of his cock. Over, under, and around her tongue moved teasing him as her hand continued to stroke on his shaft. Finally she dropped her tongue to the bottom of her mouth and started to take in more of him.

David marveled at the blowjob he was getting. Julie was amazing with her tongue, and he was quite sure this was going to be the best blowjob of his life. He couldn't take his eyes off of hers and she never broke her gaze either. There was something deep and soulful about that, like they were connected far deeper than just her tongue to his cock. He groaned and subconsciously pushed his cock closer to her tongue. 

After tongue teasing his head for awhile she finally started to take more of him in her mouth. He could feel her warm wet tongue sliding farther down his shaft. He thought for a minute she might take all of him in, but she stopped after a few inches and held herself there. Her lips around him and her tongue resting against him were an incredible feeling. Every other woman who had given him a blowjob had always just worked in and out. None of them had just enjoyed feeling his cock in their mouths, and here Julie was looking up at him with rapt passion in her eyes, hell right down to her soul.

Julie finally took David's cock back out of her mouth. She loved the way it felt. His head was velvet smooth, and she could feel the pulse of him through the shaft of his cock. She felt so alive like that, so connected to him. His eyes never left hers so she knew he felt the connection too. Her body tingled everywhere. It was like every nerve ending in her body had become super sensitive to the slightest touch. Her pussy was getting soaked now and her thong was practically parting her pussy lips. It was pressed up hard against her clit and the familiar sensations were beginning to build. 

She tried hard to push that aside to focus on David's blowjob. She started working just the first inch or so of his cock in and out of her mouth. She stroked the rest of his shaft with one hand and balanced herself against the back of his leg with the other. She fell into a steady rhythm now, her hand and mouth moving together to cover his entire cock.

David leaned back against the desk and groaned again. Julie had fallen into a rhythm now and was doing her best to take him over the edge. A part of him wanted to hold back, to make this blowjob last forever, but there were parts of her he wanted to explore too. Suddenly David could feel Julie's teeth playfully scraping against the top of his cock. The sensation seemed to focus all of his attention to his blowjob. It was amazing the way she could take total control of him like that, she seemed to be able to lead him to any place she wanted at will. His cock was throbbing now and that familiar sensation was starting to grow in his balls.

The pressure on Julie's clit by her thong was getting harder and harder to push back. Something about taking David, her boss, a man she didn't even know existed before this morning was causing her to become way more stimulated than she ever had before. Giving blowjobs always made her hot, but this was different, she was sure it wouldn't be long before she came herself. The thought of that only seemed to increase her desire. Her mind went back to David's cock and she started to gently use her teeth along the top of it. She could feel the throbbing start to increase and she knew he was probably getting close.

She hadn't really given any thought to where he was going to cum before now. Julie was filled with a desire to taste him; she wanted to feel the warmth of his cum on her tongue and in her mouth. She didn't want to make this just an ordinary blowjob though, she always swallowed. Julie wanted to make this blowjob as wild and wanton as she felt right now. She decided she wanted to watch him cum, she was going to do something she'd never let any man before do to her. She wanted him to cum on her face; she wanted to get it on her hair and in her mouth.

The thought of David cumming on her was bringing Julie to the edge of climax. Her clit was throbbing now with the increased blood flow from her state of arousal. She shifted her weight slightly and gasped as her soaking wet thong pressed harder onto her clit, she was so close now. She moved again and there was no stopping the wave now. She took her mouth off of David's cock and let out a low moan. The first wave of her orgasm swept over her and she moaned again.

David was right at the edge now, and he could feel that Julie knew it because she kept him right there teetering on the edge without pushing him over it yet. She shifted slightly and let out a tiny gasp of pleasure. David wasn't quite sure what was going on as she had one hand on his cock and the other on the back of one of his legs. There wasn't anything anywhere near her pussy.

She shifted again and this time her mouth came off of the end of his cock and she let out a low moan of pleasure. She moaned again quickly after that and it was obvious she was having her own orgasm. David looked at her in amazement; she was actually having an orgasm from sucking him off. Her grip on his cock tightened as the orgasm overtook her. The increased pressure and the thought of Julie cumming from no other stimulation but from blowing him was almost more than David could take. He groaned again and made a Herculean effort to keep his cum in his balls.

Julie has lost control now. Her orgasm was coming in waves now and she rocked slowly and let out another long low moan of pleasure. Her hand had involuntarily been squeezing David's cock and she heard him let out another groan. Finally the shock waves passed and Julie regained some of her senses. She knew David was doing everything he could not to cum until she wanted him to. She looked up at him again with a wild look of lust in her eyes. She started stroking his cock again in a steady circular motion. She felt him tense up and knew he was about to let loose.

The first massive spurt hit her on her left cheek and onto her hair and ear. Julie repositioned herself slightly so that the next one landed on her lips and in her mouth. David shuddered again and let out a third load that caught her upper lip and glanced off just to the right of her eye. He let out his own low moan when Julie put her mouth over his head again and milked out the last of his cum with her hand. When she was sure she had gotten it all she took her finger and moved the cum from her face to her mouth so she could taste it all. They were both breathing heavily as David leaned down and put his hands around her waist and drew her up for a deep kiss.

David expertly unhooked the clasp of Julie's bra and if fell down to the crooks of her elbows exposing her small firm tits. They were just how he had imagined them. They hung perfectly and had perfect small dark brown nipples that were still poking out rock hard. She let the bra fall to the floor and David swung her around so that her back was now facing the desk. He leaned his head down and took one of her hard nipples in his mouth. She let out a small gasp and arched her back pushing her tit harder against his mouth. He took his mouth off of her nipple and cupped his hand around her perfect tit while he moved his mouth to her other nipple. She gasped again at the first touch of his tongue tracing light circles around her nipple.

Julie followed David's guiding hands as he rose her up to give her a deep kiss. His tongue danced playfully with hers as he unhooked her bra. She loosened her shoulders a bit and her bra slid down to her elbows. Her nipples were hard and aching to be sucked, after their rough treatment against the embroidery of her bra. She saw the look of excitement in David's eyes when they broke off their kiss and he examined her boobs. 




The New Boss



Julie lowered her arms and let the bra slip off of her and onto the floor. David grabbed her with his strong hands and swung her around so that he was facing the desk and she was leaning against it. She watched as David lowered his head and took one of her nipples in his mouth. Julie gasped as the sensation seemed to shoot right through her body. She arched her back so that he wouldn't take his mouth off of her aching nipple. He tugged on it playfully and then moved his head back and cupped it with his hand. She gasped again when she felt just the tip of his warm, wet tongue touch her areola. He began to trace tiny circles around her nipple as he gently massaged her other boob with his hand. The sensation was palpable and seemed to shoot straight down to her pussy.

David loved the feel of Julie's tits, whether it was the softness under his hand, or the hardness of her nipple in his mouth. But as wonderful as it might be he longed to smell and taste her pussy. He broke off his teasing of her tits and brought his hands to her hips. In one smooth movement he easily lifted her small frame so that she was sitting on the edge of his desk. He kissed her lightly all the way down from her tits to her stomach; he spent a moment and playfully stuck his tongue in her belly button before he moved his way down to the waistband of her panties. 

He could smell her musky scent already and could see that her panties were completely drenched in her juices. They were sheer but the embroidered flowers made it difficult to tell if she had the landing strip he had imagined she would have. Her scent drew him like a magnet and kissed her softly where the leg band of her panties met the inside of her thigh. He heard Julie sigh as she leaned back and lay flat upon the top of the desk, kicked off her high heels, and rested the heels of her stocking feet on his desk.

David moved his way down the crease of her thigh and then over to her still panty covered pussy. The smell was intoxicating as he placed his mouth over the bottom part of her pussy and sucked at her through her panties. He heard Julie moan again as she squirmed at his touch. He spent a few moments more tasting her juices before he moved to the cease of her other thigh. He felt her squirm again, but this time she was trying to get her pussy to his mouth again. He continued his trek up her thigh until he got to the waistband again. David tucked his index fingers underneath the band and began to pull her panties off of her. She lifted her butt to assist him and as he pulled her panties up and over her knees he got his first view of her totally shaved pussy.

Julie's body was on fire, her pussy was soaking wet and her clit was throbbing against her panties. David's teasing of her nipples was sending electric shots of pleasure straight through her, as she moaned with delight. Finally he broke free, moved his hands to her hips and gently lifted her up and set her on his desk. Julie closed her eyes and sighed as David worked his way down from her boobs to her stomach with soft, sensual kisses. He stopped for a quick second to tongue her belly button before his lips made it down to her panties. Julie sighed as David's mouth finally got to where her thigh met her torso. She lay back upon the desk, kicked off her sling back heels, spread her legs, and rested her heels on the edge of the desk 

David's kisses were driving her crazy, she wanted desperately for him to take off her panties and suck on her engorged clit, but she resisted the urge to guide him there and let David go about his own pace. He slowly moved down the line of her thigh until final he moved his mouth to her pussy. Julie could feel his hot, warm breath through her panties and she moaned as she squirmed at the slight tickling sensation it gave her. 

He moved off of her pussy yet again a few moments later and started kissing the line of her other thigh. Julie was almost overcome with the desire to have David's mouth on her pussy and she tried to move her pussy back towards his mouth. David resisted her motions though and slowly kissed his way up towards her waist once more. She felt him put his fingers underneath and he started to pull her panties off of her. She lifted up slightly to help him, and he slowly peeled her panties off of her, over her knees and feet, and then dropped them on the floor.

David couldn't believe his fortunes. He loved a shaved pussy, but he hadn't imagined Julie would have one. He resisted the temptation to dive right in and start sucking on her clit, and instead started kissing the outer lips of her pussy. Julie let out another low guttural moan of pleasure and her hips bucked up slightly trying to get him to give in and take her clit between his lips. He resisted again and moved to the other side of her pussy. He moved slowly over the top of her clit and let his warm breath tickle her so that she knew he was there, so close to it. She moaned and tried again to lift herself up to his mouth. He deftly avoided her though and kissed her again down the side of her pussy.

The wonderful scent of her pussy was too much to resist though so he brought his tongue to the bottom of her slit and slow licked upwards. Julie shuddered and moaned yet again. She tasted delicious, even better than she smelled, he thought. He purposely avoided her clit and started again at the bottom with another slow lick. He knew he was driving her crazy, but he wanted her release to be cataclysmic. The next time down he moved his face closer and stuck his tongue inside her molten pussy. His face was immediately soaked in her juices and David realized he had never seen a woman get this wet before. He began to slowly tongue fuck her pussy, curling his tongue upward and out and then digging it back in at the bottom. David felt like he could spend all night right there devouring her pussy and drinking from her juices.

Julie was in a frenzy of sexual excitement, her mind raced, and she had an insatiable need for David to suck on her clit and bring her to a climactic orgasm. She moaned as David teased her some more by kissing the outside of her pussy. She needed it so badly now, that she tried again to lift up her hips and force David to suck on her clit. He instead moved over to the other side of her aching pussy and kissed her there. Suddenly she felt his warm breath on her clit and she knew he was so very close. She moaned with desire and wanting and pushed her hips up again. 

Somehow he managed to move before she could get her engorged clit to his lips, and instead he kissed her again just outside her pussy. Finally he moved his warm wet tongue to her pussy and Julie shuddered as the shock wave of the sensation traveled throughout her body. His tongue worked slowly up her slit and then moved out just before it had gotten to her throbbing clit. His tongue moved down to the bottom again and he repeated his previous motion. Finally he moved close and stuck his tongue into her pussy. His moved it slowly up and out and then stuck it back inside of her again.

Julie was almost going out of her mind. She needed release, she felt like she was going to explode, and every nerve ending in her body was tingling with energy. She couldn't take any more teasing, she needed him to suck on her clit and send her careening over the edge.

"God David, please I can't take anymore teasing." She said breathlessly.

David, knew he had taken her as far as he could and moved the flat of his tongue upwards until he got to her clit. He paused for just a moment before he dove down and started sucking hard on Julie's clit. Julie jumped and bucked as he sucked firmly but gently on her hot button. She cried out and used her hands to pull him tight against her. David's face was covered in pussy juices and he felt like he couldn't breathe, but he was determined to not let go until she came into his mouth. She was grinding her hips now, pressing herself as firmly against his face as she could. He closed his eyes and reveled in this moment of pure adrenaline filled passion. Suddenly he felt her tense and he knew she was about to cum.

Julie felt David bring the flat of his tongue up her pussy this time and again felt his warm breath just over her clit. In a moment that seemed to stretch for an eternity he sat there poised above her. Then, finally, he brought his lips over her clit and started to suck it. The teasing David had been doing before had been making her entire body tingle, but this sensation was like a cannon shot through her. She bucked uncontrollably and cried out in passion as she grabbed his head and drew it as close to her as she possibly could. She was so close now, she started grinding her hips now moving her clit in his mouth as he continued his steady sucking. Julie could feel the tidal force of her orgasm welling up inside her. She tensed for the onslaught of it and tried to pull David's face impossibly closer to her. The shock wave of her orgasm burst from her clit and traveled lighting fast throughout the rest of her body.

"Oh my God, fuck yesssssss." She cried, as she continued to press as hard as she could against David's face.

She shuddered again as the next wave shot from her clit and followed the first to every part of her body. Another wave struck, and then another.

"Ohhhhhhh mmmmmm." She moaned, as the aftershocks of her orgasm rocked her body.

At last she released David's head and he released from her clit so he could get a long breath of air. David's face was soaking wet, covered in Julie's cum and pussy juices. He loved the way she tasted and contemplated going back and teasing her pussy and clit again, but his cock was erect and it required some attention of its own.

David stood up and looked down on Julie. Her eyes were closed and she was breathing heavily, but she had a slight smile on her face. She had a soft glow of perspiration, and her hair was tousled from her uncontrollable thrashing during her orgasm. Her eyes fluttered open and she looked into his eyes for a moment before she sat up, wrapped her arms around his neck and gave him a deep, slow, sensual kiss. David was enjoying this, comparably relaxed, kiss as opposed to the wild, frenzied kisses they had shared before. His hard cock was pressing on her pussy and stomach. Finally she broke off their kiss, and with a twinkle in her eyes, she reached down to grab his erection.

Julie lay on David's desk and tried to regain some composure. She had never had an orgasm that powerful in her life and her body was trying to recover from the sensual explosion that had rocked her only moments before. She heard David stand up, but he let her be and didn't immediately try to initiate anything else. She opened her eyes and looked at him for a moment. 

His face was wet with her cum and juices and his hair was tousled from his ride between her thighs. She felt an insatiable desire to kiss him, so she sat up and wrapped her arms around his neck and pulled him close. She could smell and taste herself on his lips and tongue and that excited her in a strange, primal way. She felt his cock pressing on her and realized that although her orgasm had released the enormous amount of pent up sexual energy inside of her; she now just had the emotional and spiritual need to feel him deep within her. She broke off of their kiss and looked at him playfully; while she reached down to fondle his cock.

"I want you inside me." She said, in a husky voice.

David didn't need to be told twice. His cock ached to feel her pussy around it. He grabbed her ass and pulled her until it was hanging slight off of the edge of his desk. Then he moved his hands and brought her still stocking clad legs up and held them underneath her knees. 

Julie lay back down on the desk and used her hand to guide the tip of his cock to her pussy. She sighed as he pushed an inch or so inside of her, but instead of pushing his way deep inside her, he pulled back again until just the tip was inside of her. Again he pushed himself in just an inch or so, and again he pulled back so that just the tip of him was inside. He did this nine times, and on the tenth instead of pulling back out he thrust and pushed in as far as he could go. He heard her moan softly, so he kept himself there for just a moment before he pulled back to just the tip again. He repeated this procedure but this time on the ninth time he pushed himself deep, then on the eighth time, and so on. Each time he plunged deep she let out a soft moan. Finally he got to the point where his first stroke was the one that went deep and then he continued to go deep in a slow steady pace.

Julie needed David now, and thankfully it seemed he needed to be inside her as well. He pulled her to the desk and then tucked his hands beneath her knees. Julie felt for his cock, found it, then guided it to her wet and waiting pussy. As David pushed his way forward she felt the first of him enter her. She sighed and relaxed her pussy muscles to allow him full entry but instead he pulled back so that just the tip of him was inside her. He pushed in a little more and then pulled back to the tip again. Julie was so ready to feel him all the way inside her that she could barely contain herself. 

She wished she were on top of him, able to control the action better, but here, lying on the desk, she was helpless to do the things she wanted.  It felt like he was doing this forever, teasing her pussy with half strokes and then pulling out to just the tip of his cock. Finally he thrust deep inside her and Julie moaned at the pleasure of it. Her moment of bliss was soon over though as he pulled to the tip once again. Julie waited for the next deep stroke but it didn't come. David pushed in half way and pulled out to the tip yet again. Julie longed to feel him deep inside her again but he continued on with those maddening half strokes. 

Just when Julie felt she couldn't keep quiet a moment longer David pushed himself deep inside her again. The feeling of absolute pleasure was undeniable and she moaned yet again. She wanted to feel him deep inside her forever, but he pulled out again to the tip. When David half stroked again, Julie finally realized what he was doing and waited impatiently for the eight stroke. Finally it came and Julie moaned as he went deep inside her again. The count down finally whittled to the point where David was taking long deep strokes now. Julie was in heaven, David's cock filled her in a way that no other man's had, she seemed to feel every inch of him and reveled at the sensations he gave her. She decided the time for being passive had ended though and decided to let him know that she had some hidden talents as well.

David was enjoying his slow fuck of Julie when suddenly when he went deep he felt Julie's pussy muscles contract and tighten around his hard cock. The sensation was indescribable and he almost lost control of himself at the pleasure it gave him. He pulled back and she released, but then clenched again at his next stroke in. David was amazed at the control she had, each stroke by him and she would clench again. He had never been with a woman who could do that and sensation of tightness it gave him was almost too much for him. He willed himself not to cum though and kept at his steady pace. Julie was moaning at each stroke and she put two fingers over her clit and starting rubbing it in a circular motion, slow, then fast, slow, then fast again. With her other hand she was playing with one of her tits and rolling her nipple around between her thumb and forefinger.

David began to think about where he was going to cum. He wanted desperately to cum inside Julie and feel her pussy milk him until he was dry, but he wasn't sure if she was on the pill or not and didn't want to risk it. The way she was rubbing her clit made a top pullout impossible, but the last thing he wanted was to pull out and then have to stroke himself off on her. He wanted the touch of Julie's soft skin to bring him to climax, not his hand. David had an idea, he pulled out of Julie, moved his arms down, grabbed her by the hips, pulled her until her whole ass hung out over space, and then turned her over so that she was now leaning up over the desk instead of being up on it. She turned and looked at him with a smile as he moved forward again and pressed the tip of his cock back into her.

With David's next stroke Julie contracted her pussy muscles and felt herself grip onto his cock. A brief look of surprise flashed across his face, but he kept up his pace and Julie contracted each time he reached the end of his stroke. She had been practicing her Kegel exercises for two years now, ever since she had read in that Cosmo article that they would increase sexual pleasure for the man and the woman. 

Julie had to admit that it did make an already wonderful feeling even better, and she felt the building of another wave deep inside her. She didn't want a long slow build up though so she reached her hand down and started rubbing her clit in that familiar way that she knew from years of masturbation. With her other hand she slowly rolled and squeezed one of her nipples between her fingers while the little shocks of pleasure ran through her and fueled the wave building inside.

Julie was enjoying the building crescendo when David pulled out and let his hands slide down her legs to her ass. He pulled her partially off the desk and swung her legs around until she got the idea that he wanted her to stand and lean over the desk. She stood and turned to smile at him devilishly as she spread her legs outward as David moved forward and pushed his cock back inside her.

Julie leaned forward and let her forearms support her on the desk as David plunged deep inside her. The feeling of him sliding deep inside her again caused her to let out another moan and she temporarily forgot to squeeze to make herself tighten around him. When he started his slow, regular strokes she regained her composure and began to squeeze him as he reached his deepest point. The wave that had stalled just moments before began to build up in intensity once again and Julie let out short little moans at each of his strokes.

"Mm… Mm… Mm…" She moaned as he rocked into her again and again.

David watched as Julie leaned low upon the desk. As she lowered slightly it pushed her ass a little higher in the air. David pushed his way deep into her tunnel again and Julie let out a low moan. He was a little disappointed when she didn't squeeze, but started up again with long, slow, steady strokes. His disappointment didn't last long though, as Julie seemed to remember herself and started making her pussy very tight again. The sensation of her tightened pussy hugging his cock was unlike anything he had ever felt before. She was so soft inside, but she held his cock in an almost iron grip as he pulled out of his deep stroke.

Julie started moaning at each stroke, and the sound of it, coupled with the view of her curved back and round ass was enough to start David's cock throbbing again. He knew that he wouldn't be able to keep this pace much longer and he wanted to make sure Julie came again.

David started to quicken his pace a bit and Julie's moaning became even louder. She faltered a bit and couldn't seem to keep up with him now so she held her pussy in a constantly tightened state. It felt like David was fucking a virgin and that thought only helped to heighten his arousal. He began to pump even faster and soon the sound of his balls slapping against her joined the sounds Julie was making.

As David picked up the pace of his fucking Julie lost track of when she needed to be tightening herself so she kept herself tight the whole time. Her wave was steadily building now and soon nothing would be able to hold it back. David increased his tempo even more and the sound of him slapping against her caused her to moan even louder.




The New Boss



Hi all. Taking a break from my series stories to write this relatively "short" one part story. Trying something different here. Narrating in third person and not in first person as usual. Also, there is very little elaborate description of actual sex like in my other stories. I think the fun is all in the build-up, the situation and the twist. I enjoyed writing it and hope you enjoy reading it too. In a couple of days, I'll return to writing the next parts of one of my series stories - Naked Delhi Daredevilry, The Shop Floor Guys and On The Road, all of which you can read by clicking on my profile.

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Amishi got out of the cab, paid the driver, and walked towards the office building. She opened the glass door and walked towards the stairs, when a security guard called out to her,

"Yes madam? Can I help you?" 

"I am just going upstairs." Amishi replied.

"But there is no one there, madam. It's all locked." the guard replied.

"No one there?" Amishi said, checking her watch in surprise. It was just 4 pm. Very unusual for an office to be completely empty at this time.

"Yes, everyone has gone for the party." he said.

"Party?" she asked.

"The farewell party for Mr. Bose. He is leaving the company, you know? They are having a party for him at a resort in Lonavala." the guard said.

"Oh, I did not know that. Which resort is it at, do you know?" Amishi asked.

"Yes, the Orchid Resort." he replied. "You can go there if you want. All employees, clients, suppliers are going to be there."

"Alright, thank you." said Amishi and left the building.

Amishi decided she should go to the party. What better way to meet everyone than at a party, she thought. Maybe Mr. Bose could introduce her to everyone and unofficially pass the baton, so to say. Because Amishi had come to Bombay to replace Mr. Bose as the head of the company's Bombay branch.

The company, a medium sized outsourcing firm, was owned by Amishi's father, Mr. Dayal. The company was headquartered in Gurgaon and had branches in Bombay and Bangalore. Mr. Bose had headed the Bombay branch right from the day it was started eight years ago. And now, he was about to leave the company and join a big multinational services firm as a vice-President.

Mr. Dayal had many businesses, ranging construction, manufacturing, hospitality to outsourcing. He had three sons, all of them heading one of the other businesses, and one daughter - Amishi, whom he had decided to groom to head the outsourcing business. Mr. Bose's resignation gave Mr. Dayal an ideal opportunity to give Amishi some hands on experience.

Amishi Dayal, 28 years old, had just returned from the United States. She had been living in the US since she was 18, when she had gone there for her bachelor's degree. After college, Mr. Dayal wanted his daughter to come back and join the family business. But Amishi wanted to stay on in the US for a few more years, and try working and living there as just a regular person, not a millionaire-owner's daughter. She wanted to rise up the ladder on the basis of her ability, and not because of who her father was. And rise she did. Started at entry level in a Fortune 500 IT services firm, she had worked hard, impressed her colleagues and superiors, and in a mere six years had become a senior manager in the firm, the youngest in that division's history. 

Having achieved such success on her own dint, Amishi finally decided to agree to her father's pestering and decided to join the family business. Her father, delighted at her success in the big American firm, decided to have her head the Bombay branch of their outsourcing business, and eventually handle the business nationwide. She was actually supposed to start her work in the office a week from now, but her father suggested that she go from Delhi to Bombay early unannounced, and meet all the senior executives so that the day Mr. Bose officially handed the reins to her, she would know everyone.

So it was a confident and enthusiastic Amishi that walked into the Orchid Resort in Lonavala two hours later. The resort staff directed her to the poolside restaurant and lawn area where a party was in full swing.

The sheer number of people there surprised Amishi. She knew that the Bombay office had about 1000 employees, but just hearing the number is one thing and actually seeing a thousand people gathered in a small place is another thing. She felt lost and confused, unsure of whom to talk to. And suddenly, the enormity of the responsibility she was about to inherit dawned upon her. Even as a senior manager in her previous job, she had not supervised more than 20-25 people. And here suddenly, she was supposed to run a branch of a 1000 people? Would they obey her, respect her? She was just a 28-year old woman about to replace a 50-year old veteran. How could she command the kind of professional conduct and dedication from her employees? Had she bitten off more than she could chew? Amishi suddenly felt nervous and felt the confidence seep out of her.

As she was staring at the crowd around her, a waiter approached her with a tray of drinks. She absent-mindedly picked up a glass of orange liquid and sipped it. She winced at how strongly alcoholic the drink was. But maybe a strong drink was exactly what she needed to calm her frayed nerves. She sipped it faster than usual, surveying the scene around her.

And then Amishi noticed something else. Everyone was dressed very casually, in shorts, t-shirts, tank tops, sarongs, flip-flops. And she was dressed in a black formal pantsuit. Her business attire seemed comically out of place at this fun party, and sure enough, she noticed some people giving her strange looks. And she realized - at her first ever interaction with her employees, she would be overdressed. That only added to her nervousness, and she gulped the whole drink down.

A waiter appeared at once, taking the empty glass from her hand, and giving her a full one. She looked at the drink in the glass. It was brown, and seemed to be cola. But one sip, and she realized that it was Long Island Iced Tea. The drink is usually very strong, but this one was particularly potent. She started sipping it, still unable to decide whom to talk to. And that's when she heard someone pointedly clear their throat behind her.

"Hello." a young man said, with a wide smile on her face.

"Hi." Amishi responded a tad too cheerfully, feeling a little buzzed from the drinks.

"You've come from Delhi, right?" he asked.

"Yes, I have." Amishi replied, surprised that she had been recognized. Having been in the US for close to ten years, she had never had any contact with anyone who worked for her father. Since she worked for another company, her picture had never been published in the company's reports or brochures either, although her father's and brothers' pictures were always present."

"Well, come with me then. Mr. Bose and the other senior guys are in a suite." the young man said, turned around and started walking.

Amishi followed him as they walked out of the poolside lawn area and through a corridor.

"Excuse me, but you are?" she asked.

"Oh, I am Dilip. I am an executive assistant to Mr. Bose. I am the one who called up your people in Delhi, and they described you, so I knew how to recognize you." he replied.

Amishi was surprised to hear this. Her father had been the one who had insisted that this week-early visit be unannounced, so that she could see all aspects of the business as they usually were. When employees knew that a new boss was coming, they usually did their best to hide the flaws and the problems. Unannounced visits, Mr. Dayal always maintained, were essential to keep your employees on their toes. So as far as she knew, no one apart from her father, mother and her brothers knew that she was coming to Bombay.

"OK, what did they tell you exactly? And who talked to you?" Amishi asked.

"It was a Ms. Priya who I talked to I think." Dilip said.

Priya? That was the name of her father's secretary. Stupid woman must have blabbed about her visit. Amishi decided to call her father later and ask him to scold Priya for spoiling the whole point behind her unannounced visit.

"She told me you were the one coming." Dilip continued. "And she described you perfectly - tall, slim, straight shiny hair, grey eyes. Nice outfit by the way."

"Oh, thank you." Amishi said taking another sip from the glass in her hand. "I was actually just thinking I felt quite out of place in it. Overdressed for the occasion."

"Oh, nonsense. Actually, the pantsuit is perfect for the occasion. Gives you a very corporate executive look. As for being overdressed, well, in your line of work, it is better to be overdressed, at least initially." Dilip said, leading her up a flight of stairs.

Amishi remembered that her father had told her the exact same thing. In her old company in the US, the culture was to dress casually. Even the CEO rarely wore suits. But her father said that won't work in India. At least for the first few weeks, he told her, dress very formally. Conveys professionalism and authority. Later on, you can dress a bit more casually if you like.

"Yes, my father says the same thing." Amishi said.

"Your father???" Dilip asked with a look of incredulity on his face. "Your father gives you advice about your....work?"

"Yes, why shouldn't he?" Amishi asked, surprised at Dilip's surprise, "He knows this business better than anyone else I think."

"If you say so." Dilip said, and walked on silently.

As they walked through a corridor, Amishi noticed a tray table, and put her empty glass on it. She realized that she had downed two strong drinks much faster than she usually did. Finally, Dilip came to a stop. He led her inside a big suite, and asked her to sit on the couch in the suite's living room. The door to the next room was closed.

"Just a second, I'll let them know you are here." Dilip said, and knocked on the door.

The door opened and a middle aged man's bald head poked out. Dilip whispered something to him, and he whispered back, looking at Amishi. They spoke in whispers like that for a few seconds, and the bald head went back inside and the door was shut.

"They are all in a meeting. Let's wait here for a while. I've told him to let the others know that you are here, so they'll try to wrap up the meeting soon." Dilip said.

"Who all is in there?" Amishi asked.

"Mr. Bose of course. The man this party is in the honor of. By the way, please keep that in mind. This whole thing is mainly for Mr. Bose's benefit. Everyone else present here is secondary. It is all about Mr. Bose. It's his day, or rather his night now. Hope you know what I mean." he said.

"Yes, I understand." Amishi said nodding her head. Dilip, a loyal executive assistant was probably worried that the welcome for the new boss, who was the owner's daughter, might overshadow the farewell for Mr. Bose. She decided not to step into the limelight too much. "Who else is in there?"

"There's Mr. Desai the finance VP, Mr. Singh the Sales VP, Mr. Kulkarni, the Marketing Chief, Mr. Shah from HR, whom you just saw, and then Mr. Reddy the Operations VP." Dilip said. "But remember, no matter what the others say or do, this night is all about Mr. Bose."

"Yeah, OK." Amishi said. The mention of all the main executives made that sinking feeling in her stomach return. She would have to think about all these things - finance, sales, marketing, HR, operations. In her old job, she was only in charge of one thing. Here....this was going to be so overwhelming.

"What are they discussing in there?" she asked.

"Oh, boring stuff really. Just giving him a summary of all the things in their domains. The pluses and minuses, strengths and weaknesses and all that." Dilip said.

"That sounds interesting. Maybe I should go in too!" Amishi said.

"Haha, no, trust me, it will just bore you out of your mind. The time for you to go in is later. Just sit here. Actually," Dilip walked to a cabinet in the side of the room and opened the minibar, revealing a lot of liquor bottles, "let me pour us both something to drink. You look a tad nervous. Maybe this will help."

Dilip walked towards her with a big bottle of tequila and two shot glasses. He filled them both, and handed one to Amishi.

"There you go. Bottoms up!" he said and downed the whole shot. Amishi also did the same, feeling her throat burn with the tequila. She winced and looked at Dilip.

"I usually don't drink much, you know. And this is my third drink in like 15 minutes. I don't know why, I am just feeling very nervous today." she said.

"I understand. I can't imagine being in your position, obviously, but if I were, I'd be nervous too." Dilip said. "Here, have one more."

"No, no, I mustn't." Amishi said.

"Come on. Just one more. To give me company. I am nervous too, you know?" Dilip said and poured the tequila again. Once more, both of them downed the shots and winced. 

"Why are you...nev..nev...nervous?" Amishi said slurring, and realizing that she had started to cross the line from buzzed into drunk.

"Well, because frankly.... being around too many bosses makes me nervous even usually. And tonight." Dilip said, also slurring a bit. "Plus, you are just so beautiful. Even that pantsuit can not hide the fact that you have a hot body."

"Hehehe, thank you." Amishi giggled flirtatiously... and then suddenly realized... this is not something she should allow a subordinate of hers to say. "Dilip...." she continued

"What?" Dilip said, pouring himself another shot of tequila.

"Dilip...that is very inop...inop..." Amishi struggled to get the word right "Very inappropriate. Remember, you are just an executive assistant to Mr. Bose."

"Yes, sorry." he said, downing his third shot in minutes, "I only meant to compliment you."

"That's fine. Just don't" Amishi said, and then suddenly wagging her finger and breaking into a mild laughter she continued "don't let it happen again or I will punish you."

Amishi was giggling like a school girl for some reason, and despite wanting to stop, she was unable to. Dilip also started laughing. He was about to say something when the phone rang. He answered it, and said to Amishi,

"I am sorry, I need to see to something. I'll be back soon. If they call you in, go in. Best of luck."

And Dilip left. Amishi sat there, drunk, thinking about what to say to everyone. She closed her eyes, and rested back on the couch. About ten minutes later, the door opened and a waiter came in, pushing a cart of food and cocktails. He knocked on the door, and the same bald head of Mr. Shah poked out.

"Oh, the food and drinks are here." he said looking back inside the room. He stood back and opened the door to let the waiter roll the cart in. He then looked at Amishi, smiled and said, "You can come in too now, Miss."

"OK." Amishi said and got up. She took one step, but wobbled uncertainly and fell back on the couch. She was now quite drunk. "I am sorry" she slurred.

"That's fine, let me help you." Shah said and stepping forward, offered her a hand. Amishi grabbed his hand and got up. Shah put an arm around her to hold her steady and lead her inside the room.

The room seemed to Amishi like it was spinning. Taking slow steps, she reached a couch and sat down on it, next to two middle aged men.

"Here's our guest from Delhi. Your surprise, Mr. Bose." Shah said.

Everybody smiled and stared at Amishi. Amishi, resting back on the couch, stared back at them.

"Let me introduce everyone. I am Shah, and these guys are Desai and Reddy next to you, Kulkarni on that chair, Singh over there. And that is Mr. Bose, our boss whom this night is in the honor of." Shah said pointed at the relevant people.

Amishi saw that they were all middle aged men, dressed in t-shirts and shorts, in the spirit of the party. 

"Tell us your name...or rather." Shah smiled, "tell us your nickname."

"My nickname?" Amishi slurred.

"Yes, knowing you, all of you usually have nicknames, right? What is yours?" Shah asked.

"Pinky." Amishi said and started giggling. That was the name that everyone in her family called her by.

"Pinky? That's a very sweet name." said Desai, who was seated next to her, with a smile on his face.

"Yes, my nickname is Pinky." Amishi said looking at him squarely, "You see, Daddy said that when I was born my skin was very pink. And my Mommy would always dress me up in pink. So Daddy said I looked completely pink, and everyone started calling me Pinky."

"Interesting." said Bose from the other end of the room. "Do you always talk so much about your Daddy and Mommy at such times?"

Amishi started giggling some more. After a while she stopped giggling and said,

"Sorry, I am just a bit tipsy. I had a lot to drink waiting for you." 

"Oh, I see." Desai said. "Well, then we must also drink together."

He gestured to the waiter, and he brought a glass in front of Amishi. She took it tentatively and said,

"I really shouldn't. I have already had so much. I don't want to act all silly and make a bad first impression on you."

"Aww, don't worry." Desai said, putting an arm around her shoulders and pulling her closer. "You have already made a great first impression on us."

A small voice in Amishi's brain told her to brush Desai's hand away. But he had grabbed her in a very cozy manner, and her head felt nice rested on his shoulder.

"Really?" she said looking into Desai's eyes.

"Really. Have your drink. It's scotch - 18 years old. How old are you?" he asked.

"I am 28. Don't you know?" she said. "I thought all of you must have already been talking about my age. After all you are all so much older."

"You know, you don't look 28 at all" Singh said. "I'd have guessed your age to be 20. You have taken really good care of yourself."

"Thank you." Amishi said, sipping the scotch. "But now that the age thing has come up, let me...let me talk about it."

Amishi pushed Desai's arm away and tried to stand up. Again, she lost her footing and fell back on the couch. As she did, half the scotch in her glass spiller all over her blazer, and on Desai's shirt.

"Oh shit, I am so sorry." she slurred. "I just couldn't stand up."

"That's OK." Desai said, "Here, let me help you take your blazer off. It's got scotch all over it."

He took the drink from her hand and kept it on the table. He then put his hand on the lapel of her blazer, and pulled it back. Amishi stretched her hands back and let him take it off. She was now sitting there in her shirt.

"Okay, about my age." she slurred again "I am sorry, Mr. Bose, I know this night is all about you, but I want to say a few words to the rest of these gentlemen, if it is okay with you."

"Sure." Mr. Bose said with a mix of confusion and amusement.

"Okay, gentlemen." she said looking at them and trying to gather some words. "So I am 28. We know that. And you are all in your 40s and 50s. But that only makes you older. And me younger. Nothing more. You know what I mean?"

The men smiled at each other and nodded.

"So what I am saying is, age is age. Remember that age has nothing to do with how you perform." she continued.

"Well, it has something to do with performance for sure." Reddy said and started laughing. All the men in the room started laughing too, and this annoyed Amishi.

"Stop. Don't laugh. What I am saying is, what matters to me is performance and to you too it should matter as well, that is my performance. It is all about performance." Amishi said, sensing that she was rambling, "Anyway, what I am saying is, just because I am younger does not mean you can push me around. I deserve respect too."

"Sure, sure, we respect women like you a lot!" Singh said and they all started laughing again.

"Okay, Singh, that.... that is very rude of you. I don't like it. You understand?" Amishi said, raising her voice. "Remember, just because I am younger than you does not mean I will shy from riding you all hard. If I don't get the performance I expect, I will ride you all very hard. Get it?"




The New Boss



There were murmurs and cackles all around the room, and this annoyed Amishi even more.

"Are you all listening?" she shouted.

Shah responded by coming close to her, with a tall drink in his hand. He looked around at the rest of them and said,

"OK, Pinky. We understand. But first, you must have this drink."

With that, he grabbed Amishi's hair from behind, made her face upwards and put the glass at her mouth. She tried to say something in protest, but Shah started pouring the drink, the scotch down her throat. She had no choice but to gulp it down. And yet, Shah was pouring the drink so fast that a lot of it spilled and dribbled out the side of her mouth and ran down to her shirt and underneath. Finally, Shah had emptied the whole drink, half of it down Amishi's throat and half of it down her shirt.

"You asshole!" Amishi slurred very slowly and looked at her white shirt. It was drenched in sticky scotch. When he looked up, she saw all the men apart from Mr. Bose had gathered around her. The extra alcohol in her system started showing its effect and her head started spinning,

"Oh no, your shirt is dirty now. Take it off." Reddy said laughing.

"No!" Amishi said. She tried to say it forcefully, but it came out very weakly.

Amishi vaguely sensed that someone was unbuttoning her shirt. It was Desai. "How dare you" she tried to say, but instead what she ended up saying was - "Howdrooooo". She tried to stop him using her hands, but he easily brushed her resistance away. In a few seconds, Amishi's shirt was unbuttoned and her boobs contained in her 34C bra were visible to everyone.

"Man, look at those tits!" Amishi heard someone say, and suddenly she felt hands all over her bra. A finger went inside the cup and felt her nipples. Amishi sat there, convinced that whatever was happening was very wrong and she should put a stop to it, and fire everyone on the spot. Here she was, their new boss, trying to talk to the, and they were feeling her up like she was some street tart.

"You all are fired!" she shouted, even as her hands were trying in vain to stop the men from mauling her boobs. That was met by laughter in response, and someone said,

"Looks like Pinky takes roleplays really seriously!"

Amishi realized that her shirt was now being pushed off her shoulders and someone was trying to unhook her bra. Within seconds, her naked boobs would be in full view of her subordinates. But as she was worrying about that, her brain detected a new intrusion. Someone's hand was at her waist, unbuttoning her pants. Just as she was about to reach down with her hands and stop that, she felt her hands being pulled up straight. Her shirt was taken off and thrown in a corner. The bra had been unhooked, and it was also taken out through her arms and thrown in the corner. 

"No, what are you all doing? I will fire you all." Amishi slurred.

That's when she felt her pants loosen. They had been completely unbuttoned and unzipped. She looked down and saw Shah dig his fingers into her waistband and pull. She struggled, but all the alcohol meant that she did not have any fight left in her.

"Come on Pinky, be a nice girl and raise your ass." Shah said. She refused to comply. But Desai grabbed her waist and effortlessly lifted her up a few inches off the couch, and Shah pulled again. He pulled her pants and her underwear down at once, and pulled them off her ankles. Amishi was now sitting in front of her subordinates, completely naked.

Once she was fully stripped, all the men took a couple of steps back, as if to survey her body.

"Wow, what a hot babe."

"Look at those huge tits...and so firm and perfect."

"Her pussy is shaved. I like that."

"What a flat stomach...this whore surely works out."

These were some of the comments that were flying around the room when suddenly a loud voice said,

"THAT'S ENOUGH!!! LEAVE HER ALONE!!!"

The men looked back in deference and saw that Bose was glaring at them. Amishi was relieved to see someone sane intervene and stop this madness. She put her left hand on her pussy to hide it and her right hand across her nipples, and stared downwards.

Bose got up and slowly waked towards Amishi. He stood next to her and ran his hand over her hair gently,

"You assholes, this is no way to treat such a beautiful lady." he said, "She is not some 100 rupee whore you bang in the red light district. Show some class. Show some sophistication. And learn to be gentle."

Amishi felt heartened by Bose's words and started looking around to find her clothes to put them back on. But right then, she felt something right in front of her face. It was Mr. Bose's face. He stared into her eyes and she stared into his. Gradually his lips approached hers. And before she could even comprehend what was happening, he was kissing her. Softly, gently, and yet passionately.

Amishi's brain told her to resist, but her body started to betray her. She had not been kissed like this for a while....heck she had not been kissed for a while. The last time she had been with a man was with her ex-boyfriend almost a year ago. Since then she had immersed herself in work, and had found neither the time nor the motivation to date. So her passion-starved body started responding on its own to Bose's skillful kissing.

If there was any part of her still willing to break away, Bose's next move put paid to that. With his left hand he reached down and touched her clit. Very adroitly, he started stroking it and playing with it. After that, Amishi was as good as putty in his arms. She arched her back, and leaned back on the couch. She spread her legs to give more access to her privates, and Bose responded by running a finger over her pussy lips even as other fingers kept working the clit. The wetness was undeniable. Amishi's body had been starving for some male contact, and now that it was getting some, it was enjoying it.

Boss finally broke the kiss, and Amishi inhaled loudly. She stared into Bose's eyes and he stared back. Still finger her clit, he started bending down. With her eyes locked on to his, she noticed his face descending, lower and lower. Until it was between her legs. Bose's left hand now moved away from her clit and up to her right breast. His right hand grabbed her left breast. And his tongue started doing what his fingers had been doing, only to more pleasant effect. Amishi started moaning happily as Bose's hands played with her nipples and his tongue worked on her clit. She closed her eyes and started enjoying the gentle waves of pleasure coursing through her body.

A minute later, Bose was still at it, but Amishi felt a tap on her head. She opened her eyes and saw a thick cock, about 6 inches or so, hanging erect close to her left cheek. She stared at it in wonderment. It had been a long time since she saw a cock at such close quarters. In college, guys who dated her had discovered that Amishi usually never sucked dick when sober, but get her drunk and she gave a blowjob like her life depended on it. Well, she was as drunk now as she had ever been. So Shah, whom the cock belonged to, met with no resistance when he guided her face towards the cock. She took it in her mouth hungrily and started sucking it hard. As she sucked the dick, Bose kept working magic with his tongue, and very shortly, Amishi felt her orgasm approach. 

Bose sensed what was happening and worked harder with his tongue and Amishi started shaking and quivering. Her huge tits jiggled like jello, and that sight pushed Shah over the edge too. Amishi was thrashing and shaking in her orgasm, and Shah, who had taken his dick out when he felt his approach, started shooting his seed right on her face. It hit her on the cheeks, on the nose, on her eyelids forehead and even landed in her hair. A few seconds later, after her orgasm subsided, Amishi was sitting there, breathing heavily and contented, with her face covered in the semen of a man who was two decades older to her and was her subordinate.

At the poolside where the party was in full swing, Dilip was supervising the resort staff to make sure no supplies fell short. That is when a bellboy from the hotel told him there was someone waiting for him in the lobby. Dilip walked to the lobby and saw an attractive woman sitting there. He walked to her and she stood up and smiled at him.

"Yes? How can I help you?" Dilip asked.

"Hello, my name is Shehnaz." she said in a seductive voice. "I am from the Premiere Escort Service in Delhi."

"What?????" Dilip almost shouted..

"I am Shehnaz. From Delhi. The escort service. Here for the..." she looked around and dropped her voice to a whisper "..gangbang as a gift for some guy."

Dilip just stared at her dumbfounded. He looked at her again. She was tall, slim, shiny hair, and had grey eyes. In basic appearance not very different from the woman he had left at the suite some time back. Just not as drop-dead gorgeous as the other woman was. And this woman was dressed in a tight skirt and a revealing tank-top.

"I am sorry, there seems to be some mistake. The Shehnaz from the Delhi escort service is already here." Dilip said.

"Huh? I am the Shehnaz from Delhi. I flew all the way to Bombay and then took a taxi here." Shehnaz said, annoyed.

"How can this be? Did your escort service send over two of you? Both named Shehnaz?" he asked.

"What are you taking about?" the woman said in a raised voice, "I am the only Shehnaz we have."

"But...but...but.." Dilip stammered. "There is already a woman here who fit the description I got...similar to yours."

"Did she say her name was Shehnaz?" 

Dilip tried to remember if the other woman had ever mentioned her name. And he realized she hadn't.

"Oh shit! Then whom did I leave there in the suite?" he slapped his head and said.

"What are you babbling about? Is this some ploy to get out of paying the 50,000 rupees that you agreed to pay?" Shehnaaz.

"No, no, I am serious. There is some other woman. Come with me. I'll show you."

Dilip turned and started walking towards the suite. Shehnaz picked up her bag and followed him.

Meanwhile in the suite, Amishi was being treated by the men like their personal fucktoy. After Shah, Reddy inserted his dick in her mouth which she started sucking. Bose, having made her cum with his tongue, got up and started fucking her using his dick. After they got done, Desai and Kulkarni had a go at her, fucking her really hard. Amishi had already orgasmed three more times. Almost all the men had dicks of impressive dimensions and good techniques. Singh, the Sikh, had the biggest dick of them all. He fucked her next, and Amishi felt more full in her cunt than she had ever felt before.

After getting fucked by almost all the men, and giving them blowjobs, taking their loads in her mouth, on her face, on her tits and in her hair, Amishi was getting very exhausted. The booze had now taken full effect and she started feeling groggy. Eventually, Amishi went from being an enthusiastic participant in the sex to a half-asleep naked fuck-doll being used and abused by the men any way they wanted. And use her they did. Bose got ready to go again, and had her sit on top of him, taking his dick in her pussy. Reddy got behind her and started inserting his dick in her asshole gradually. Amishi had tried anal sex only a couple of times and never liked it because it hurt. But the booze had relaxed her body so much that it did not hurt too much this time. It took some time, but eventually Reddy got it all the way in and Amishi was now being fucked in both the holes simultaneously. This scene made Singh erect again and he shoved his huge dick into her mouth, and fucked her face. I was while Amishi was experiencing the first ever triple penetration that there was a knock on the door.

Shah went to the door and asked,

"Who is it?" 

"It's Dilip, Sir."

"One second." Shah said and opened the door slightly. As soon as he saw a lady with Dilip, he moved behind the door to hide his nakedness. "What is it?"

"Sir, we have a situation. Let us come in." Dilip said.

"Come back later. We are all...enjoying Bose's gift." Shah said, winking at Dilip.

"That's the situation, Sir. This lady here is Shehnaz from the escort service in Delhi."

"Hi sweetheart." Shehnaz said seductively, "How's it hanging?"

"Huhh?" Shah asked dumbly.

"Sir, this lady with me was supposed to be Mr. Bose's gift. We have no idea who the other woman is." Dilip said with a tone of urgency in his voice.

Shah mutely stepped back and opened the door to let them in. Desai and Kulkarni who were sitting on chairs naked, instinctively covered their dicks with their hands when they saw a strange woman walk in. On the couch at the other end of the room though, the three men fucking different orifices of Amishi's body kept going.

"What's going on, Dilip?" Desai asked.

Shah had by now found a towel lying around and wrapped it around his nakedness. Dilip explained the situation in a couple of succinct sentences, and Desai and Kulkarni also stood up in shock. 

"Maybe they sent two women?" Kulkarni said. 

"No, darling." Shehnaz said, "I am the only one. I even called up our office and confirmed it."

"But then who is that?" Desai said, pointing towards the Amishi and the three men. From the angle they were standing in, Amishi's face was not clearly visible. Shah gestured to Shehnaz to follow him and took her close to the couch where the triple-fucking was happening.

"Singh, take your dick out of her mouth." Shah said.

"Fuck off, Shah." Singh said, his eyes closed in pleasure as he kept mercilessly ramming his dick into Amishi's mouth. "Wait your turn, I am almost done."

"Singh, just do what I am telling you." Shah yelled with an urgency in his voice that made Singh open his eyes at once. He saw Shehnaz standing there, and immediately took his dick out of Amishi's mouth and let go of her head. Amishi was no close to passing out, so her head dropped on to Bose's chest. By now, Bose and Reddy had also stopped fucking Amishi's cunt and asshole respectively, and were staring at Shehnaz and Shah, confused.

"Look at her face." Shah said, pointing to Amishi's face, eyes closed and resting her cheek on Bose's chest. "Do you know her?"

Shehnaz studied Amishi's face for a few seconds and shook her head.

"No idea who she is. Definitely does not work for my service."

By now the rest of the men had also gathered around.

"But she said she is from Delhi. Maybe she is from some other escort service and got sent by mistake? Or to get 50,000 rupees instead of you?" Dilip conjectured.

"No, sweetheart." Shehnaz said patiently, "There is no way some other escort service will send a woman over unless you contacted them. Did any of you contact another escort service?"

All the men shook their heads.

"Secondly." Shehnaz put her hand gently on Amishi's face and continued, "Look at her. She is such an exquisite and perfect beauty. Makes me feel like an ugly old maid. No way is any agency going to let her go for an all-night gangbang for less than 2-300,000 rupees. If a woman as gorgeous as this was also in the market, I'd surely have heard about her or seen her pictures some time, even if she worked for a rival escort service."

"Oh fuck!" Reddy said, taking his dick out of Amishi's ass in one motion, making her groan. "Who the hell is she then? Fuck, fuck fuck. She could charge us with rape!"

"Relax, everyone." Bose said calmly. "So this woman is not an actual whore. So what? She sure seemed to have the capacity of a whore. See?"

Bose started pumping Amishi's cunt again, and she moaned in pleasure, eyes still closed. 

"Yes, but Mr. Bose!" Desai said, "this woman was protesting and fighting when we were taking her clothes off. We felt it was all a roleplay and an act. What if this woman charges us with rape? And more importantly, who the hell is she?"

"You guys worry too much." Bose said, talking and fucking Amishi at the same time. "How does it matter who she is? Maybe someone from the party. Maybe some guest at the resort. Whoever she is, when she gets sober, if she starts making noises about going to the police, we will offer her money to keep quiet about it. Between us, we can easily come up with a million rupees. That ought to keep her quiet."

Saying that, Bose wrapped his hands around Amishi's back, and his dick still buried in her pussy, stood up, lifting her with him. He then turned around, put Amishi on her back and started fucking her with deeper and harder strokes. Everyone stared as Amishi, with her eyes closed, smiled in pleasure and moaned as the new angle made Bose's dick touch some special spots inside her.

"Okay, I guess. Hope she takes the money." Shah said.

"Sure she will. Who will turn down a million rupees?" Bose said.

"And what if she turns it down and insists on going to the police anyway?" Kulkarni spoke.

"Well then, my friends." Bose said "We go to Mr. Dayal. He is a very rich and powerful man with some high-up contacts who can hush up something like this. He wouldn't want the negative publicity that senior executives from his company gangraped a woman. He'll hush it up for sure."

All the guys breathed a sigh of relief when they thought of that.

"Yes, that's right." Shah said elated, "Mr. Dayal is so powerful, he can do anything."

"Yes, so it's all good. Don't worry." Bose said, "So Miss Shehnaz, you can start getting naked and get ready to be fucked for the rest of the night. And we'll put this drunken slut to bed in some other room once I'm done cumming inside her. Our little Pinky."

The name Pinky made Amishi awake partially out of her stupor and she opened her eyes and rambled with a heavy slur,

"My daddy ......calls me....... Pinky because....... he says...... I was pink..... as a baby...... and my Mommy dressed me up in pink." the pauses caused both by her drunkenness and with every stroke that Bose took.

"Yes, yes, your Daddy and Mommy call you Pinky. But what do others call you?" Desai asked.

"Uhhhhhuhuh?" Amishi gurgled.

"What is your real name? What name did you tell you teachers in school when they asked?" Shah asked.

"Humshyaaal" Amishi slurred.

"Humshaal?" Dilip repeated quizzically "Is that even a name?"

"Unhunh! Humeesheeyaal!"

"What the hell is Humishiyal?" Bose said as he continued to fuck her....and then suddenly he stopped with her dick buried in her pussy. And then he yelled in a panicky voice "Oh my fuckingggggggggggg Goddddddd!!!!!!!!!"

"What happened?" Shah asked with a chuckle. "Cumming in her?"

Bose stayed like that motionless for a few seconds, and then quickly pulled his dick out. It was going soft rapidly.

"We are all dead. Dead. Each and every one of us." Bose said in a squeaky panicky voice. "We either run away from India right this moment or then we are dead. Actually, even if we leave India, we are dead."

"What happened, Bose? You're the one who told us it will all be fine." Singh said.

"Didn't you hear what she said her name was?" Bose yelled.

"Yeah...some drunken gibberish.......Humishiyal." Singh said.

"You idiot!" Bose almost exploded with rage and panic "Humishiyal is drunken gibberish for......Amishi Dayal!"

"Humishidyaaal!" Amishi squealed in her state of near unconsciousness.

There was utter silence in the room. And all the men in the room shared one distinct terrifying feeling - that of their testicles having jumped back up into their bodies.



The New Boss



Everyone was sorry Harding was leaving. He had been our office manager since before I started there three years ago, and a kinder, more understanding man one would be scarcely able to imagine. Although our particular unit was never at the top of the list as far as productivity was concerned, we did exceed all others in employee satisfaction. Attendance was exemplary, people who worked here simply did not call out very often. And why should they? We were one happy bunch, people actually looked forward to coming to work. 

So, it was with some trepidation that we waited to learn who our new boss would be. Would he, or she, be as easy going, as laid back as Harding? Tough to do, to be sure, but even if his replacement was half as nice, it would be ok.

"So, any of you guys find out who we're getting?" It was Lola, who answered the phones and directed calls. Lola was especially nervous, as she was, well, lets be kind and say she was often a wee bit slow on the uptake. She was the one who always had to have to jokes explained to her afterwards. Nice woman, just not the sharpest knife in the drawer. Only a boss like Harding would have the patience to deal with her, and she knew it.

"I don't know, haven't heard anything yet." I told her. "But I hear that we might find out this afternoon."

"Oh God, Carla, what if he's a toughy, like that Baxter over in receivable?" She twisted the bottom of her blouse, the way she did when nervous. Poor Lola was obviously a wreck, probably imagining she'd get fired straight away, and she needed this job desperately. Baxter was known to be a real hard-ass, and fired people for the slightest infractions. Baxter's unit was definitely not the happy place ours was. Oh Lord, I thought, spare us another Baxter!

"Don't worry, Lola, I'm sure it will all be fine." I lied, because I wasn't at all sure it would be. "Hey Derek, why don't you take Lola over to the cafeteria and get her a coffee." I glanced at Lola, fiddling with the blouse bottom, looking like someone facing impending execution. "And, make it a decaf, before she rips that shirt to shreds."

Derek gently took Lola by the arm, "C'mon girl, lets take a break." I silently mouthed a "Thank you" to Derek as he walked her off to the elevators. He winked back at me, made an 'OK' with his fingers. Derek was good people. Everyone in our unit was good people, we all looked out for each other. While other units had their folks at each other's throats and were thick with office politics, ours had none of those problems. We were like a little family here. Well, now "Daddy" was going away, and we were to get a new "Daddy", and everyone was on edge, wondering if things would ever be the same.

I was especially worried. During the past 8 months or so, I had discovered a way to bring in a few extra bucks. I happen to be a fairly competent writer, and had been trying my hand at short stories. They were, uh, very special kinds of stories. Some would call them porn, but I preferred to think of them as erotic. Small difference, perhaps, but to me it was a critical one. Porn is just sex, sex, sex, with any 'story' used simply to tie the various sexual acts together. And usually not very well, but then, the audience for porn really didn't care if in chapter one the heroine went to school in Seattle, and in chapter three she went to Ohio U, as long as she got on her knees sometime before graduation.

Mine were a step up from that, or so I believed. And evidently, others did as well, because the stories were selling. I wasn't getting rich, but the extra money was quite welcome. I wouldn't be able to quit my day job anytime soon, I needed the benefits, but I had been able to sock quite a bit away. The problem was, I had been doing most of my writing at work.

Harding knew I was freelancing, but as long as I got my regular work done, it didn't seem to concern him. He never even asked what I was writing, and never begrudged me the use of office equipment as long as I didn't take advantage. And I didn't. It was a cozy little arrangement.

But what would happen now? Although I was careful to delete everything before I left for the day, I was concerned about how I would be able to continue now. Writing at home was tough, with the husband and kids around I couldn't really concentrate on the subject matter, and was petrified that one of the kids might stumble across something I had written. Working from the office had been the perfect solution.

Now, all that could change. And I wasn't very happy about it.

As I was contemplating this new reality, Margie, the unit secretary, interrupted my thoughts. "Carla, he's here. The new guy. He wants to see us all in his office."

I shook myself out of my reverie and looked up at her. "Well?" I asked. "What's he like?"

"Oh God, he seems like a prick." She leaned over, spoke quietly, "The first thing he said to me was 'How do you people even have jobs? This place is a mess, and I'm going to straighten it out." She stood back up. "I'll tell you, he ain't no Harding."

This is what I was afraid of. I could see, in my mind's eye, all my extra money drying up. I just couldn't do this writing from home, and if I couldn't do it from work, I didn't know how I would be able to continue. So, with these thoughts heavy on my mind, I rose and joined Margie. We walked over to Harding's office, Harding's old office, that is.

Everyone was already in there. The two of us joined them, I could see that Lola had been working overtime at that blouse, the bottom edge was pulled and twisted all around the front, I guessed the decaf hadn't helped. I glanced around quickly at the eight of us standing there, everyone wore a grim expression, Lola looked to be on the edge of tears. Whatever was happening in here, it wasn't good.

Our new boss was sitting behind his desk, (Harding's desk, I thought with annoyance.) He was young, at least younger than Harding. He was impeccably dressed, militantly groomed. His hair was dark, his eyes a steely blue. He looked angry.

"And you must be Miss Ryan." he said, glaring at me. "You may call me Mr. Ronen. Please join us. We are going over the new rules that will be going into effect, starting today." He sat back in the chair, looked over all of us, and spoke. "This place is a disorganized mess. Your previous boss obviously let you all get away with murder here, this is going to stop." He paused, then continued. "This will stop. Today. This office is going to be run properly from now on. You will all do your jobs," and, glaring at me, "and nothing but your jobs while you are here. I expect you to do exemplary work, to be on time, to be efficient and professional. I will tolerate nothing less. I have no problem firing anyone who does not perform to my standards. And, my standards are high, very high." He looked around at all of us, his eyes stopped when they reached me. "There will be no personal business conducted on my time, from my office. Anyone found violating that will be terminated, without warning." I felt my heart begin to pound in my chest. Why was he looking at me when he said that? He couldn't possibly know what I had been doing, I was careful to delete everything before I left for the day. I must be getting paranoid, I thought.

He spoke for a few more minutes, but I really wasn't listening, too deeply wrapped up in my own private thoughts to pay attention. The faces of my co-workers were grim, unsmiling, as he went on. Finally, we were dismissed, but as we all started to leave, he spoke again. "Miss Ryan, I will need to see you later, before you leave for the day. We have some things to discuss."

That was it, then. I was busted, as they say. Somehow he knew, he just knew, what I had been doing. I tried to think of something to say, anything, but he cut me off. "We won't talk about this now. Go back to your desk and do your work, we will discuss this later." It was a dismissal. I left, my knees shaking, my stomach doing flip-flops as I went to my desk and began to sort through the items that needed attention. But I couldn't keep my mind on the job. I was trying on various excuses for my behavior, and trying to figure out how in hell this guy happened to find me out in the first place.

The afternoon dragged on. I kept looking at the clock, waiting for 5 o'clock, wondering if I would have a job tomorrow. He had said he would "terminate without warning", but might he give me a second chance? I tried to come up with some argument I could use to convince him he should. I really needed this job, the writing alone was not going to cover my expenses, and jobs are not easy to find these days. Sick to my stomach, I worked through the rest of the day in a fog of thought and worry.

Finally, 5 pm came, and everyone gathered their stuff to leave. Derek handed me my coat, and said, "We're all going to go out for a drink. Or two. Or three. Join us, you look like you could use it. I know I can."

I thanked him, but told him I had something to take care of, which wasn't a lie. But I was too humiliated to share much else with him. He said, "Ok then, see you tomorrow."

Maybe not, I thought, and looked over at Harding's office. I corrected myself, it was now Ronen's office. Ronen, the martinet who would soon be telling me to clean out my desk and leave. After everyone had filtered out, I was left alone to my fate.

I picked up my purse, as I felt more secure with something to hold on to, and walked towards the closed office door. I knocked once, twice, and heard his voice, "Come in." I did.

He sat in the chair, back to me, looking out the window. "Sit down, Miss Ryan."

I sat, stiffly, in the chair facing his desk, holding my bag too tightly in my lap. "Uh, it's Mrs. Ryan," I said, then quickly added, "sir." 

"Mrs. Ryan, then." He turned in the chair and faced me. "Do you know why you are here?" I got my first good look at him, being too overwrought before to take notice. He was definitely younger than Harding, and with a bit of surprise, realized he was extremely handsome. His dark hair was cut fashionably long and looked professionally styled. His suit was obviously expensive, and fitted him perfectly, with not a wrinkle in sight. So unlike Harding and his rumpled, 'just tumbled out of bed" look. His eyes, clear blue and piercingly intense, fixed on me with an expression I couldn't read. I felt uneasy under his gaze, and began to shift about nervously in my chair. 

I decided to play dumb. "No sir. Have I done something wrong?" He said nothing, but reached over the desk and picked up a stack of papers. Rising from his chair, I saw how tall he was, and despite my apprehension, noticed he was trim and well-built. He probably works out, I thought. He walked around the desk, and stood behind me, then dropped the pages on the desk in front of me. I glanced at them, and saw the title page of one of my recent stories on the top of the pile. This one was called, "Chastising Melissa", and dealt with the theme of spanking. It was very graphic, and the idea that this man had read the thing and knew I had written it sent the blood rushing into my face. "You tell me." is all he said.

I fumbled with my words, not really knowing what to say. But, I had a question, and had to ask. "Uh, sir, where did you get these?"

He returned to his chair and sat, fixing those blue eyes on me. "Your Mr. Harding was evidently quite a big fan. They were in his computer. They originated from yours." I gasped. Harding? He knew about these? I know he knew I was writing, but never suspected he knew just what I was writing. The idea that kindly, grandfatherly Mr. Harding was an avid reader of my little stories gave me a bit of a start. And all this time, he had never let on. I felt a quick flash of anger, why did he keep them on his computer? And why couldn't he at least have deleted them before he left? Now, I was going to pay the price for his stupidity. Damn the man!

Ronen kept his eyes fixed on me. He sat back in the chair, and asked "Well, what do you have to say for yourself?" I thought, well Carla, what DO you have to say for yourself? I tried to think.

"Sir, I'm sorry. I always did the writing on my breaks, and I deleted everything at the end of the day. Mr. Harding knew I was freelancing, and he was ok with it. I can see you are angry, and of course I won't do it anymore." then added "I don't want to lose my job over this, sir."

"Of course you don't, Miss Ryan." Again, he said 'Miss Ryan'. "Or, should I call you Miss Foster?" Barbara Foster was my pseudonym, in this business one never used one's real name, for all the obvious reasons. But now my cover was blown. I wondered if my job was about to get blown as well.

"Sir, I am very sorry. I can promise you it won't happen any more. I just needed the extra money, and..." I stopped, feeling myself on the verge of tears. I swallowed, hard, and continued. "I couldn't write these at home, I've got a husband and kids, and I..."

"You didn't want them to find out what kind of filthy little stories you were writing, did you?" he finished the sentence for me. I kept my head down, feeling the hot blood rush into my face.

"No sir, I didn't." 

Ronen was still looking at me, and I thought I detected a slight smirk on his face. "I can understand why you wouldn't." He waved an immaculately manicured hand towards the pile of papers on the desk. "These 'stories' are certainly not something you would want everyone to know about, are they? Well, Miss Ryan, unfortunately I have to wonder how well you can perform your job duties when you obviously have so much else on your mind. Do you think you can perform your job duties?"

I looked up, the expression on his face had changed, ever so slightly. He was looking at me rather intently now. "Of course, sir. As I said, it won't happen again." then quickly added, "I wouldn't want anyone else to know about these." And then he smiled. A strange little smile, reminding me of a cruel little boy who has something trapped, something he wants to play with. Something helpless, something he wants to toy with for awhile. That something was me.

"Well, Miss Ryan, what should we do about these?" He nodded towards the pile of papers. "I think something needs to be done, don't you agree?" He paused a moment, his eyes never leaving me. "Do you think you deserve to be chastised?"

I wasn't sure I heard him correctly. "Sir?"

He repeated, "I said, do you think you deserve to be chastised?" When I didn't answer, he went on, "You had best think about your answer, Miss Ryan. This is not a game."

I felt my pulse start to race. The way he was looking at me, the way he kept saying "Miss Ryan", the sound of his voice, all these were beginning to make me feel, well, peculiar. When I still didn't answer, he spoke again. "Come here."

As if in a fog, I walked over to where he was sitting, and stood there. He looked me up and down, very slowly, then said, almost to himself, "Oh yes, I think a proper chastisement is in order, wouldn't you agree, Miss Ryan?" 

"I...I don't know, sir." My head was starting to feel woozy and light, I felt my legs tremble slightly, and wasn't sure I would be able to stand much longer. He continued to look me over, his eyes missing nothing as they moved over my body. When he spoke, his voice was stern.

"Do you want to keep your job, Miss Ryan?"

"Yes sir, yes, I do."

"And do you wish to retain your anonymity as well?"

"Of course, sir."

He nodded, then said, "Well then, we shall have to take care of a few things first. Your actions deserve punishment, do they not?"

"I guess so, sir." I was sure I was going to faint dead away, but I was also becoming aroused. This man, his whole manner, was turning me on, and despite the fear I felt, I also felt myself becoming very wet. I wondered what form of 'punishment' he had in mind. 

I wasn't left to wonder for very long. He leaned back in the chair, gave me a final look over, and said, "Take off your panties, fold them, and place them on the desk." His voice was soft, but his tone left no doubt he meant for me to obey. With trembling hands, I complied, then stood there, feeling the cool air up under my skirt. 

"Excellent." he said. "I think we are beginning to understand one another." He smiled. "Now, come over here, no, closer." I stood directly in front of him, feeling very exposed. He took my wrists in his hands, put them behind my back and held them with one hand. With a sudden movement, he had me across his lap. He lifted my skirt with the other hand, up over my hips, till I was lying fully exposed from the waist down. I heard him sigh, then felt his hand stroke my buttocks lightly, gently caressing one cheek, then the other. Without warning he raised his hand and brought it down sharply across my ass. I gasped at the sudden pain, and he brought his hand down again and again. My breath caught in my throat as he spanked me, hard.

I had written about spanking before, but in my stories it wasn't like this. This hurt, it was like bee stings, and Ronen wasn't playing. After about a dozen, he stopped, and rested his hand on my fiery backside. I was gasping at the pain, grateful that he stopped. But then his hand began moving over my ass again, gently this time. His fingers slid between the cleft of my ass and down to my pussy, which was now thoroughly wet. In spite of myself, I began to moan as his fingers slid over me, he breathed, "My, my, aren't you wet...You like this, don't you?" and eased a finger into my aching pussy. I moved my hips against him, and felt the hardness of his cock against me as he worked one, then two fingers into me. My breathing quickened, I pushed myself against his probing fingers. He worked my own juices up the crack of my ass until it was as wet as my pussy, then he pushed his thumb all the way up my ass and began to work all three fingers in and out of me. He had me in his grip like a bowling ball. 

He released my wrists and used the hand to open his fly, I heard the swish of the zipper and felt him stroking his cock. Without a word he pushed me off his lap until I was down on the floor between his legs. I looked up, watching him handle his cock, huge and thick. He grabbed me by the hair and pushed the big moist head into my mouth.

"Suck it." is all he said. I took him in my mouth and began to slide my lips along the shaft, tasting the slightly salty pre-come. "Oh yeah, that's it. That's it, take it all. Swallow it." and he started pushing my head down on him, gagging me with his cock. That pleased him, and he began thrusting into my mouth, his hands in my hair, holding my head so I couldn't pull away. "You like to suck cock don't you, you little slut?" He was breathing faster now, and his hands moved through my hair, pulling my face down between his legs as he grunted and thrust into my mouth. "I'll bet there are lot's of things you like to do..."

Then he pulled me off. He picked me up, pushed me face down across the desk, and rubbed the head of his cock against my wet slit. With one thrust, he was in me to the hilt. He grabbed my hair and began fucking me, hard and fast. He slipped one hand around the front and stroked my engorged clit while he drove into me from behind. I was going out of my mind, that cock felt so good, and knew I was going to come soon. He whispered harshly into my ear, calling me names, telling me what he was going to do to me, telling me I would love every minute of it. I felt the tension build in my belly and lost myself in the feel of his cock slamming into me, until I came, suddenly and hard. He continued his thrusting and then stiffened, his breath ragged, as he came into me.

After a few minutes, he slipped out of me with a long sigh. I remained across the desk, feeling the cool air on my ass. I could hear him adjusting his clothing, heard the zipper as he closed up his pants. He gave me a final, hard slap across the ass, then told me to get myself dressed.




The New Boss



With trembling legs, I stumbled into my panties and pulled my skirt back down. When I was done, I turned towards him. He was sitting in the chair, his back to me. I was too stunned to speak.

"Well, Miss Ryan, it looks as though you'll keep your job another day." he said finally. He did not turn, and I could not see his expression. When I didn't move, he said, "This meeting is over, you can go now."

As I picked up my purse and headed quickly for the door, he said "We'll discuss some of your other stories in the future." He swiveled in the chair to look directly at me "Do we.understand one another?"

I nodded, "Yes, sir." and made my getaway.

In the elevator on the way down, I thought of his parting words. My other stories, oh my...there were a lot of them in that pile. As I said, I am a fairly prolific writer, and have a very good imagination...I had written about a lot of things, straight fucking, masturbation, lesbians, threesomes, and one that had me a bit worried, the one called "Alice's Anal Adventure". I wondered which story Ronen would choose to "discuss" next.

I may be doing a lot of overtime in the months to come.



The New Boss



Out with the old in with the new. 

I slowly pulled into my parking space. Sometimes I hated this place. But it paid the bills and for the most part it wasn't. Especially lately, my boss had been gone for almost a whole year now, I was left me in charge. At first I was glad she was gone but now I wanted her back. There was so much paper work involved. Locking up the car and bringing in my large folder of forms I had yet to look over. Who knew running a distribution center was so irritating. Usually all I did was look over the floor and make sure everybody got paid on time. I noticed a new car in the employee parking space. Shrugging it off I continued towards the door. "Maybe one of the cleaning personnel got a new car." I thought to myself. I pushed my key into the door and waited usually the cleaning people would hear my keys and come running to be let out. As usual all four of them came running to the door. I let three of them out and walked the large warehouse floor with the lead. He explained everything they did as usual and I signed his form. Just one of the many forms which I had to sign. I went around turning on all the machines that made our product, then waited for the floor manager. He was always running late. I looked upstairs in the main office that looked down on the floor. The lights were on. "Did I forget them on?" I asked myself. The cleaning crew did not have keys for the office. The last person to leave was me. Again I shrugged I must have. The door opened. 

"Hey sorry about that." Luis said. "Floor looks good." he said as he walked towards me. We got into our usual conversation. As I pointed out a few forms and papers that showed some special orders that needed to be put in. Again I glanced up at the office window and saw that the blinds had moved. 

"Ceiling fan on as well." I thought. After we sorted the days events out. I began to walk up the metal grated stairs up to the office. Opening the door I saw there was someone inside. 

"Hello." she said. Standing in the middle of the office was a short Hispanic woman. She had dark hair that hung just past her shoulders. She must have been just by guessing around 5' 2 to 5' 4 at the most. She was wearing a tight gray one piece dress that hugged every inch of her figure. The skirt stopped just below the knees. She wore black dress shoes. She was very fit and slender, bright green/hazel eyes. But what stuck out the most was her huge breasts they stood out from her body almost daring gravity to take them. A long deep line of cleavage stood out so that any guy would have trouble not to stare at them. 

"Hello?" I said as I put my folder down on my desk. There were two desks in this roomy office. Mine sat facing the door so that anyone came in they had to go to my desk first. The boss's desk was further back it was in a L shape with two monitors on it. This is where she had stood. 

"Name is Rachelle." she pronounced it as "Rackell" instead of how it was spelled on her name badge. Her accent wasn't not to hard but it was definitely there. "I will be taking over for Monica." she said stepping forward as she gave me a hard handshake. Her boobs bounced as she shook. I kept my eyes on hers. 

"Name is Ray." I said. I could see her give me the once over. I was dressed in my black dickey work pants, with a black polar shirt, my black steel toed boots. I didn't think I looked bad for my age. Pushing thirty-two years. I stood a lot taller than her at 6' 4, I kept my face and hair well shaven especially since I was in charge now. I was sure the company did not want a young black guy running one of the biggest distribution centers. But I was sure Monica would of came back. 

"I know." She replied as she moved her hand to the seat. In front of her desk. I sat down. "Monica will not be returning to the company." she said as she slid her hands down the back of her skirt as she sat. She flipped her hair to the other side as she crossed her legs. "Did you know the reasons she went on leave?" she asked if knowing the answer already. 

"Yes." I replied. Monica had told me to tell the others that she had a family emergency. But the truth was that she had come home to see her husband fucking the brains out of her best friend and her husband. According to Monica it was a horrific sight. She had taken the time to try and put her life together. I had seen her husband, and if the words flamer did not come into anyone's mind when they saw him, they weren't looking hard enough. So the three way did not shock me at all. 

"Well she has left the state and returned home. And will not be returning." Rachelle said. I nodded. She clicked a few things on her computer. "But I see you have done well. Since her departure." she said as she scrolled through the years sales and invoices. "Looks like very well actually." she said. "I will inform corporate. That you have done very well." she said returning her gaze to me. 

"Thanks." I said sitting back in my chair. 

"Now that is done. I will be holding a meeting with everybody and let them know what is going on." she said. I smiled. 

"I am sure they would like that." I said. I walked her downstairs to the floor, everybody was busy already as trucks pulled up to the bays, ready to be loaded and sent on their way. I shouted for everyone to meet at the bottom of the stairs for a short meeting. There was just under ninety people already here. Most of which were men. They all locked their eyes on Rachelle. She introduced herself and her accomplishments then told them that she was taking over. To which they welcomed her. She did not make the "There will be changes speech". Which I was hoping she wouldn't. After the meeting I told her there was papers I needed to catch up with and headed back up to the office. She said she was going to walk the floor. 

It was almost an hour before, the door opened and she came in. I had almost forgotten that she was hear. I expected one of the floor guys to come up and say there was a problem. She looked tired. 

"Everything ok?" I asked. 

"Yeah just my feet are killing me." she said as she took off her shoes as she sat. As she bent over I had a great view down her chest. But turned back around before she sat back up. 

"Yeah the cement floor is not forgiving." I said. 

"I will have to remember that." she said as she turned to face her monitors. The rest of the day went well. It was a load off my mind to have someone there, that knew more than I did about what papers corporate wanted. As we locked up for the day. She looked over at me as we walked out. "Great job today. Thank you for making this an easy transition." she said with a smile. 

"Thank you for showing me those papers I missed." I replied. I walked her out to her car and got in mine. 

The next morning I arrived a bit early for no reason other than good timing with the traffic. I saw Rachelle was already there. Her car was parked in the same spot as the day before. I did the usual routine then walked upstairs. Rachelle was on the phone with someone. 

"I told you I was coming in early." she said highly annoyed. "You did not wake up!" she said again annoyed. I sat at my desk and pulled up the daily orders. "I can't tell you everything I do all the time." she took a deep sigh. "I will try to leave early. But..." she said. I tried not to look back but I could tell this was her husband. "Look I have to go." she said. There was silence. She stormed past me from what I could tell she was going to the floor. I sat there alone for a while until the phone buzzed. It was the internal phone. 

"Can you come to the rear dock please?" Rachelle said hanging up before I could answer. I walked down the stairs and made my way to the rear dock. Luis made a gesture that looked like cat claws and growling, pointing to the back door. I sighed and walked over. 

"How long has that been there!" she shouted. She pointed to the graffiti on the back wall of the building. It had been there for years. Even before I was hired. 

"About four years now." I said. "And I have called maintenance about it many times. Even offered to pay for the paint myself. But I keep getting told no." I said before she got a chance. She shook her head. 

"Well I will have to call them myself." she said storming back inside. I followed behind making sure to lock the door. 

"What is the dress code?" she asked. Even before the door was completely locked. I stated the dress code to her. 

"Well that's not what she is wearing." she said pointing over to one of the quality check personnel. I turned my back to the lady and looked Rachelle in the eyes. 

"She's pregnant and well within dress code. Her feet hurt in other shoes." I whispered. "I put that on your desk yesterday." I said as I smiled back at the lady. Who looked nervous. Rachelle looked like she was remembering. 

"Oh that's right." she looked back at the lady. "Congratulations." she walked off embarrassed. 

"Look I know your new and all. But everybody here is good. I would of got rid of them if they weren't" I said catching up her. "You seen the numbers. I have let go three people for things Monica looked over." I said. 

"I know." she said aggravated. We walked back up to the office. She sat back in her chair and let out a deep sigh. 

"Trouble in paradise?" I asked. She looked over with eyes that could kill. 

"You have any Hispanic male friends?" she asked. I took a seat. I noticed she was wearing more conservative clothes today still a one piece but it was a dark blue. There was no deep cleavage today as the cut was much higher than yesterdays. Her shoes looked more comfortable. 

"Yes" I said sitting back. 

"So you know how controlling they could be?" she smiled. I nodded. She went on to tell me that her husband had been let go from his job. And since they had no kids. He had been a pain in the ass lately. Always calling or texting her about nothing and everything. At that moment her phone beeped. She waved her hand in the air. 

"Yes!" she shouted into it. "Still at work!" she said turning away from me. I took the time to go downstairs and smooth everything out with everyone. A few moments went by and she came running down. 

"You mind if I leave early?" she whispered to me. 

"No go ahead." I said understanding the situation. 

The rest of the day went fast. Nothing really happened that wasn't expected. During the close up, I was making my rounds. When I heard the office phone going off. Cursing myself for leaving the portable upstairs. I began to run up the stairs. I got to the phone just in time. 

"Hello, This is Alex at ..." I began to say. 

"Hey Alex it is Tristan." the voice said. My heart dropped. It was the District manager. I only had one phone call with him since Monica first left. 

"Yes sir." I said taking a seat. 

"How is Rachelle working out? She teaching you new things?" he asked. 

"Yes sir." I said trying to not give anything away. Tristan was known to fire managers at the drop of a dime. 

"Can you put her on?" he asked. This is what I feared. Technically she had to be closing. 

"I decided to close today. So she could come in early to put a special order on the computer for tomorrow." I lied. There was a dead silence. For a moment I was expecting him to ask for me to send him the order or something to verify my lie. Which I was prepared to do, there was an order, that I could of sent. 

"Ok." he said. "Leave a note for her to call me tomorrow. Take tomorrow off." he said. This shocked me. Usually Thursday was one of our busiest days. "She has not been there by herself yet has she?" he asked. 

"No not yet." I replied. "I was going to give her a week to get used to everyone." I said. 

"That's good of you. But she is a big girl. She doesn't need to be held by the hand. Take tomorrow off." he said this time he meant it. 

"Yes sir." I said I was not happy. Even though I could do with an extra day off. He hung up. I quickly picked up my phone. I called Rachelle's number but there was no answer. I sent a text and left. I barely made it into my apartment when my cell phone rang. 

"Hey Ray." Rachelle said. She was whispering. 

"Hi." I said back as I threw my grocery bags onto the kitchen floor. "Tristan called just before I left." I said as I sat on the couch. 

"Damn." she said still whispering still. There was an echo, she must be in a small room or something. 

"You ok?" I asked. 

"Yeah you called at a bad time, he got mad but everything is ok now." she said. "What did he want?" she asked. I told her everything that was said and what he wanted. "Doesn't sound too bad. You actually need a day off. I am sure he will be showing up tomorrow too." she said. "Well I better go. Did you leave the special order on my desk?" she asked. 

"Yes I did." I replied. 

"Enjoy your day off." she said as she hung up. I sat back in the couch. It was the first time in a while that I felt relaxed. 

My day off was going well. I had went to the gym for the first time in a while. Did some laundry. I had ordered some lunch, when my phone rang it was a video invite from Rachelle. I quickly looked at myself in the screen, thinking this was as good as I was going to look for now, I accepted. 

"Sorry to bother you on your day off." she said. 

"It's ok." I said. 

"Tristan just called and is on the way. Anything I should know?" she said. This was the first time she was going to meet him I guessed. 

"Haven't you met him before?" I asked. 

"Once but there was other people there at the interview. Plus I had worked in another city so I was basically given the job." she said looking up at the door. 

"Don't worry he never comes up there alone. Usually you will get a call to meet him downstairs, if he shows up." I said. 

"Oh ok." she sighed. She looked stressed her hair looked a mess. 

"You should relax. He will see your stress and attack it like a dog to a bone." I said with a smile. 

"Yeah. It's been a hectic day. I now know what you do around here. Don't know how you did it by yourself." she said placing her phone against her computer to make it stand. She took a brush and began to tell me about her day. I stifled a laugh. It seemed like a normal day. As she turned back to face the phone again. I took a quick glance away. 

"Rachelle." I said interrupting her. "We have to talk about them." I said trying to be polite. Again she was wearing a low cut top, that showed more than the usual amount of cleavage. She stopped as if she was thinking about what I was saying then she covered herself with her hands. 

"Yes Luis pointed it out earlier." she said. "I was in a store before, didn't have to worry about it so much before." she said trying to give an explanation. I could see that trying to get sales in a male dominated cooperation, she would have had the upper hand but there was no sales in this part of the company. 

"Just so you know. Tristan is very happily married and his..." I tried to think of the best way to put this. "His partner." I thought that was the best way to put it. "Would not be happy if he had to compete with those." I made a gesture to her ample chest. 

"Got ya." she said looking around. She moved and got a small over coat. She pulled it over herself. "Better?" she asked. 

"Much." I said. I heard the call from downstairs. It sounded like he was there. "Just in time." I said. She gave me a wave and then turned the phone off. I sat back and waited for my lunch. 

It was late afternoon when I got another phone call this time it was Rachelle again, But no video invitation this time. 

"Hi." I answered. 

"What are you doing?" she asked. She sounded like she was still at the office I could hear the ceiling fan. 

"Nothing much. Why what's wrong?" I asked. She took a deep sigh. 

"We have an audit tomorrow." she said. I shook my head. I knew it was nearly time for that to come up. 

"Ok." I said. "We can come in early, they usually show up at seven, we should be able to get all the paper work ready. I will call Luis now and see how we are doing floor wise." I said. 

"Thanks. Don't know what I would do without you." she said. 

"Go home Rach. Nothing you can do there tonight anyway." I said. 

"Ok see you in the morning." She said. 

"Hey Rach. Wear some comfortable shoes. We will be running around a lot." I said. 

"Thanks for the heads up." she said. 

The night went by in a blink of an eye. It felt like I had gotten no sleep at all. As I pulled into my parking spot. I saw Luis's truck. Thank god I said to myself, he was early for a change. He got out of the truck with a large cup of Cuban coffee. 

"Nectar of the gods." he said smiling at me. I shook his hand. 

"Thank you." I said. As Rachelle pulled up. She looked exhausted but at least she was wearing some comfortable clothes and shoes. Her buttoned up shirt was less revealing but still did nothing to hide her chest. Luis looked at her and said something in Spanish to which she gave him a look while shaking her head. 

"He called me Jugs." she said looking at me. 

"Also told her she should of left them out, maybe the audit guys would give us a break." Luis laughed. He was an elder Latin man, but he knew his stuff work wise. Although I could do without the sexual innuendo's everyday. But it was a give and take relationship. We walked into the building and got to work. It was a nightmare as soon as the audit crew came in. They were constantly asking for back paper work from months ago, or numbers from two weeks ago. Before any of us knew it. It was almost five pm. They did their finishing numbers and gave us the print out as they left. I couldn't believe it. I ran up the stairs and gave the paper excitedly to Rachelle. She looked at them and her face lit up. We were ahead, not only good on all paper work but even all around. She hurriedly sent an email to Tristan. 

"Think he will be happy?" she asked as she waited for a reply. Before I could answer her phone rang. She took a deep sigh. 

"Soon!" she answered. "Well I told you. I would be working late!" she screamed into the phone. I shook my head and began working on the next days work. "Look!" she said standing up. "This is not my fault!" she then began to scream and yell some words in Spanish that even made me cringe. There was silence as she was listening for a reply. She shook her head and slammed the phone onto the table. I could tell from my vantage point she broke it. "Men!" she said aloud. 

"Hey don't put us all into that category." I smiled. She smiled. 

"Sorry." she said as she looked at her screen. "He says good job and give everybody a half day tomorrow. They deserved it." she said as she read the email. 

"I was thinking a party. I am looking at the orders and its nothing we can't split into two days of work." I said shrugging. She nodded. 

"If you think they can handle the extra work on another day. I don't see a problem." she said as she picked up her stuff. We walked out the door and headed our different ways. On the way home I picked up some stuff for the party. But as I got home, I looked it all over and saw that I forgot a few things. Remembering that Rachelle past a twenty four hour store on the way in. I texted her and asked for her to pick up a few things. Again there was no reply. I shrugged and went to bed early. Later in the night my phone rang. 

"You have the worst timing!" Rachelle said. 

"Rach?" I asked half asleep. 

"Yeah, your text came at the wrong time again" she said. She was whispering again. 

"Sorry." I said sitting up. 

"It's ok. Just had to pull your tail." she said. "I will pick those things up." she said. 

"Thanks. See you in the morning." I said as we hung up. 

As I set up things for the party, with Luis's help. I had reservations about alcohol being served at the work place. But I knew trying to stop him would have been next to impossible. So we compromised, only the punch bowl had a small amount in it. And whoever drank from it needed to give me their keys. Rachelle was late but I knew she was stopping to get a few things. Some of the people came in and as they saw the decorations their mood lifted. As everybody gathered I gave them a good job speech and told them enjoy themselves, and that today was a half day. Their smiles made my late day the day before worth it. Rachelle came in she was in a good mood as she saw everybody dancing and having a good time. 




The New Boss



"About time." I said over the loud music. 

"How did he do it!" she yelled back at me pointing towards the speakers over head. 

"He taped the talk button down!" I yelled back pointing at one of the phone jacks on the wall that sat next to a large radio. She shrugged and nodded. 

"Can you hear it outside?" I asked. She shook her head no. Which was good. Even though we were a stand alone building. I didn't want any of the other businesses complaining. Luis came up to her and she instantly put up a finger shaking it. He nodded and walked away. I finally noticed what she was wearing was very revealing. Her top was very low cut almost to the mid chest. And her skirt stopped just above her thigh. 

"Hey its a party. I can wear what I want right?" she said. 

"Yeah I guess." I shrugged. We mingled with the rest of the team for a while then she motioned for me to come upstairs. 

"Wow I can hear again." I said. As we entered the office. 

"Yeah." she said as she handed me a small box. 

"What's this?" I asked. She said nothing as she sat on her desk. I opened it and it was a nice watch too nice for me. 

"I can't" I said trying to hand it back. She shook her head. "It's from Tristan and me" she said. "That's the main reason why he came the other day. "He is very pleased about how you handled yourself through all of this." she said. I smiled as I put it on. 

"Thanks." I said admiring it. 

"Maybe it will help with your timing." she laughed. 

"Yeah about that?" I said with a confused look. 

"Well lets just say you have been interrupting us while...." she said smiling. 

"Oh wow. I am sorry." I said. She waved her hand at me. 

"Believe me. It's nothing to be sorry about. I should be thanking you." she said. 

"That bad huh?" I asked. 

"No idea. He is my husband though so I got to please him. Or someone else will." she said shrugging her shoulders. With her legs crossed I had a great view of her thighs. The thought of being between them jumped into my mind. I quickly shook it out. "You ok?" she asked. 

"Yeah was just thinking we should get back to the party. We don't want to be rude." I said trying to rescue myself from this situation. Even as we spoke my eyes were looking at her cleavage. Again I moved my eyes. She made a audible laugh. 

"You know if I didn't want you to look at them. I could hide them." she said as she began unbuttoning her top. 

"I..." I began to say something but as her shirt opened I saw a red laced bra, that by all stretches of the imagination was losing a great war trying to hold two of the biggest boobs, I had ever seen. 

"Yeah that usually happens." she smiled as she walked towards me. "Go ahead and look." she said as she got closer. "Hell you can touch if you like." she said standing right next to me. I was paralyzed. Everything inside me was yelling to say something or do something but I just stood there staring. "Here let me help." she said as she dropped to a squat position. "I have been thinking about the contents of these pants, since I first saw you." she said as she unzipped my pants. Her hand dived inside and fished out my dick. "Just as I thought." she cooed as her hands wrapped themselves around my hardening dick. "You might want to hold onto the desk." she said. As her lips joined her hands. 

"Oh.." she was not kidding. I reached backwards for my desk as she engulfed the whole length of my dick. 

"Oh my that took some effort." she said as she kept pumping her hands back and forth. "Not used to something this big." she said as her head dived forward again, this time she took it all in one big move. "Much better." she said looking up at me. This had never happened most of the women I had been with always had trouble with my dick but she was going back and forth taking it all in and out easily. Her hands moved towards my ass and pulled me forward so more of my dick went down her throat. I grabbed her head just out of instinct, there was no need to face fuck her as she was doing a pretty good job of it herself. "mmm if you want to fuck my mouth." she said as she stood up. "All you have to do is ask." She turned me around as she crawled on top of the desk. She turned herself around and laid on her back with her face hanging down from the desk. Her mouth opened, signaling an invitation for me to put my dick inside it.

I slowly pushed my dick into her open mouth. I watched it disappear inch by inch. Filling her throat. As I pushed it deeper inside the bigger her throat got till my balls were resting on her face. I slid it back and forth admiring what I was seeing. She had no problem taking all nine inches of me inside her mouth. So I obliged and began to fuck her mouth faster. Her moans filled the room. Her hands worked themselves across her body squeezing her still confined chest inside the red bra. I reached up and pulled them out of their confides. 

"Fuck those are big." I said as I began to squeeze them. Still fucking her mouth. She nodded her head as she vigorously sucked on my dick. Her hands now dived under her skirt as she fingered herself. I kept squeezing her large boobs. I wanted to fuck them before I came. I quickly grabbed her waist and pulled her more towards me. Taking my dick out of her mouth. 

"About time." she cooed as her chest came closer to my dick. "I knew you wanted to fuck my big tits." she said from between my legs. 

"How big are these fuckers?" I said as I pushed them together. 

"Not telling till I feel your big dick, inside me." she said. She pushed me away. Turning herself back around. Her legs spread open. I could see up her skirt, she was not wearing any underwear. I walked forward with my dick in my hand. "Nu uh" she waved. "You know the saying. You got to lick it before you stick it." she laughed pointing down with her finger. I knelt in front of her. 

"That's a good boy." she said as I began to lick her pussy. She was so wet. I began to slide a finger into her and again she moaned deeply. She had both feet on the desk and her hands planted behind her keeping her upright as she leaned back. "Lick it. Eat it." she ordered. To which I was happy to oblige. I buried my face between her legs as I moved and flicked my tongue all around her insides. My fingers dived deep into her. She took one of her hands and pushed my head into her then she moved forward placing her legs on my shoulder as she rolled her hips forcing me to lick her more. I felt her body tremble. 

"That's enough. Now fuck me!'" she leaned back as her legs went skyward. I stood up and pushed myself into her. "That's what a real fucking dick feels like." she said. I grabbed her legs and pushed them wide. 

"Fuck yeah!" I said as I began fucking her hard. Looking down she was sucking on her nipples one at a time squeezing them together. They jostled back and forth with each stroke. "Suck them big titties!" I said louder than I should. She was taking all of me and then some. The sound of my balls slapping against her filled the room. 

"Harder!" she yelled. "Give me all of it!" she said as I began to increase momentum. I pushed forward so now her legs were bent over her head. I wanted to fuck her from behind. She had a nice ass and I wanted to see it. I pulled out of her and span her feet to the side. She took the hint and backed off the desk. She placed both hands on the desk as she bent over, her legs spread wide. I lifted the skirt just enough so I could see her Latin curvy waist and her ample ass. I gave it a good smack just for good measure. 

"Again!" she yelled. I smacked it harder this time. "Again!" she yelled this time louder. So I smacked it again leaving a nice hand print. "Good boy!" she said. "Now put it in me." she said turning back around and wiggling her ass. I slowly pushed it back into her to which she smiled. "Not that one." she turned and winked at me. "put it in my ass." I happily obliged lining my dick with her asshole slowly pushing it in. It slowly went in she moaned loudly as the head of my dick disappeared inside her. I grabbed her waist and slowly began to fuck her ass. 

"Fuck that's a tight ass." I began to say as I started going faster. 

"Should be your the first to get in it." she moaned through gritted teeth. This made my dick harder inside her as I began to slowly pick up the pace. 

"Damn your nearly taking it all." I grunted as I looked down at her ass. My dick was nearly all the way in. 

"Give me all of it!" she screamed. She began to bounce her ass backwards meeting my thrusts. Her nice plump Latin ass began to shake back and forth. I slowly began to stop as she grinded back on me. 

"You want to see my ass shake." she said as she put her two hands on the table and began bouncing her ass up and down, back and forth on my dick. I stood still watching her ass slapping it now and then. 

"Fuck yeah take my dick in your ass." I said giving it another firm slap. I was near to cumming so I grabbed her waist again and began to fuck her hard. Her moans filled the room. "Fuck I am cumming!" I said. 

"Cum in my ass." she said still dancing as I fucked her. "Push it deep and fill my ass." she said. Her dirty talk did it. I grabbed her waist again and pushed my dick all the way in. I began to cum forcing my dick deeper inside her with each thrust. She turned around to face me. 

"This will make things more interesting around here." she said as she gathered up her clothes. I began to get my clothes together. 

"I still don't know how big they are." I said as she put on her bra. 

"Well tomorrow when you take it off. To put your dick between them. You can look for yourself." she said as she winked at me and headed for the door. I smiled and joined her. No one was the wiser of what happened. I began to think things would work out after all. 

"Hey Ray." Luis said. "Look who is here." I turned to look. My face dropped as I saw her. Rachelle was next to me. 

"We need to talk, both of you!" Monica said. 



The New Boss Ch. 02



The New Boss Part 2:A Weekend Away

(This story is a follow on from my story entitled The New Boss. It can be read separately or as a continuation from part one.)

I sat at my work desk, finished checking my hand written note, then re-read it again one last time. ‘Pick me up as soon as you can after work on Friday, we will stop for dinner on the drive down. I have organised all food and drink. Underwear is forbidden. Wear nothing else but a one-piece outfit that buttons or zips right down the front. Bring all your toys and a desire to obey. Absolutely no masturbation or playing for the rest of the week. Ring me tonight if you have any questions. Shred this before I leave your office.’

Happy with the wording I placed the sheet in a folder with some other papers and walked through to the office of Rita, the personal assistant of Christine Smale, the recently appointed General Manager of our toy distribution company.

“Is Chris available for a couple of minutes Rita?” I asked. “I have some figures she asked to see.”

“Yes come through Simon,” Chris called to me through the open doorway.

“Go right in Simon.” Rita grinned.

I smiled my thanks and walked into Chris’ office as she waved me to close the door. She surprised me with a new short sexy haircut that reminded me of Sharon Stone at her sexiest.

“Good morning Chris, “I’m sure these figures will interest you, they look very promising.” I said as I closed the door before laying the papers out on her desk and pointing to the top sheet. “Your new haircut looks very nice, it suits you to have it short.”

“Thank you Simon, oh.” Chris smiled but in stopped mid-sentence as she saw my hand written note.

As Chris read I looked closely at the wonderful girl with whom I was going away the following weekend. Not for the first time I marveled at how lucky I was to have met such a sexy and kinky lady, who was also an excellent manager. I knew well the luscious body with the large breasts and shaven pussy hiding under the prim business suit and I couldn’t wait to have her under my control for two full days.

“That looks excellent.” Chris said as she scribbled some words on the bottom of my sheet. 

My sexy boss grinned as she turned the sheet for me to read ‘Yes Sir! Can’t wait, I’m permanently wet!’ and when I nodded she shredded the note as per my instruction.

I moved around to stand beside Chris in her chair as she perused the inventory figures on the desk. A shiver ran through her body as I placed a hand on the back of her neck.

“The collar goes here.” I whispered very quietly as I gently rubbed the smooth skin.

A soft moan escaped my boss’ lips as she looked up at me and placed a finger between her red lips, moving it in and out in a very suggestive fashion.

“Tsk, tsk, naughty girl.” I whispered before moving away and standing on the opposite side of the desk.

I removed a small black notebook from a pocket and jotted some notes and when Chris poked her tongue at me I scribbled a couple more lines.

We grinned conspiratorially at each other then tried to look businesslike as Rita knocked, opened the office door and said, “Excuse me Chris, but Darren and the new clients have just gone into the boardroom. They are about five minutes early but I’d thought you would want to know.”

“Yes, great thanks Rita.” Chris said, rising quickly to her feet as Rita returned to her office. “I’ll check those figures later Simon and call you with any queries.”

“Fine, thanks Chris, oh just quickly, would you mind if I left an hour early on Friday? I’m going away fishing with a friend for the weekend.” 

“No problem Simon, you have worked many extra hours, enjoy your weekend.”

“Thanks Chris, I’ll get out of your way.” I winked at her and mouthed ‘good luck’ before returning to my office.

I was late getting home that day after collecting some fun toys from the city's leather gear shop. As I opened the front door of my home I heard Chris’ voice leaving a recorded message on my telephone set. I rushed to speak to her but she hung up just before I picked up the hand-piece. 

Cursing my luck I pressed the play button to hear Chris say in sexy Mae West type voice, ‘Hey big boy, I mean sexy Simon sir, you’re not at home? Fuck! Oh hell I guess me using the F word puts another note in your little black book. I’m so horny Sir, can’t wait for my training to begin. Underwear not allowed; oh orders like that make me so wet, fucking hell, how will I sleep tonight without a play? My mouth, arse and cunt are yours Sir to use as you wish.’ Chris giggled and paused before continuing in her real voice. ‘Now just between you and me sweetie, Darren and I signed up the new client today so big changes loom at work. I will talk to you tomorrow and the MD will confirm your promotion at a staff meeting on Friday morning. Ok love you sexy Sir, see you tomorrow, kisses on the stiff bit.’

I laughed at her farewell words before erasing the tape and eating some dinner prior to checking the leather gear and attending to some packing for the weekend.

The following day I spent well over an hour in Chris’ office discussing my forthcoming promotion to Assistant Manager. Chris’ professionalism showed as not one word of the coming weekend was mentioned while we deliberated over the future plans for the company. I was delighted with the salary and perks package offered to me and assured Chris that she would not be disappointed in my work. A trip to our interstate distributors with Chris was planned for two months time after I had settled into my new position. 

When our meeting concluded Chris came around from behind my desk and gave me a big hug as she whispered, “Two more days big boy, mmmmmmmm.”

A squeeze of my cock, a quick kiss and a cheeky grin ended our time together and as I wiped some lipstick off my lips Chris opened her office door.

Rita watched as Chris and I shook hands and my sexy boss said, “Congratulations Simon, I’m sure we will make a great team, but please keep the news quiet until tomorrow.”

“Of course Chris and thanks again.” I replied as I smiled at Rita and returned to my office to think over Chris’ plans for the future.

The General Manager announced the company’s new contract and my promotion to Assistant Manager at a senior staff meeting in the boardroom on Friday morning. I copped the inevitable dirty looks from William and Ben, the employees who were senior to me. But I wasn’t concerned about the reaction of the ‘flowerpot men’ as all the other employees gave me genuine congratulations. The day passed quickly with a series of meetings and then I left early as planned for my ‘fishing’ weekend. I made another quick trip to the leather shop on my way home and then filled in the time before Chris arrived by packing the food and drink and ensuring all was ready for the weekend.

To my surprise I heard the sound of Chris’ car in the driveway earlier than expected at 5.45pm. As I opened the front door my sexy friend came running inside and threw her arms around me.

After a long deep kiss Chris said, “Oh Simon, it’s been such a busy week, I really need to give up control for a couple of days.”

“And so you shall my dear Christine.” I said as I held her at arm length and admired the simple floral outfit with the front buttons as instructed. “Very nice, you have dressed well.”

“Thank you Sir.” Chris smiled and curtsied as she looked down at her dress. “I would have preferred one that had just the thorns and not the roses, but I had to settle for this.”

I laughed and played with her nipples through the thin material. “No bra too, good girl. Do I need to check for panties?”

Chris answered by lifting the front of the dress to display her smooth hairless pussy. “I got up early this morning to shave specially for you.”

“Good girl.” I said as I reached for a gift-wrapped parcel on the hall table and gave it to Chris. “For my naughty girl, you may open it now.”

“For me? Oh thank you kind Sir.” Chris smiled as she ripped open the patterned paper to reveal a leather collar in a small open box. “Oh Simon, it’s beautiful.” 

My beautiful boss’ shaking fingers explored the smooth red leather with the black felt lining and as she turned the collar over she saw the small engraved plate with the words ‘Naughty Girl’. To my surprise she fell to her knees and offered me the collar that I accepted and buckled it into place around her lovely neck.

Tears welled in Chris’ eyes as she said, “Oh Simon it’s beautiful and it feels so sexy, so, ummm so right.”

“It really suits you.” I assisted Chris to her feet, we kissed again and I wiped the tears away. “Ok darling, let’s get going, the sooner we get there the better.”

Chris helped me carry the bags and food to the car and after we loaded everything she passed me the car keys and said, “I’m all yours Simon, treat me safely and sanely and you have my full consent.”

“Nice words naughty girl,” I said as we settled into our seats. “The safe words are as before, amber and red. You gave your parents the address of where we are going?”

“Yes I did, and thank you for thinking of that. I can assure you that if I’m not home safe and sound Sunday night and not answering my mobile phone they will contact the local police poste haste.”

As Chris clicked her safety belt into place I took a pair of wrap-around sunglasses from my shirt pocket and instructed, “Put these on and keep them on until I say so.”

“But it will be dark soon, I won’t need sunglasses.” Chris protested.

I sighed and pulled the little black book from my pants pocket.

“Oh shit, I’m sorry Simon Sir.” Chris said as she grabbed the sunglasses from my hand and put them over her eyes. “Hey I can’t see anything, it’s all black!”

“Really? What a surprise!” I said as I started the car and reversed it from the driveway. “And guess what my sexy subbie?”

“Ah what?” Chris said doubtfully.

“You will remain silent for the next hour.” 

“You must be fucking joking, owwwww!” Chris’ protest stopped as I slapped her thigh. “Ok ok, you’re the boss, Sir.”

I grinned as I gunned the lovely BMW up the street as my pouting boss and I headed for our weekend cabin near Wilson’s Promontory. I could sense that Chris was fuming in silence as I cruised at the speed limit down the freeway and out into the countryside. She was totally surprised to be out of control this early on our trip and the folded arms across her chest gave away her state of mind. As the kilometers passed by Chris slowly calmed and after fifty minutes her hands were relaxed in her lap.

My timing was perfect as just after an hour’s driving I slowed and turned the car into a roadside stop where I knew the café sold tasty meals. I switched off the ignition, turned in my seat and gazed at my sexy companion. I reached out and removed the blacked-out sunglasses while Chris sat and looked straight ahead through the windscreen.

“Time’s up, you may speak now.”

“Thank you.” Chris’ reply was short and to the point although a few seconds later she added, “Sir.”

“Silence doesn’t come easily to you does it?” I asked calmly.

“No Sir.”

“Put your hands on your head.” 

“Yes Sir.” Chris muttered as she slowly obeyed my instruction.

I reached over and grasped her upper arms as if placing them in a certain position, then suddenly slipped my fingers into her armpits and started tickling like crazy.

Chris reaction was instantaneous as she shrieked. “No Simon, don’t, ha ha ha, I’m so ticklish, ohhhhhh ha ha ha, stop pleeease.”

I stopped tickling, pulled Chris closer to me and our lips met in a long deep sensual kiss.

As we parted I asked again, “Silence doesn’t come easily to you does it?”

“No it doesn’t Simon and you know it.” Chris giggled and grinned at me. “You bugger, I’ve been so wound up all week and all I wanted to do was talk to you and you made me be quiet, for a whole hour!”

“Come on let’s eat and you can talk all you like about work until we get back in the car.”

Chris gave me a dirty look and poked her tongue out so I made another note in the little black book and hopped out of the car. Chris quickly joined me and we held hands as we walked across the car park to the café where we had a tasty late dinner and discussed all the changes at work. The red collar around my subbie’s neck attracted some strange looks from fellow diners but Chris seemed oblivious to the attention.

“Ok, no more work talk for the rest of the weekend.” I said as we settled back in the car. 

“Yes Sir!” Chris saluted as she reached for the sunglasses and slipped them on.

I loosened a couple of upper buttons on her dress and she grinned and then moaned as I slipped a hand in to play with her breasts. As I pulled and twisted her hard nipples my free hand pulled a set of light nipple clamps from my pants pocket. Chris yelped as I placed a clamp on each nipple and then refastened the dress.

As I started the car I told her, “You can take the glasses off sweetie but the clamps stay on until the two hundred kilometer sign.”

“Oh god, only another ninety-five to go.” Chris moaned as we pulled out onto the highway and passed a sign.

“Remember the safe words.”

“Amber,” Chris giggled as she removed the sunglasses. “Sorry Sir, only joking, may I talk?”

“Of course you may, so tell me my sweet, have you ever played golf?”

“Golf? The topic is golf?” Chris asked incredulously. “My pussy is dripping and you want to talk golf?”

“Yes the topic is golf.” I replied, “And don’t be too cheeky, I already have a lot of notes in my black book.”

Chris sighed with resignation as she realised that I was controlling the conversation. She did her best to contribute to topics on sport, music; food, politics and travel while the pain from the nipple clamps continually interrupted her concentration. The kilometers flew by and I thought that Chris must have had her eyes closed as we flashed by the two hundred kilometers advisory sign. We passed the signs at five-kilometer intervals and I knew that Chris had seen them but she didn’t mention the clamps. Finally the large sign directing us to Wilson’s Promontory loomed in the headlights and I slowed the car and turned right onto the minor road.

“What’s wrong, why are we stopping?” Chris asked as I stopped the car, switched on the interior light and unclipped her safety belt.

“Because I want to take these off.” I replied as I opened the front of her dress.

“Owwwww,” Chris winced as I eased a clamp off each nipple. “I could have put up with them a bit longer.”

“Brave girl.” I said as I leant over and kissed each nipple. “The weekend is but a pup my dear.”

I unbuttoned Chris’ dress from her neck to waist, opened the front to completely bare her beautiful breasts and clipped the seat belt back into position. Then I checked the map to get the turns in my mind, switched off the interior light and gunned the car towards our cabin. 

“Free speech my sweet, the topics are all yours.”

Chris’ reply was to place her hand on my thigh and gaze out the windscreen. In silence she watched the road ahead as the BMW’s bright spotlights showed the corners of the country road. The kilometers rolled by and as Chris maintained her silence I began to wonder if she was having second thoughts about the weekend. I was able to glance across and look at her face as I slowed the car to pass through the small town of Fish Creek. Chris’s expressionless straight-ahead gaze gave me no clue to her emotions at that time and my worried thoughts grew stronger. Nearly twenty minutes later I saw the advertising sign to the cabins and slowed the car as I found and turned into the gravel track. Slowly I proceeded down the track until I saw the small sign directing us to cabin number three, our home for the next two nights and days. Fifty meters down the track the headlights lit up the small timber cabin surrounded by neat lawns and flowerbeds. 

I stopped the car next to the steps up to the verandah, turned off the ignition and turned to speak to Chris who had not shifted in her seat.

“Are you ok honey?” I asked.

Chris turned with a serious expression and looked me directly in the eyes. “To be honest Simon,” She said slowly and paused, “I’ve never been more excited or turned on in my life, ha ha ha ha ha ha ha!” Chris burst out laughing. “Gotcha babe, I knew my silence would get to you. Two can play the silence game you know!”

My look of concern turned to understanding as I too burst out laughing. “Damn smart woman, I thought you turned submissive when the sun went down?”

Chris leant across and kissed me. “I’m all yours when we walk through the front door babe. Come on, it looks lovely and I need your cock so bad.”

“Grrrrrrrr you naughty girl, get inside, NOW!”

“Yes Sir!” Chris grinned and jumped from the car.

I found the key in the hiding place as described by the owners and we soon had the car unloaded and everything inside the cozy cabin. Chris ran gleefully around the large bed-sitting room, her bare breasts bouncing as she explored the kitchen area and the bathroom.

“Oh I love it Simon,” Chris cried loudly as she bounced onto the bed. “Can we use the hot tub tomorrow please Sir?’

“Of course we can naughty girl, come over here, now.”

“Ohhhh yes Sir!” Chris quickly jumped from the bed to stand in front of me.

“See that corner over there?” I asked as I pointed with a finger.

“Ah, yes Sir.” Chris replied uneasily.

“Go stand in it, face to the wall, and don’t turn around until I tell you.”

Chris wrinkled her nose in annoyance but followed my instruction and walked slowly over to stand in the corner.

I grabbed my overnight bag and unpacked some of the toys into a drawer beside the bed. After checking to see that Chris was not watching I searched her bags and found two vibrators, a long flexible dildo and the inevitable butt plug. I added them to the drawer with my toys, stripped off all my clothes and walked over to stand right behind my lovely companion.

“Ready to obey naughty girl?” I asked quietly as I placed my hands on her shoulders and started to lift her dress off over her head.

“Pllleeeeeaasse.” Chris moaned as she raised her arms to assist the removal of her floral covering.

I threw her dress aside and as Chris lowered her arms I grabbed her wrists and placed them behind her back. She moaned loudly as I tied her wrists together with a length of silk rope. Next I turned my sexy boss around and watched her eyes flash with excitement when she saw I was nude. She licked her lips in anticipation as I led her across to stand on the carpet next to the bed. Another low moan escaped her lips as I pushed her down on her knees and thrust my cock at her open mouth. Chris’ tongue flashed out and licked the pre cum from the tip as I grabbed a handful of her blonde hair and thrust my cock between her lips. I set the pace and moved her head back and forward as her lips sucked hungrily on my cock. I loved the feeling of power and control as I looked down at my obedient cock-sucking boss. 

To Chris’ surprise I pulled her head back and my erection plopped from her mouth. She yelped with pain and shock as I pulled her back to her feet without letting go of her hair. With my lover’s arms still secured I turned her around and pushed her face down on the bed. She wriggled and tried to stand but I held her down as I pushed my cock between her legs where it slid easily into her very damp pussy.

“Yeeeeeeeeeessssss fuck me!” 

I grinned at the words as I push my penis fully into Chris’ vagina and stayed motionless for a short time allowing both of us to experience the different feelings. Slowly I withdrew and then pushed back in again to the hilt, setting the pace as I gradually increased the rhythm. I thrust back and forward as I used my boss’ sexy body for our mutual pleasure. Naturally it wasn’t long before we both reached a shattering climax, my cum rushing into her pussy before I collapsed panting onto the sheets.




The New Boss Ch. 02



It had been three days since my after hours meeting with Ronen, and I was still trying to make sense of it all. After he had found out about my 'second job', I had thought for sure I'd be fired, but Ronen had surprised me. Instead of a pink slip, he'd given me something quite different.

My backside had stung for hours afterwards. As for the other parts he had dealt with, well, that was another matter. I replayed the scene over and over in my mind later that night. The feel of his cock inside me as he had thrust himself into me again and again, the feel of his breath in my ear as he murmured words, dirty words, promises of things to come, had brought a heat to me that I hadn't felt in years.

When I arrived at work the next day, I went about my usual business, although my mind was elsewhere. Ronen showed up shortly before 9, and after a curt "Good morning" to us had gone into his office and closed the door. We didn't see him until lunch. The office was strangely quiet, strange because before Ronen it had been a rather chaotic place. But it was a friendly chaos. Although we weren't the most efficient unit in the company, we worked well together and managed to get things done. Our old boss, Mr. Harding, had allowed us a lot of freedom, and even though we took advantage of that freedom, we always got our work done in the end.

Ronen, on the other hand, had his own ideas of how the office should be run. The first day, he had called us all into his office and read us the riot act. Things were going to change, he had said. The office was going to be professional and efficient, as were we. I remembered how he had looked directly at me as he went on to say that no personal business was to be conducted on office time. He had found out about my little hobby.

I had been writing stories on my office computer, erotic stories, and had been bringing in a nice extra income from these. Although Harding had known I was moonlighting on office time, I hadn't been aware that he knew exactly what I had been writing, and had evidently enjoyed reading them. Ronen had found them on Harding's computer, and traced them to my own office computer. When he confronted me with them, I was certain I'd be fired, but it turned out Ronen had something else in mind.

After everyone else had left for the day, Ronen had called me into the office and I had ended up bare-assed and over his knee, then bent over his desk. My initial fear and outrage had quickly turned into something else as he pounded me from behind. Although he never came right out and said it, I knew that my job depended on Ronen's good will. And after he was through with me, he had promised more to come. I had been waiting to learn what he had in mind, it turned out I wouldn't wait for long.

After lunch I sat at my desk, finishing up a project, when Ronen emerged from his office. He walked over to me, and dropped some paperwork next to me. I looked up.

"I need you to finish these up this afternoon, Miss Ryan. I need the reports completed for a morning meeting tomorrow." I nodded, and began to shuffle through the papers.

"Yes sir, no problem. I'll get right on it." Ronen stood over me, and I could feel him looking at me, and my heart began to beat a bit faster when he didn't move. I tried to ignore him and focus on the work before me, but nervousness made my hands begin to shake. Then he leaned closer to me, his hand on the back of my chair, and spoke softly.

"I'll need you to stay awhile tonight. So make whatever arrangements you need to. We'll need about an hour." Without looking up, I nodded. He turned and left, returning to his office.

Once he was gone, my hands began to shake uncontrollably. I knew what he had in mind had nothing to do with work, and could only imagine just what it was. I was afraid, but under my fear there was a tingling excitement as I thought about what would happen once that office door closed behind me.

Ronen was a very handsome man. But there was something cold and calculating about him, something dangerous that both frightened and excited me. That first evening, when he bent me over his lap and spanked me, I knew he enjoyed the pain I felt as his hand fell, again and again, on my wiggling bottom. And it was no playful spanking I received, the man meant business, and the sting of his ministrations lasted for awhile afterwards. When he was done with my bottom, he had fucked me from behind with an intensity that left my pussy sore and tingling. And incredibly aroused. The feel of his big hard cock deep inside me as his fingers worked me in front had given me the most intense orgasm I'd had in years, and had left me weak kneed and gasping.

With my mind on these matters, I did my best to finish the work I had to do. The rest of the day went by quickly, and it was soon near 5 o'clock, and everyone began to gather coats and purses as they left for the day. I stayed at my desk, my eyes on the closed office door where Ronen waited.

After the last person left, I stood, smoothed my skirt, and walked slowly towards the door. Before I could knock, I heard his voice from within. "Come in, Miss Ryan."

I did. Ronen was at his desk, his cold blue eyes moved over me slowly from top to bottom and back again. "Did you finish the report I asked you to?"

"Yes sir," I said, placing the papers on his desk. He looked them over briefly, nodded, and put them aside.

"Very good." He rose, then walked around the desk and over to where I stood. He stepped behind me, then I felt his hand lightly brush the back of my skirt. He was silent for a moment, then he said softly, "You have a nice ass." He pressed his hand against me, more firmly this time, and said again, "Yes, very nice. I think I'm going to enjoy it."

I said nothing, not trusting my own voice. Ronen's hand continued to stroke me, then his fingers slipped under my skirt and into the top of my panties. He rubbed the cleft of my ass, pressing more firmly with his fingers against my tightening hole. My breath caught as he pushed a single finger against my asshole. 

He didn't try to enter me, just continued to press and stroke. Then he withdrew his hand, and guided me over to his desk. "Undress." he said.

With shaky hands, I obeyed. As I started to roll down my stockings, he stopped me. "No. Leave those on." I stood there, in only my stockings, as he looked me over. He returned his fingers to my ass, my little hole squeezed tightly shut as he stroked. "You're very tight back there. I like that."

"Sir, I haven't..." My voice trailed off as he continued to caress me. "I mean, I'm not used to, uh.." It was hard to get the words out. 

"You haven't what? " he said. 

"I haven't done it that way." I answered. It was true. Despite writing about anal sex, the only experience I'd had was some light finger play during fucking. I had never had anything bigger than my husband's finger up there, and had used my imagination to write my stories.

"Really?" he said. "Then this is probably going to hurt." The tone of his voice told me that he didn't care. He took his hand away and went over to his desk, where he took a tube out of a drawer. I saw what it was, KY jelly. He placed the tube on the desk and looked at me.

"You write so well about it. I'd have thought you had plenty of experience." He smirked. "Well, Miss Ryan, tonight you are going to get your experience. Open it." He handed me the tube.

With trembling fingers, I did as he commanded. As I squeezed the tube, the clear gel ran over my fingers. I looked up at Ronen, he had opened his belt and zipper, and had his cock in his hand. "Bend over the desk and open your legs." I obeyed. "Now, get that stuff in there."

I slicked myself up with the KY as he watched me from behind. "Get it in there, use your fingers." I worked the gel into my ass as he breathed, "Yeah, that's it, get it good and wet. Maybe it won't hurt so much." He laughed.

I felt him move close to me, then gasped as he began to rub the head of his cock against me. I held my breath as he pressed in, then gasped as he started to enter me. He put his hands on either side of me as he pushed past resistance and thrust himself slowly and deeply inside me. I cried out in pain as his cock went in to the hilt. 

"That hurt?" he asked, then laughed again. "Good, I want it to hurt." Then he withdrew, almost out of me, and thrust again. The lube helped, but the pain was still bad. He began to fuck me from behind, slow and deep, as he breathed hot and heavy in my ear. "Oh yeah, good and tight." As he pulled out, he'd slap my ass, hard, as I squirmed under him. When he was deep inside me, I felt his balls slap against me, and I tried not to cry out, but he was merciless. He drove into me again and again as he gasped into my ear, "Oh yeah, that's good, c'mon, move that ass, bitch."

I squeezed my eyes shut and moaned as he plowed into me. I felt a hot, liquid sensation deep in my belly as he tore into me again and again. He grunted as he thrust, faster and harder. He moved his hand around the front to my pussy and started to stroke my clit with his fingers, and despite the pain, I began to move back against him as his fingers worked. My ass started to relax around his cock, and gradually the pain eased as he worked up a rhythm. He must have felt that, because he grunted into my ear, "That's it, that's it...fuck yeah!" He reached up, grabbed my tits and squeezed them, pinching my hardened nipples between his fingers. I could feel myself begin to respond, and as the pain eased his cock slid in and out without difficulty. His fingers worked my clit, and he pushed one, then two into my now thoroughly wet pussy.

"You like this, don't you?" he grunted. "You like me fucking your ass, you want it." I was gasping along with him, and he was right. I did, like it, no, I loved it. I was meeting each thrust with one of my own, and felt my own orgasm start to build.

I abandoned myself to the intense sensations, and heard myself moan, "Oh God, yeah, fuck me, fuck me!" as I began to come. I threw my head back and moaned as it overtook me, felt him deep in my belly as his own orgasm began. His cock and fingers felt so good, I didn't want it to end.

But, it did. With a long gasp, he emptied his balls into my ass, thrust one last time and he pressed me against the desk as he breathed against my neck. We stayed that way for a few minutes, him against my back, his arms on either side of me. He moved his lips against my neck, my ear, as he murmured "Oh yeah, so good...so fucking good."

I felt his softening cock slip from my ass as he stood. I heard him adjust his clothing, heard the swish of his zipper. I could barely move from where I was. He finally spoke.

"Get dressed, Miss Ryan." I eased myself off the desk, and retrieved my clothing. Knees shaking, I quickly put my clothes back on. Now that I had come, I realized how sore my ass was, and knew I'd be feeling it later.

I stood there, waiting to see what he would do next. To my surprise, he drew me to him and kissed me deeply, his tongue sliding past my lips. He put both hands on my buttocks and squeezed my ass. "You'll be sore later." he said.

"Yeah," I sighed. He released me, took a final look at me, and then walked back around his desk and sat.

He picked up the report I had completed and said, "Thank you for getting this done. I appreciate efficiency in my employees." He smiled. "You can go now." As I turned to leave, he spoke again.

"Miss Ryan?"

"Yes sir?"

"I think we're going to enjoy working together. See you tomorrow."

I smiled back, "Yes sir." He was right, I was definitely going to enjoy having Ronen as my new boss.



The New Boss Ch. 02



I waited patiently downstairs as Monica and Rachelle finished their meeting. It was just yesterday that Monica had returned from her year long leave of absence. First thing she did was to tell us that our District Manager had gotten promoted to a different district and that she had taken over this district. She also wanted to talk to us one on one. I did not feel threatened by Monica, on the contrary, we had a very good work relationship in the past. But something about her made me a bit on the edge. I guess seeing your husband fucking another woman while being fucked by that woman's husband, would make anyone change. Apart from her hair, which had always been cut short, just above the shoulders, now it was longer, straight and nearly half way down her back. She had always been a big woman, but now she had lost a lot of weight. Still on the curvy side but nothing like she had been before. I stood up as I saw Rachelle and Monica coming down the stairs. 

"We will have our talk tomorrow." Monica said to me. As she walked outside. Rachelle followed her out. I breathed a sigh of relief. I looked around and it seemed everyone was more relaxed now that she was gone. No one knew how to take her now, they had worked with her before she had took her leave. She used to be joyful and happy. Now she walked with a purpose and it seemed like she was judging you the moment she looked at you. Rachelle walked back in, she had a smile on her face. 

"Relax everybody, everything is fine." she said. She motioned for me to follow her upstairs. 

"What was that about?" I asked. As we got into the office. 

"Oh the usual. She wanted to see who's breasts were bigger." Rachelle said letting her hair out of the pinned back position. She stood close to my desk.

"What?" I asked in shock. 

"You know how when a new boss comes in they want to push their weight around. Show who is boss. Well that's what she wanted to do." Rachelle said with a smile and a shrug. 

"So what now?" I asked. Thinking that things might change as far as work load. Monica had always been a numbers person. I made a move to my desk. 

"What now? Well right now. You are going to take that big dick of yours and shove it down my throat." she said moving towards me. Before I could say anything she was on her knee's in front of me. My zipper was down,then I felt her lips wrap around my dick. 

"Fuck me." I said as she began sucking it back and forth making it hard within the first few strokes. 

"That will come later." she cooed. Holding my dick with one hand and licking it from the bottom to the top while looking up at me. "Sit down." she said pointing to my chair. I walked over to my chair and sat down. She crawled on her hands and knee's over to me waving her big Latin ass back and forth as she crawled. When she reached me she took hold of my pants at the hip, and with one swift move she had them down and at my ankles. 

"I have been thinking about this big fucking black dick for hours now." she said. Her mouth glided back and forth along it while looking at me. "You like me sucking your dick. Don't you?" she said. All I could do was nod. "Say it." she smiled. 

"I love when you suck my dick." I replied. She smiled more as she took into her mouth and deep throated it all the way down. 

"Damn." I said relaxing back in the couch. She repeated the slow process over and over. I watched as all nine inches went down her throat. I grabbed a handful of black hair and began bouncing her head harder on my dick. 

"mm. Mmmffh." she said as she took it all in. She slowly took my dick out of her mouth with an audible pop. 

"I promised you something yesterday." she said. As she stood up. She took off her black blazer. I sat there watching as she took off her work shirt. Revealing a large black lacy bra. She strutted over to her desk. Then laid on top of it. I walked over to her. Her big boobs were barely held upright in that bra. "Well take it off." she said smiling at me. To which I happily obliged. Her large breasts fell naturally to the sides. I took a look at the bra. There in black bold letters and numbers 32JJ. "Now you know how big they are. Still think you can put that dick between them?"

"Fuck yes." I said as I hurriedly climbed on top of the desk, straddling her chest. She pulled her boobs apart as I lay my dick between them. She pushed them over my dick totally enveloping it. I began to steadily fuck her tits. Sliding back and forth between them. It was fucking heaven. She looked up at me with a big smile. 

"That all you got?" she said smiling. "It's not coming out on my side. Fuck harder." she ordered. Which I took as a challenge. I began fucking her big tits harder. Grabbing the table just above her shoulders. I looked down at her as I fucked her big tits. "Still nothing." she half smiled and moaned at the same time. She squeezed her tits closer together by pushing and locking her arms over them. 

"Fuck. I can't." I began to give in. As I felt like cumming. 

"Come on fuck my tits. Fuck my huge fucking tits."she screamed up at me. 

"I'm cumming." I said as I started to slow down. She took my dick out of her cleavage and held it close to her face as she pumped it back and forth. I came hard, she held it there. Shooting my cum all over her face. "Good Boy. Now let me get some work done." she shooed me off. As she picked up her bra. I walked over to my desk, to pick up my pants. "Come back in an hour, hopefully you will have recuperated by then."she smiled as she put her clothes back on. 

I went downstairs to see what everyone was doing. My mind was still on what had happened upstairs and what the talk with Monica was going to be like. I had totally forgot about what was happening down here. There was a few fires that needed my help to sort out as well as some people that needed to talk to me. But for the most part everything went well. Rachelle came downstairs in a hurry. 

"Sorry emergency at home." she said as she hurried out. I smiled as I knew that meant she was going to be pissed. The rest of the day flew by. I began to close up when I got a phone call. Not recognizing the number I was reluctant to answer. But as I was still on the clock for a few more minutes I picked it up. 

"Phew. Your still there." Monica said. 

"Yeah. I was not going to answer." I replied. 

"Well I am glad you did." she said. "That old storage room in the back, is it still empty?" she asked. I began to think. 

"Hold on. Let me transfer you down there." I said as I transferred the call to the receiving area. I ran downstairs. It was a short walk across the floor and towards the back. I pulled open the storage room door. It was a large room, it was empty except for a few chairs for meetings as well as a few odds and ends. But nothing that could not get placed somewhere else. I picked up the phone. 

"It's empty. Have to move a few things. But it's good. Why?" I asked. 

"Have to make it my office. The room here at Store 234, is too small." she said. "Hate to throw this on you. But can you stay and help me?" she asked. 

"I can do that." I said. I did have a game session with a few online friends. But that wasn't till much later. "But can I come in a little later tomorrow?" I asked. 

"Sure." she said. As she hung up. I took off my work shirt, leaving my black sleeve less shirt on. I began to take the stuff out of the room. Then my cell phone rang. It was Rachelle. 

"Hey." I said partly heavy breathing. 

"What are you doing?" she asked. 

"Moving stuff out of the storage room. Heavy desk was in the back." I said panting. 

"Why are you doing that?" she asked. 

"Monica is going to use it as her office." I replied. 

"What!" she screamed into the phone. "That bitch!" she said. 

"What the room at 234 is too small, so she said." I replied leaning against the wall. 

"Too small huh?" I could hear the smile on her voice. "Fine!" she said. "Two can play this fucking game." she said. 

"What game?" I asked. 

"Nothing. Don't worry about it." she said. "What are you doing after wards." she asked. 

"I have to do a few things. That's why I am trying to hurry and get this done." I said. I did not want to tell her, that I was going home to play an online game with people I never met in person. 

"Ok. Well I was going to let you fuck me in the ass again, but it can wait till tomorrow." she said. To this I perked up. Then I heard a man's voice. "Remember tomorrow, your dick, my ass. It's a date." she quickly said then hung up. I cursed myself. Hell I would rather fuck her perky Latin ass then play a fucking video game any day of the week. I kicked the wall which was not the brightest idea. As I began to move the last of the stuff. I heard keys jingling moving toward me. 

"Wow look at you." Monica said from behind me. 

"Yeah. Thought I would get a head start." I replied. She was dressed in all black dress skirt, with some cleavage showing, and a large slit on the side of the dress leg, that went from the ankle all the way up to the thigh. Which was unusual for her. She used to wear sundresses or jeans, and shirts that hid everything. 

"Lets see what you got started." she said as she walked past me. "It's excellent. I will get the broom and dust pan. If you want to get started with moving things in. I got two guys to follow me from 234. So use them." she said back to me. 

Between me and the two guys. We quickly moved a few things into the room. Mainly a rounded desk a double sided desk, three computers and some chairs. As we packed up the truck. One of the guys looked at me. 

"So what's so important about this place?" he asked. 

"What you mean?" I replied. 

"She said, she had to set up here and not at our store." the other said. 

"She told me the room there, was too small." I replied shutting the truck. They both looked at each other. 

"The room over there, is twice as big as that room." they both smiled. 

"Then I don't know." I shrugged. 

"Whatever. We get paid anyway." they both said as they got in the truck. I walked back inside. Now things were starting to bother me. I was sweating. I was irritated at missing the chance at a piece of ass. And now this bullshit. I walked into her make shift office. 

"What's going on Moni." I asked. 

"Oh no." she said as she arranged paper work on her desk. "You only call me Moni. When you're pissed." she said turning towards me she leaned against the desk. "What's up?" she said. She flipped her blonde hair to the side. Looking at me. 

"You know. What's up. Why this place. The guys just told me the other room is twice as big." I said to which she rolled her eyes and shook her head. 

"Idiots!" she said under her breath. "Fine!" she said folding her arms under her breasts. Pushing them upwards. She knew I was a breast guy, this was to serve as a distraction. And it was working. Her cleavage was doubled with her arms under them. She had nice curves all over especially since she had lost the weight. Looking at her now, I could see how big they really were. 

"I wanted to keep an eye on things. I miss this place. It was mine for nearly ten years." she said. "You can't expect me to just give it up." she shrugged. 

"Yeah but you walked away." I said trying not to look. 

"Very true. More like ran." she smiled. She walked over to me. "Look it is your place now. Well yours and Rachelle's." she said placing a hand on my chest. "Just think of me as an observer." she smiled. Her green eyes piercing at me. 

"Ok. Just no more lies." I said looking at her. 

"You got it." she said putting her hand out. We shook hands. I turned to leave. "Since you are coming in late. Mind if we have that talk. I have a few other stores to visit tomorrow." she said. I looked at the time. I still had an hour and a half to go before my gaming date. Maybe I could text Rachelle and reschedule our "date". 

"If it won't take long." I said. 

"Five minutes. Tops." she said sitting down at her desk. I sat on the other side. 

"Good. I Will cut it short since we know each other." she said clearing her throat. "Sales are good, this warehouse is top in the region for getting items, to the stores in a timely fashion. Which is good. Only two problems. Hours and Pay. You might have to cut some hours and let loose some of your full timers." she said. 

"Ok." I nodded. Which I already knew was coming from a previous email. "I planned on letting Tylene go. And Jamie should be leaving on maternal leave soon, so when she does. I will let her know when she comes back she will be part time." I said. 

"Well, that was easy." she said clapping her hands. I stood up. "Wait." she said motioning me to sit down. I sat back down. She stood up and circled the desk to sit right down on it, right in front of me. 

"How are things with you and Rachelle?" she asked. Her legs crossed so I could see down the slit to her thick white thighs. 

"Good. It was a bit rocky at first. But it's gotten better." I said tearing my eyes from her thighs and her cleavage. 

"Good to hear. She tells me nothing but good things about you so that's good, that the two of you have a good work relationship." she said then she leaned forward. "How about personal?" she said. She was doing this on purpose. I felt interrogated. She knew that I would look down at her cleavage and get distracted maybe say something I shouldn't. 

"It's good. We get along. She tells me about the problems she is having with her husband." I said. I threw her off with the husband statement. She stood up and walked behind me. 

"How you feel about that? Problems at home. I mean she could end up doing what I did and leave you. Is that ok?" she said as she leaned over my shoulder. 

"What happens, happens. Not my problem. I come to work. Not be a councilor " I shrugged. 

"Oh come off it Ray." she said as she span me around. Now I was staring directly at her cleavage. "She has nice big tits, and a nice ass, with an accent." she said angrily. "You don't think I don't know that you're fucking her." she said. 

"I am leaving." I said. As I tried to leave. She pushed me back in the chair and sat on top of me. Her legs wrapped around the chair. She took my head and buried it in her cleavage. 

"They aren't as big as hers. But I can still out fuck her any day." she said reaching between us. She grabbed hold of my hard dick. "And it seems you been thinking of doing that." she said as she got off me. My dick was now out of my pants and in her hand as she knelt in front of me slowly taking my dick and swirling her tongue around it. "Still want to leave?" she asked. 

"Shut up!" I said as I grabbed her head and pushed it down on my dick. She began to bob her head up and down. "How long you wanted to suck this dick?" I asked her looking at her hungrily suck on it. 

"Far too long" she said in between slurps. She was not taking it as far down as Rachelle did but she did pay more attention to it. Licking it up and down sucking on my balls. 

"Take them tits out." I ordered her. I could see she wanted to be ordered. Unlike Rachelle who liked to give the orders. 

"What these?" she said spilling her big tits out of the confides of the dress. They were not as big as Rachelle's but definitely much bigger than anyone else I had been with. 

"Fuck yeah." I said. "Wrap those fuckers around my dick." I said. She wrapped them around totally enveloping my dick. For the second time today my dick was buried between two big tits. She held them tightly as she rocked up and down and back and forth. 

"Like that." she said. I more than liked it. I began to fuck upwards but again I barely made it to the top of her chest. 

"Fuck yeah." I said. 

"My turn." she said. As she let my dick go. She bent over the desk. I gladly stood up behind her. I lifted her skirt. She might not have tits as big as Rachelle but she had an ass. A nice big round, plump white ass with nice hips. I slid into her from behind her mouth opened wide as I slid it all the way in, without stopping. "Fuck that's a big fucking cock." she said lowering her head. 

"And I am going to fuck you with it!" I said. I began to pound her deep and hard. My balls slapping against her filled the room. She was moaning her nails gripped the table, as I grabbed her hips and pulled her back on it. My fucking her sent ripples, all over her ass. This was a revenge fuck plain and simple, for her leaving me in this place with these people. I began to get angry at her for all the frustration I went through. "You deserve this!" I shouted at her as I pulled back on her hair. 

"Yes! I do." she said. Her fat ass slapped against me with every stroke. 

"You know what." I said. I pulled my dick out of her pussy and aimed it at her ass. 

"No! It's too big. I never had a cock in my ass before." she began to say shaking her head. 

"I don't care. After all the shit you left me with, without warning. Then today you lied to me." I shouted down at her. "You're going to take my dick in your ass, and then you're going to thank me for cumming in your ass." I said as I pushed it in. At first it did not want to go in then slowly the head popped in. She gasped. And buried her head on the table. 

"Fuck that's a big fucking cock in my ass. Fuck" she kept saying. I pushed deeper. "FUCK FUCK. Slow down your tearing me." she said looking back at me. 

"Shut up! You take it or I will leave." I said. Pulling it back out. "Rachelle took it up her ass." I said. "Maybe I should call her." I said reaching for my pants. 

"No! Don't call that bitch!" she said. "Sit down." she said breathing slowly. I sat on the chair. She looked down at me. She turned around, slowly she began to lower her big round ass, down on me guiding it towards the entrance to her ass. "Fuck!" she said as it went in. Slowly she began to go up and down. "mmmm much better." she said as she began to go up and down slow at first then got a little faster. 

"That's it. You like this big dick in your ass. Don't you?" I said to her. 

"Yess." she began to say as she bounced her big ass up and down. 

"Fuck yeah." I said slapping her ass. It shook with each slap. I had to admit having her fat ass bouncing on my dick was a good end to the day. I pushed her forward and onto the floor. She bent over on all fours. I straddled over her big ass. Lining my dick up with her asshole. I pushed it downward into her ass. 

"Goddam!!" she shouted. As she took it all. 

"That's right. Going to fuck this ass deep! Your going to take it balls deep." I said Fucking her ass deep Again the sound of us fucking filled the room. She moaned deep as I fucked downwards into her. I was barely able to contain myself watching my dick disappear into her ass and back out again.

"I am cumming." I said. 

"Cum in my ass." she said. 

"Beg me!" I said. 

"Please cum in my ass." she said. I slapped her ass one more time as I buried my dick in her ass. I grunted as I began cumming deep inside her. 

"Thank you." she said. I began to get dressed as she pulled her skirt down and put her tits back in her dress. 

We walked out of the warehouse. 

"Ray." she said as she got in her car. 

"Yes." I replied. 

"You better be on time tomorrow. I changed my mind about tomorrow." she smiled. I smiled and nodded. 

"Yes Ma'am." I said. She flashed me her tits. "How big are those?" 

"38FF" she smiled and got in the car. I nodded. I looked at the time. I had twenty minutes to get home for my game. I smiled as I punched the gas and headed home.



The New Boss Ch. 02



I reached across and released her wrists from the silk tie as I panted, “Clean me up, touch me only with your mouth and tongue.”

Chris groaned as she pushed herself up and scrambled into position, kneeling beside me on the large bed. My obedient naughty girl positioned her mouth directly over my limp cock that glistened with her own juices and my cum. The tip of her tongue licked around my knob and up and down the length as she savoured the much-loved taste. I watched Chris’ cheeks moving in and out as she lovingly sucked all my cock into her mouth. Once again my hand went to her head and held her in position with her nose pressed up against my belly. She managed to turn her head a little and as our eyes met she winked to convey how much she loved that position. I let go of her head and she playfully licked up and down my cock a few more times before looking at me with raised eyebrows as she sought my approval. I nodded my appreciation, spread my arms out and Chris flopped down beside me as we hugged tightly.

After a period of recovery as we regained our breath Chris said quietly, “Simon, I’ve never been tied before.”

“A total loss of control for you sweetie, are you ok?”

“Ok? It was ahhhhhh, amazing, just so exciting.” Exultation showed in Chris’ voice. “And when you shoved me on the bed and screwed me like that, oh wow, it was fucking wonderful Simon, I mean Sir. It felt like you were using me for your pleasure, and that thought nearly made me cum.”

“I enjoyed it too my little subbie.”

Chris raised her head from my chest, looked into my eyes and said, “Call me that again.”

“Say please Christine.” I said with a grin.

“Please call me that again Sir.” She said seriously.

“You were wonderful my little subbie. You like those words?”

“Please call me that for the rest of the weekend, even when we’re not playing. I love submitting to you Simon and it’s exciting to be called your little subbie.” Chris paused and looked serious once again. “But never ever, not once will you use that term at work.”

“I would never do that at work, not even when we are alone.” I said as I smacked her once on the bum. “Ok, I feel like a shower before we sleep, it’s been a long day. You will wash and dry me my lil subbie.”

“Ohhhh yes Sir.” Chris kissed me then jumped off the bed and raced to the bathroom. A second later she came bouncing out again and grinned at me as she unbuckled the collar from around her neck. She placed it carefully on a pillow and then happily skipped the few steps back to the bathroom.

I followed slowly and together we enjoyed a long warm shower as my subbie’s soapy hands washed every inch of my body. I watched as she quickly washed her sexy figure, then she dried us both with a large soft towel and we returned to the bedroom. 

“Anything else I can do for you Sir?” Chris asked with a smile. 

As I lay down on the bed my subbie lifted the collar off the pillow and passed it to me.

I placed the collar around her neck and buckled it back into position before lying down on my side. “Just a goodnight kiss then snuggle in here my lil subbie.”

“I love being here with you Simon, sleep well my Master.” Chris said as she kissed me tenderly, turned off the lamp and snuggled her back in against me.

“Goodnight my lil subbie.” I whispered as I kissed her neck, pulled the covers over us and put a protective arm around my wonderful friend. “Sleep as long as you like.”

I awoke the next morning to the sound of Chris preparing breakfast in the kitchen area. The rattle of cutlery, cups and plates and the aroma of bacon were mixed with the sound of my subbie humming happily.

Suddenly she raced into the bedroom with an excited expression. “Oh good you’re awake. Simon come and look at what’s outside. Come quickly.”

She pulled the covers off me and grabbed a hand to help drag me off the bed. I stumbled after her into the kitchen and over to the window overlooking the garden.

“Look, aren’t they just beautiful? I didn’t expect to see anything like that.”

I looked down on three adult kangaroos and a baby joey lying on the grass in the warm morning sunshine. 

“They must have come over from Wilson’s Promontory National Park.” I said. “I bet they get scraps of food from the cabins.”

“Can you see many animals there?” Chris asked as we stood with arms around each other.

“Of course my lil subbie, kangaroos, wallabies, wombats, goannas, lizards, an amazing amount of bird life and of course lots of snakes as well as great walks and beaches. I’ll take you there sometime, but not this weekend.”

“Ewwww, snakes, the only snake I’m interested in is this one with one eye.” Chris grinned as she reached down and fondled my cock “Whoa, I must rescue the bacon.”

I relieved myself and washed in the bathroom while Chris completed the breakfast preparations. We sat opposite each other at the small table and made small talk while we ate the delicious breakfast. There was some tension in the small cabin as Chris wondered what evil ideas I had for the exploration of her submissive traits. Although I had purchased the toys and equipment I had not planned any specific order or time for our playing. After we had finished eating and washed the dishes Chris excused herself and spent some time in the bathroom.

I slipped on a pair of shorts and sat in a lounge chair pretending to read my little black book as Chris returned to the living area. She had brushed her hair and applied bright red lipstick to her lips. Wearing only the leather collar my subbie glanced at the book then lowered her eyes and knelt on the floor at my feet. 

I took a coin from my shorts pocket and said, “Heads or tails my lil subbie?”

“Heads or tails Sir?” Chris asked as she looked at the coin.

“Heads you use your head, tails I use your tail.”

“Seems to me I win both ways Sir.” Chris answered with a smile.

“Indeed you do.” I replied as I spun the coin high in the air.

The coin bounced on the carpet and Chris called, “It’s tails Sir.”

“Crawl over to the bed and find what I have hidden under the pillow. Bring it back between your teeth.” I instructed.

“Yes Sir.” Chris replied with a sigh as she turned somewhat reluctantly and crawled across the floor to the bed. 

A shiver ran through her body as she pushed the pillow aside and discovered the promised butt plug with the tail of thin leather strips. Carefully she grasped the plug between her teeth and crawled back over to present me with her prize.

“Good girl.” I said as I patted Chris’ head and took the plug from her mouth. “Turn around and face away from me.”

With a moan of expectancy my obedient subbie turned around and wiggled her lovely arse in my direction. She shivered again as I played the end of the leather tail across her firm white cheeks and up and down her back. Until that moment Chris had not realised that the tail served a dual purpose, it was an excellent flogger in addition to its prime function as a butt plug/puppy’s tail.

Without warning I raised the plug in the air and cracked the leather strips firmly across her bum. My subbie yelped with surprise but held her position as she tensed in readiness for the next swipe. The thin strips cracked again leaving light red marks on the white skin. I stood and swished the flogger firmly from side to side as each stinging hit brought an exclamation from my lovely subbie. I was surprised at her ability to absorb the pain of each stroke while stoically maintaining her position on hands and knees.

“Roll over onto your back and spread your arms and legs wide apart.” I instructed after administering ten cracks of the flogger on each buttock.

Chris quickly obeyed my instruction and moaned as her hot arse cheeks touched the floor. She looked up at me with excitement shining in her eyes as I straddled her with my feet either side of her hips. I lowered my arm until the leather tips of the flogger were just touching her large breasts and commenced swinging them softly from side to side. 

“Oh Simon Sir, I never thought of this. Ohhhhhhhh God that is sooooo good, a bit harder please.”

I nodded and said, “Remember the safe words my lil subbie,” as I put a little more muscle into the swings.

Chris was wincing and sometimes yelping as the stinging leather strips left pinkish stripes over her wonderful breasts. Her body was twitching at each hit but there was still no sign that my subbie was nearing her pain limit. Treading carefully I moved to stand beside Chris’ sexy body and after a couple of final swings across her breasts I played the leather tips across her smooth shapely thighs.

Our eyes met and Chris nodded her acceptance of my unspoken request to continue using the flogger. With extra careful aim I swung the leather strips firmly against the soft skin of her inner right thigh. As I raised the flogger again I glanced to see my lover’s face screwed up as a loud groan escaped through her gritted teeth. Five strokes on the inside of each thigh were enough to bring the first call of “amber” from my wonderful subbie.

Wondering whether I was making the right move I brushed the tips of the leather strips over Chris’ glistening vaginal lips causing her eyes to open instantly as she looked at me with an expression of shock.

I held up two fingers for her to see and said, “Cum for me on the second stroke.”

My gutsy friend again nodded then waited expectantly with closed her eyes and screwed up face. Resisting the temptation to pause and increase the tension I moved the leather strips back between Chris legs and flicked the tips firmly against her labia.

“Yahhhhhhhhh!” Chris cried out as her body jumped and her hands moved automatically to protect her pussy. To her credit she forced her arms out wide again and tensed her body for the final stroke.

“Cum my little subbie!” I cried as I flicked her pussy for the final time.

“Uhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!” Chris yelled loudly as the powerful orgasm arched her body off the floor.

I stepped away watching in awe as my subbie moaned continuously as her perspiring body juddered and convulsed uncontrollably. The mighty climax slowly subsided but miniature orgasms seemed to continue to flow as she gulped in air while gasping words that would have shocked her parents. When I thought that Chris had calmed sufficiently I pushed my shorts to the floor and knelt between her legs with my erection inches from her shaven pussy.

“Fuck me!” Chris gasped.

I moved forward and pushed my cock deep into my subbie’s very moist vagina. Using the flogger on Chris’ sexy figure had been an amazing experience for me. I was very turned on and it wasn’t long before I was rhythmically fucking her hard and fast. Chris’ breasts were bouncing uncontrollably as my cock pounded in and out of her pussy. Naturally it didn’t take long before I thrust hard and orgasmed deep inside my subbie’s vagina. I stayed in position squeezing Chris' breasts as wonderful feelings vibrated through my body and her figure shook with another powerful climax. I pulled my cock out and sat back on my heels as I watched Chris collapse back onto the floor.

Chris open her eyes, smiled weakly and managed to pant, “Drink please.”

I jumped to my feet and staggered the short distance to the kitchen where I grabbed a bottle of water from the fridge. Back in the main room I held the bottle while Chris gulped and coughed down some of the refreshing fluid. When my subbie had partly recovered I helped her to her feet and assisted her to lie on the bed. I grabbed a towel from the bathroom and wiped the perspiration from Chris’ face and upper body while I sat beside her on the sheets.

“When you feel up to moving we will go and relax in the tub.”

“Sounds great but won’t the water will be cold?” Chris panted.

“I switched it on when you were in the bathroom after breakfast.” I explained. “The owner said the heaters were new and worked quickly.”

“Wonderful, after all that I need to relax for a while.” Chris took hold of my right arm. “Help me out there please Simon.”

“I’ll just take this off first.” I said as I unbuckled the collar. 

Chris smiled feebly as I assisted her off the bed and out through the sliding doors to the hot tub set into the paved patio. The water temperature was still a fraction cool but sufficiently warm enough for us to enjoy. After helping Chris into the tub I eased myself carefully in beside my tired subbie and supported her while she laid back and floated in the warm tub. She looked so sexy as she lay in my arms with her eyes closed, her deep breathing causing her large breasts to rise and fall like floaties supporting a child in a pool.

“Thank you so much, you are so good to me Simon.” Chris said unexpectedly.

“No thanks needed my sweet lil subbie.” I said as I kissed her salty lips. 

Chris opened her eyes, smiled at me and suddenly wriggled out of my arms to stand and hug me tight. “Can we talk Mr. Special Man?”

“Of course we can talk.” I said as I moved over to one of the spa’s underwater seats where I sat and perched Chris on my lap where she cuddled in with her head on my shoulder. “Something’s not quite right is it? Talk to me honey.”

Chris nodded and I waited while she searched for the right words. “It’s the puppy stuff darling. I know I said it was a fantasy and that was true, but when you ordered me to crawl across the floor and bring the plug back in my teeth I felt, ummmm, degraded.”

“Humiliated?” I asked.

“Yes, something like that. I know it probably sounds silly because I absolutely loved being whipped and when you fucked me, well you know how I love you to use me like that.”

I kissed her again and said, “My darling lil subbie, I don’t question your feelings. Your submission is a very personal thing and I feel privileged to be part of it. I’ve had fantasies that didn’t work out when I tried them for real so I know how you feel.”

Chris looked up at me in shock. “You have Simon? Tell me about them. Oh you’re blushing!”

“No, no, it’s the warm water.” I blustered.

“It’s not the water temperature is it?” Chris’ seriousness had suddenly disappeared, as had been my intention. “Tell me pleeeaassseeee Simon.”

“Some other time, I promise. This weekend is about you baby and any further puppy play is out, so don’t worry.”

“Thank you for understanding darling,” Chris giggled like a schoolgirl. “You can still use my butt plug, if you want to, Sir.”

“I’d actually planned to put something else up there.” I said with an evil grin. “But right now, how about I switch on the bubbles?”

“Bubbles, ohhhhhhh yes!” Chris grinned as she threw her arms around my neck and we kissed deeply. “I think I love you Simon, Sir.”

I held Chris at arms’ length and we looked at each other in shock at her last words. 

Chris just grinned, shrugged her shoulders and said, “Well it’s true and I don’t care if it makes things difficult at work. I’m falling for you Simon and I think you feel the same about me.”

“I’ve been trying to stay professional and keep my feelings under control but you make it too hard, ah I mean difficult.” I reached out and pulled Chris back into my arms. “Yes Christine Smale, my beautiful lil subbie, boss and lover, I’ve fallen for you too, and in a big way.”

We stood hugging and kissing in the warm water of the spa, oblivious to the world around us until suddenly we heard the sound of car doors slamming.

“Are you there Simon?” A man’s voice called as a he knocked on the cabin’s front door.

“Shit we forgot the towels!” I said.

“Oh God, you can get out.” Chris laughed as she bent her knees until only her head was showing above the water.

“Shhhhh stay quiet, it must be the owner, he might go away.” I whispered.

We stayed quiet but we could hear footsteps approaching around the cabin on the gravel path. Fortunately the path was lower than the patio and they could not see into the water as they rounded the corner of the cabin.

“Ah there you are!” The male half of a middle-aged couple said as he saw us in the tub. “I’m Maurie and this is my wife Hazel, we just dropped in to collect our money.”

“Hello Maurie and Hazel, I’m Simon and this is my friend Christine.” I replied. “Nice to meet you but I’m afraid you’ve caught us at a bad time. Can we drop the cheque into your house later this afternoon?”

Maurie started up the steps onto the patio and caught a glimpse of Chris’ bare breasts just below the water line. 

“Ohhh I see.” Maurie said as he stopped on the steps and gazed directly at the best pair of tits he had seen in a long time. His eyes stayed directly on Chris’ breasts as he turned around and stopped his wife from coming any further. "Sorry to disturb you, come on dear, we’ll go to number four and get their money.” 

As Hazel turned her back Chris straightened her legs and stood, smiling sweetly at Maurie as she gave him an eyeful of her breasts. The cabins’ owner turned bright red, stumbled down the steps and quickly followed his wife back to their car. We could hear them whispering to each other as their footsteps faded away on the gravel path.

When the car doors slammed Chris and I burst out laughing as we hugged in the warm water.

“You naughty girl, flashing your tits like that at poor old Maurie, I will have to spank you for that indiscretion.”

“I’m sorry Simon, I couldn’t resist it.” Chris laughed. “My god, Hazel won’t know what’s hit her tonight, I know what Maurie will be thinking about while he pounds away.” Chris smiled sweetly and added, “And as for the spanking, mmmmmmm, yes, I deserve it Sir. Now what happened to those bubbles?”

I found the controls and switched on the air jets for the bubbles. Chris and I had a wonderful time carrying on like two love-struck teenagers as we hugged, kissed and touched each other in the bubbling water. As lunchtime drew close we clambered out of the spa and air-dried our bodies in the warm late summer sunshine. 

It was cooler inside the cabin and we donned our towelling robes while we prepared and ate some delicious salad sandwiches for lunch. We discussed Chris’ reactions to the flogger and she confirmed that she wanted further exploration of the ‘pain for pleasure’ aspect of BDSM. I made sure that she was emotionally comfortable with the submissive side of her nature and again assured her that it was ok to say no to the doggie training or anything else that she didn’t like. 

“Just because you have a submissive side to your nature doesn’t mean that you are a brainless twit.” I said firmly as we held hands across the small table. “I know how clever you are so just relax and enjoy our weekend my lil subbie, ok?”

Chris smiled and blinked back a few tears. “Simon, you make me feel so good about myself. I know I come across as confident at work and for the most part I am, but I do have times of doubt and you make me feel so positive, thank you darling.”

“We are great for each other my subbie but enough talk, do you feel like some more play?”

Chris’ answer was to stand, walk around the table and throw her arms around me in a giant hug. She whispered “I’m your subbie and I love you”, then stepped back, dropped her robe and knelt submissively on the polished timber floor.

I assisted my sexy lover to her feet and led her to the main room to sit on the side of the bed. She watched with wondering eyes as I piled some pillows in the centre of the bed and covered them with a towel. Chris’ eyes opened wider when I took four leather cuffs from the drawer beside the bed and placed them on the bed beside her. Small shivers of excitement ran through Chris’ figure as I strapped the cuffs to her wrists and ankles and then assisted her to lie face down over the pillows. Four lengths of cord secured her wrists and ankles to the corners of the bed and my subbie was well and truly ready for whatever I desired. I grabbed some toys from the drawer and knelt on the bed between Chris’ wide spread legs. 




The New Boss Ch. 02



My first selection was a pair of fur-covered gloves that I knew would feel great against my sexy subbie’s skin. I placed the gloves lightly over Chris’ ankles and moved them slowly up her legs, over the firm buttocks and up her spine to the shoulders. Chris moaned with pleasure as I caressed the fur sensually up and down her body. I could feel and see her relax onto the pillows as the luxurious stroking had the desired effect. For over ten minutes I continued the erotic movements as Chris lay with her eyes closed and purred with pleasure. The fur gloves were removed and replaced with one thin latex glove on my right hand. Chris jumped as I squirted some cold lubricating jell on her arse hole and ran a slippery finger up and down the crack separating her lovely buttocks. 

“Oh God, you know how I love this.” Chris moaned.

I pushed firmly against the puckered opening as Chris relaxed her sphincter muscle to allow my finger easy access. Gently and sensuously I moved my twisting finger in and out, adding more lubricant for the coming fun. I pulled the finger out and my subbie gave a moan of frustration when she heard the removal of the latex glove from my hand. That sound soon changed to a grunt of approval when I pushed a new large vibrator into her wet pussy and turned it onto low setting. My plan had been to use a smaller vibrator in Chris’ arse but all the play had revived my cock. It was hard and ready as I smoothed lubricant along its length and both of us shivered with excitement as I pushed the tip of my cock against her waiting rosebud.

“Fuck my arse Sir!” Chris cried as she automatically relaxed her sphincter and my cock slid slowly into the tightness of her rectum. “Yeeeeesssssssssssssssss!”

I was acutely aware of the buzzing of the vibrator in her pussy so close to my shaft as I stopped with my cock fully inside my lover’s arse. I gulped in some deep breaths as I reached under and increased the pulsing of the battery-powered dildo. 

“Oh shit!” Chris and I called out in unison at the amazing sensations that suddenly hit our bodies.

I knew that with the extra stimulation I would not last long so I quickly dispensed with my plans for a long slow arse fuck. Chris cried out again as I rammed my cock in and out as the vibrator buzzed away in her pussy. Since losing my virginity I had never experienced such powerful sensations as those now resonating through my body. Perspiration was dripping from my face onto Chris’ back as I fucked her arse and before long I yelled loudly as I shuddered with a powerful orgasm. As I pulled out my cock and collapsed down onto the bed in a quivering heap I somehow managed to turn the vibrator onto its highest setting. Chris screamed as a wonderful climax shuddered through her body as her arms and legs jerked against the securing ropes. I lay watching my amazing subbie as I gasped for air on the damp sheets.

“Red Simon, red, turn it off!” Chris cried as another mighty orgasm hit her straining figure.

I quickly reached back between her legs, twisted the control to the off position and pulled the vibrator from her body. I summoned some more energy and managed to unbuckle the cuffs from Chris’ ankles and wrists before I slumped back down on the bed. Our panting was the only sound that could be heard for maybe ten minutes before Chris pulled the pillows our from under her and snuggled in beside me. 

“Any water?” My subbie gasped. 

Chris shrugged as I shook my head in reply and lay back down beside me while we both recovered some strength. Some minutes later I dragged myself to the kitchen and returned with a water bottle. After slurping down some of the reviving liquid Chris hauled herself up to sit beside me and lean back against the head of the bed. 

“Hell bells, I thought I was going to have a heart attack.” Chris puffed. “Only one thing inside me at a time from now on.”

“Suits me honey.” I turned my head and kissed her salty cheek.

Chris giggled and said, “Oh, unless it’s your cock in my mouth and your tongue in my cunt of course.” 

“That will be the exception.” I replied as my breathing returned to near normal. “That vibe was too much for me.”

“Any plans for the rest of the afternoon?” Chris asked as she cuddled close.

“I thought we would go for a drive and see some of the countryside,” I said as we kissed again. “Oh, and we must go and pay the money to Maurie and, um, what was her name?”

“Hazel, just like your eyes lover boy. Can we shower first?” Chris asked, “I’m all sticky.”

“Good idea my sexy subbie, I’m just a bit sweaty myself, let’s go!” 

After the shower we drove to Maurie and Hazel’s to pay the account and then go for the short drive. Chris wore an extremely tight and revealing singlet top that simply clung to the curves of her breasts and emphasised the size of her nipples pressing against the thin material. She looked very sexy in figure hugging jeans and she laughed when I said I hoped that Maurie didn’t have a heart attack. 

We drove over to the main house and found Maurie pottering around alone in the garden. He waved when he saw us and walked over as we hopped out of the car.

“Maurie we love the cabin, it’s so clean and comfortable.” Chris purred with a genuine smile of her red painted lips.

“Oh thank you, I’m glad you like them, I mean it.” Maurie stuttered with his eyes transfixed on Chris’ breasts.

“And such a lovely area, are the kangaroos we saw this morning tame?” Chris asked.

“Ummm, ah yes, but they can scratch if annoyed too much, don’t get too close to their claws.” The red faced owner replied as he attempted to look at me.

“Oh I don’t want to be scratched, I hate pain.” Chris said sweetly.

I somehow managed to control my laughter, withdrew the cheque from my wallet and passed it over to the flustered owner. “Could I have a receipt please Maurie?”

“Oh yes, ahhh Simon, I’ll just go into the house and get one for you.” Maurie glanced again at Chris’ breasts and walked somewhat reluctantly to his home.

Chris grinned evilly at me as I whispered, “You’re incorrigible you naughty girl.”

“Ha! I’m just giving the poor old bloke a thrill he’ll always remember and besides it’s harmless fun.” Chris saw Maurie reappear through the front door and said, “Watch this.”

I stayed by the car as Chris ran up the garden path to the house. Maurie stood on the verandah open mouthed and wide eyed as he stared at the pair of wonderful breasts bouncing towards him. I watched Chris jump up the few steps to stand close beside Maurie so her breasts brushed his arm as he handed over the receipt. I couldn’t hear their short conversation but I could see the shock on Maurie’s face when Chris gave him a quick kiss on a cheek before she jumped off the verandah and ran back to the car.

“Come on darling, let’s go.” Chris smiled sweetly as she waved to Maurie and jumped in the passenger’s seat of her car.

I waved farewell to Maurie and as soon as he was out of sight Chris and I burst out laughing.

“What did you say to him?” I spluttered.

“I’d better not tell you.” Chris giggled.

“Come on my naughty lil subbie.”

Chris tried unsuccessfully to look sensible but burst into giggles again. “All I said was that we loved staying in his lovely cabin and we hoped to come back again some time.”

“Yeh, sure honey, and what else?” I said as I turned the car right onto the main road.

“Oh, I just said that I liked him looking at my breasts and that I hoped that he had fun with Hazel tonight.” Chris burst out laughing again. “Don’t worry darling, he can’t tell anyone and it’s made his weekend, or maybe his year. You’re not mad at me are you?”

“Hell no baby, it was all good fun and it did make his day.”

Chris placed a hand on my groin and squeezed gently. “Mmmmm I need some more of this tonight. Where are we going to Sir?”

“There is a small extinct volcano down the road called Mount Laura, if my memory serves me correctly it gives a great view right over to the sea.”

“You’re sure it’s extinct?” Chris asked, “If anything’s going to blow around here I want it to be you my love.”

I laughed once again at the one-track mind of my sexy lover and Chris chatted away as I drove down the country road. Mount Laura came into sight a short time later and I drove carefully up the narrow twisting road around the steep sides of the hill. The small car park was empty of other tourists and Chris and I hopped out and wandered around arm in arm, enjoying the wonderful views and taking some photos of the countryside. A sign pointing downhill to a walking track made us wonder why anyone would attempt to climb the steep slopes when they could use a perfectly good road. We saw a vineyard a few kilometres away and resolved to indulge in some wine tasting before we returned to our cabin.

When we returned to the car I leant my back against the door as we hugged, kissed and whispered little endearments to each other. Chris looked surprised as I broke the hug and placed my hands on her shoulders, but her expression soon changed to one of delight.

“Suck me.” I ordered as I pushed my lover down to her knees.

“Here? Yes Sir!” Chris smiled up at me as she unbuckled my jeans, pulled down the zip and eased my pants and undies down to my knees.

My subbie grasped my cock and held it up while she sucked and kissed my balls. I looked down to see the excitement in her eyes as she sucked a testicle into her mouth and seemingly massaged it with her tongue. After taking a couple of photos of my subbie I braced myself with one hand on the window frame of the driver’s door as my other hand gripped a handful of my subbie’s hair. My cock was rock hard and ready to go but I let Chris set the pace as she moved her mouth over to my other ball. 

Chris was moaning with pleasure when she let go of my ball and looked up at me and whispered, “I love you and doing this for you. Fuck my mouth Master.”

With those few words my adorable subbie licked the pre-cum from my hole then placed the head between her lips. She looked up at me and winked as I slowly moved her head towards me and watched my cock slide into her mouth. Chris’ eyes closed and a shiver of pleasure ran through her body as she lovingly administered one of her greatest and most satisfying pleasures. The tip of my cock tapped the back of my subbie’s mouth and she gurgled as it invaded the top of her throat. Using the handful of hair I moved her head back and forward as I fucked her mouth for our mutual pleasure. After every few thrusts I would hold her face up against my pubic hair and each time Chris would squeeze her lips around my shaft to leave a red lipstick mark. I loved watching the way Chris’ cheeks moved in and out as she sucked energetically on my hard shaft. As usual it did not take long before I felt the familiar tightening of my balls and I braced myself with both hands on the car as my cock spurted into her mouth. With her lips around my knob my subbie sucked hard as my cum spilled into her welcoming mouth. When Chris was satisfied that she had not missed a drop she sat back on her heels and opened her mouth wide to show me the fruits of her labours. As I took another photo she smiled wickedly, closed her mouth and swallowed audibly, moaning with pleasure as her tongue licked greedily around her teeth and lips.

“Oh Simon, that was so exciting to suck you in the open up here. I love it when you used me like that, anywhere any time darling, my mouth is yours.” Chris sighed as she kissed the tip of my cock again before tucking it back in my pants. “Except at work of course.” She added with a giggle as she buckled my belt.

I lifted my wonderful lover up off her knees and as we hugged two girls in hiking gear suddenly appeared at the end of the walking track. They appeared to be in their early twenties and seemed to be hardly puffing at the end of the long steep climb.

“We have company, behind you.” I whispered.

Chris turned around and giggled, “I wonder if they have been watching?”

I shrugged and whispered, “Too bloody bad if they did.” 

We stayed arm in arm as the two girls walked towards the picnic tables where I had parked the car.

“Good afternoon.” I said as they drew near, “Have a good climb?”

The taller of the girls nodded and said, “Yes thanks, we always enjoy climbing up Laura.”

“Lovely day for it.” I replied as I noted the innuendo.

The girls giggled as they walked past us without making any attempt to continue the conversation. Chris and I looked at each other and shrugged as the girls sat with their backs to us on a wooden seat. I pointed to the car and Chris nodded her agreement, it was time to leave.

“Where are you going?” Chris asked as I drove the car over near the walking track and stopped the engine.

“I want to show you something, did you get the innuendo when she said they enjoy climbing up Laura?” 

“Um no, I didn’t,” Chris giggled, “I always thought that innuendo was the Italian word for anal sex.”

“Ha, ha ha, very funny.” I laughed. “Now just pretend to admire the view but use the mirror to look at the girls.”

“Oh my god, they’re lesbians!” Chris said excitedly as she adjusted the mirror and watched the girls hugging and kissing on the picnic seats.

“I think they saw all of your blow job,” I said as I gazed at the outside mirror. “They were hardly panting at all like they would have been if they had just climbed the mountain.”

“Two outdoor blow jobs and we were watched both times. How exciting.” Chris giggled. “Stop the car when you get next to them honey.”

Alarm bells started to ring. “What are you up to this time?”

“Don’t worry Sir, I’ll be nice and polite.” Chris smiled angelically at me.

“You’d better be, naughty girl.” I said as I started the car and turned it towards the exit and the girls.

At the sound of the tyres on the gravel the two girls broke apart and were drinking from water bottles as I stopped the car next to their table. Their wary expressions soon turned to shock as Chris lifted her singlet and flashed her wonderful breasts at the girls through the open side window.

“Wouldn’t you love to suck and play with these?” Chris yelled as she bounced her breasts in her hands. 

The girls just sat with their mouths wide open as Chris slumped back in her seat and I drove off down the narrow road. My subbie was laughing loudly as she covered herself and clicked the seat belt into place. I just shook my head from side to side in wonder of the amazing lady with whom I had fallen in love.

“That makes three who’ll be thinking of me when they fuck tonight.” Chris giggled.

“Four actually.” I corrected.

“Four?” Chris queried. “Who’s the fourth?”

“Me of course you daft lil subbie.” I laughed.

Chris smacked the flat of a hand against her forehead. “Silly subbie, you want to fuck me again tonight Sir?”

“Is the Pope Catholic?” I asked.

“Oh goody, where to now Sir?”

“Call in at the winery and see if we can find a nice bottle to have with dinner and then back to the cabin before the night gets cool.”

Chris and I tasted a few different wines and selected a bottle of Chardonnay to drink with our evening meal. The sun was low in the western sky as we arrived back in our cosy little cabin and we set about preparing the dinner of steak, oven-heated potato chips, fried tomato and eggs. We ate at the small table, sipping on the wine and chatting.

“I hope those girls are happy together.” Chris said with a touch of sadness.

“I guess their relationship has ups and downs just like other couples.” 

“I guess so.” Chris said and then volunteered. “I’ve been hit on by girls a few times, one nearly succeeded.” 

“Really? I mean I’m not surprised you’ve been hit on, you’re successful and beautiful and attractive to both sexes. Like to tell me about the one that nearly succeeded?”

“Oh you men,” Chris smiled and poked her tongue out at me. “Two girls together gets all of you going. It’s a short story honey but if you want to hear it I don’t mind you knowing. Ummm, it was about five years ago at a business development seminar at a hotel. We were having a few drinks at the end of a long day and I was left chatting with one of the few other girls there, her name was Belinda. Somehow I ended up in her room, and yes, I was pretty drunk. I must have dozed off on the sofa cause all of a sudden I woke up with fingers playing in my cunt and someone kissing me. The lights were very low and I couldn’t get my bearings but hell, the fingers were magic and I had a great cum. Then I suddenly remembered where I was and who I was kissing, wow did Belinda get a shock when I jumped off the sofa. I mumbled something about her making a mistake, grabbed my bag and ran from her room. Shit, did I sober up quickly and the funny thing was, she still had my panties!”

“Did you see her the next day?” I managed to ask as I laughed at her story.

“We had a mutual avoidance day.” Chris laughed. “Hey Sir I love cock too much to turn bi.”

“You could always use a strap-on.” I chuckled.

“I have used too many vibes honey. A piece of buzzing plastic or metal will never replace the real thing. The taste, the texture, the veins standing out along the shaft, mmmmmm. The smooth skin and the knob with its little hole that spurts out all that lovely gooey cum.” Chris shivered at her thoughts. “Oh Simon Sir, I must sound like a slut.”

“You will never be a slut in my eyes my lil subbie.” I paused as a thought came into my mind. “But what would you do if I ordered you go down on another woman?”

Chris gulped but looked me straight in the eyes and said, “If you ordered me to I would do it.”

“Good answer but you don’t have to worry baby cause I would never do that, and anyway, I have my hands full with you, how could I handle two girls?” I laughed, stood and started to clear the table. “Come on, let get the dishes done, I have a video to show you.”

“A video?” Chris jumped to her feet. “What’s it called oh Master of mine?”

“Secretary.”

“Secretary? Hell it’s not that old movie starring Dolly Parton and Lily Tomlin is it?”

“No silly, that was Nine to Five.” I laughed as we combined to wash the dishes. “As if I’d bring a movie like that away. I think you’ll like it baby.”

For the next couple of hours Chris and I sat curled up on the couch together watching ‘Secretary’. My subbie wriggled closer to me as she watched the spanking scenes and whispered ‘I want that’ when the bondage/fucking scene was shown near the end. 

“Apart from the connection some would make between BDSM and self mutilation, I liked that movie.” Chris said as we snuggled together at the end of the film. “The girl, Maggie Gyllenhall was excellent and James Spader, well he’s always weird so he was right for the part. Can I ask you something honey?”

“Of course babe, what’s up?”

“It’s been a great day and you have looked after me so well. Instead of more playing tonight can we just go to bed and let me look after you?”

I hugged Chris to me and replied, “Of course we can subbie, a lovely screw with the love of my life and a good night’s sleep would be a great finish to the day.”

“More play tomorrow morning I hope?” Chris said with a giggle and then she shivered and said, “Make my arse burn again tomorrow, I love it.”

“It’s a promise sweetie.” I said as I helped my lover to her feet. “I need to use the bathroom and then you can take care of me.”

A short time later I was lying on my back in the centre of the bed with Chris kneeling beside me. Once again I blessed the fates that had brought this wonderfully sexy and intelligent lady into my life. 

“This is for you Simon, relax and enjoy.”

My weekend subbie leant over, kissed the head of my limp cock and then eased its full length into her mouth. To my surprise Chris looked me in the eyes and winked, while gently swirling her tongue on my cock without sucking. She commenced by making humming noises that sent vibrations and started the blood flowing into my cock. Chris moaned with pleasure as my cock jerked to life and started to lengthen and expand in her mouth. My subbie’s cheeks commenced their familiar in and out movement as she sucked gently on my slowly lengthening penis. My hips were pushing towards her face as she began to slide her mouth up and down my shaft. My eyes were closed as I lay contentedly enjoying the wonderful sensations that were flooding through my body. Naturally I was expecting the usual conclusion of climaxing in Chris’ mouth and my eyes flew open with surprise with the sudden cessation of all touch with my cock. 




The New Boss Ch. 03



So, it appeared that Ronen and I had an "arrangement". Everything had happened so quickly, it was difficult for me to wrap my mind around it. How had things progressed so fast?

The first night he took me, over his desk, had awakened in me a lust that I didn't know I was capable of. I had written about a lot of sexual scenarios, based mostly on my own fertile imagination. And although I thought the stories were pretty good, and seemed to be popular, it turned out that the reality was very different.

When I was writing, I was the one in control. I decided who did what to whom, and how they reacted to it. I also decided when it was enough, and could, with a few stabs at the keyboard, bring everything to a stop at will. However, with Ronen, I had no control over anything.

The man had me by the balls, so to speak. Having discovered my very extensive collection of erotica on Harding's old computer, he had, by implication, made it clear that my job was on the line. My job, and my reputation. I had always used a pseudonym when writing, the nature of the stories made that a necessity. But now, my cover was blown.

Ronen had all the information he needed to make my life very difficult. And I really had no defense, as I had been doing the writing on office equipment, and on company time. He could have fired me on the spot. But he didn't. He chose another means of dealing with me, one that was quite unexpected.

I had become Ronen's plaything. His toy. And he had some very specific ideas on how he wanted to play. After establishing our roles and the rules by which things would be done, it seemed I would keep my job after all, but at a price.

I had learned just how costly it would be the first time I broke one of his rules. He had decided that I was not to wear panties under my skirts anymore, and had told me so one evening after one of our "meetings". No reasons were given, no explanation, he simply told me that from now on, I was not to wear them at the office. He liked my thigh high stockings, and said I could wear those, in fact, insisted I do, but panties were out. I was to go 'commando" at all times while at work.

The very next day he called me into his office shortly after 9 am. This was unusual, as he usually wanted to see me after office hours. So, with some trepidation, I entered the office.

"Sir? You wanted to see me?" I asked.

"Come in Miss Ryan, and shut the door." He sat behind the large desk, his back to me. I did as he directed, and took one of the seats in front of the desk, waiting to see what it was he wanted of me. 

He suddenly swiveled in his seat and said sharply, "I didn't tell you to sit down, Miss Ryan. That's the trouble with you, you don't know how to obey instructions." My face must have looked a complete blank, as I had no idea what the man was going on about. He rose from his seat and walked around the desk to stand behind me.

"What are you wearing, Miss Ryan?" I stumbled for my words, still not sure just where this was leading.

""Um, a skirt and blouse, sir." It came out more of a question than a statement, but whatever it was, it was obviously the wrong answer. Ronen's hand came down, hard and sharp, on the desk in front of me.

"No! What are you wearing under the skirt, Miss Ryan?" Then it came to me in a flash. I had been in a hurry to get to work, and had completely forgotten about what he had said about the panties.

"Oh, sir, I'm sorry. I was in a hurry this morning and completely forgot. Here, I'll take them off right now." Ronen put his hand up. 

"That won't be necessary, Miss Ryan. Come here."

I walked over to where he stood, by his desk. He was sitting on the edge, his blue eyes fixed on me. When I got close to him, he reached a hand under my skirt, his fingers brushing the edge of my underwear. He slipped his fingers under the elastic and with a sharp yank, tore them off. I gasped as the elastic cut into my hip. Without a word he tossed them onto the floor.

He opened one of the desk drawers and took out a slim black rod. It was one of those telescoping things, like a pointer or something, looked like a car antenna. He strode over and stood behind me.

"Bend over the desk, Miss Ryan." As I started to comply, he pushed me face down across the desk, my face resting on the blotter. His hand held me fast as he lifted my skirt up over my hips. I heard a light swish, and the rod landed across my ass with a crack.

Searing pain took my breath away, but I had no time to catch it as his hand rose and fell, again and again. He whipped me repeatedly over my ass and thighs, and I put my fist into my mouth to stifle my screams as continued without mercy.

Without thinking, my hand moved between my legs to touch my pussy, but he slapped it away. "No! I didn't give you permission to play with yourself. Do you think I'm doing this for your pleasure, slut?" He whipped me again. "This is punishment, not play. You need to learn the difference." The rod rose and fell several more times before he finally stopped.

My ass and thighs were on fire. Ronen snapped the rod shut and placed it back in the drawer. As I lay, gasping, across the desk, I felt hot tears begin to roll down my face. Ronen watched me for a moment, then his hand reached over and stroked my cheek. He traced the wet tears with his finger, then lightly stroked my lips. 

"Taste your tears, Miss Ryan. And remember that when I give you an order, it is to be obeyed. No excuses. The next time, if there is a next time, I will not be so merciful." He turned away from me, then said, almost as an afterthought, "Fix your clothes and your makeup and get back to work."

I did as he told me, and left the office. The rest of the day went by in a foggy haze. My ass was so sore I could barely sit. After lunch, when I went into the ladies room, I looked at myself where he had hit me. Fiery red welts rose along my backside and thighs. On my God, I thought, how would I be able to explain these to my husband?

As it turned out, I didn't have to. Bill called me later that afternoon to tell me he had to make an emergency trip to see his parents, as his father had taken ill and was in the hospital. I told him not to worry about me, not too rush back, to spend as much time as he needed. He was gone when I got home, much to my relief.

The welts faded after a few days, to the point where I could, if necessary, disguise them with makeup. But I never again forgot about the panties.

So then, this is how it was with Ronen. He ordered, I obeyed. There were times during our sessions that he seemed almost kind, when he would hold me after and kiss me tenderly, telling me I was a good girl. Then there were the other times.

He could be unspeakably cruel and cold. He enjoyed causing me pain, his blue eyes would grow hard and glitter with excitement as he would whip, or spank me. Sometimes he would grab hold of one of my nipples and squeeze, twist, until tears came to my eyes and I would beg him to stop. He would smile then and tell me that my tears gave him pleasure. And I knew he was telling the truth. His cock would become hard as wood as he would thrust it into my mouth, my pussy, my ass, whatever he was in the mood for that day.

In the meantime, I continued with my writing. Ronen had read all of the stories on Harding's computer, and had told me that I was a pretty good writer. I knew he was enjoying them, as well as enjoying enacting some of them with me. But, as good as many of them were, there had always been a slight distance from my subject. Since I worked mainly on imagination, I didn't always get it right. But that had begun to change.

For now I was writing from actual experience, not merely my active imagination. My agent had been surprised at the quality of the work I had been sending. "Damn, Carla," he had said. "These are good! It's almost like you were actually there." I had smiled ruefully, if only he knew!

And, as things would turn out, my experience was only just beginning.

Once we established what was, for all intents and purposes, a master/slave relationship, Ronen decided to kick things up a notch. Our sessions had always taken place in his office, after hours. He'd let me know at some point during the day, discreetly, that I was needed. Not whether or not I was available, but that I was to be there. That I might refuse was unthinkable, the slave does not refuse the master's order. I would make whatever arrangements necessary, and would stand before him in the office after everyone had gone home for the day. He would look me over, handle me, probe my most intimate parts with his fingers. My pussy was always wet, his fingers would glide slickly over me, sliding in and out of my cunt, over my clit, my asshole. All the while his eyes would be fixed on me with a quiet intensity that was both arousing and frightening. Sometimes I would be spanked almost playfully and fucked like a lover, at other times Ronen's eyes would go cold, and I'd be whipped hard enough to raise welts across my backside, and he'd take me from behind, hard, in the ass. I never knew how things would happen until they happened.

So, on the day that things turned in a new direction, I was not expecting it. I entered his office, as requested, and waited for instruction. But Ronen was silent. He sat, going through some papers, did not even look up as I stood there. After a few moments, I decided to speak up.

"Sir? Is there something you want me to do?" He looked up, almost seemed surprised to see me there, then said,

"Miss Ryan, I'll have need of you this weekend. You will be needed overnight, from Saturday into Sunday." He gathered the papers up, placed them in a drawer, then stood. "I realize this is short notice, but I trust you will be able to make whatever arrangements needed."

I nodded. Bill would be home for the kids, and it wouldn't be too much of a problem to convince him I had to go for an overnight conference. "Yes Sir. Is there anything else?" I waited.

He walked over to the door and opened it. "No Miss Ryan, we're through here. Thank you, and I'll get back to you with the specifics. Good night." I left, bemused by his seeming indifference.

What did Ronen have in mind for the weekend, and why an overnighter? And where? Surely not here in his office. And why didn't he touch me at all this time? He seemed distracted, his mind elsewhere. I felt a bit of relief that it wouldn't be one of those times I'd be whipped, but part of me was disappointed not to feel his hands, his lips, his cock. Despite the pain he often caused me, he also had aroused me to an almost animal-like lust. I had never come so often, or so intensely, before. Being at Ronen's mercy had been scary, but liberating. I didn't have to accept responsibility for the things that happened in that office. I could convince myself that I had a job to protect, a reputation to guard. And, freed from responsibility, I was able to let myself go and enjoy the things he made me feel.

I learned nothing until Friday afternoon. Ronen stopped by my desk after lunch, and dropped an envelope in front of me. "These are your instructions, Miss Ryan. I'll see you tomorrow." And that was it.

After he left, I opened the envelope. It contained a single sheet of paper, with a list of instructions. I was to come dressed in skirt and blouse with buttons down the front. I was to wear a pair of black thigh highs and heels. My hair was to be worn loosely, and, in parenthesis was the notation that I could wear panties, with a smiley face next to it. At the bottom of the note was an address.

I recognized it as being in one of the wealthier sections of the city, lots of old brownstones. Some of the oldest monied families lived there, as well as numerous nouveau-rich who had been gradually taking the neighborhood over to the chagrin of the established residents. I idly wondered which camp Ronen was in.

I took a cab on Saturday, arriving at the appointed place at precisely 2 o'clock in the afternoon. I knew to be precise, when Ronen said 2 o'clock, he meant 2 o'clock, not 1:45 or 2:15. Whatever was going to happen today, I had no wish to begin things by pissing him off.

I was greeted at the door by an impressively dressed butler. After taking my coat, he lead me into a parlor and invited me to sit. After sitting there for what seemed like an eternity, I heard a door open and looked up.

A woman entered the room. She was absolutely gorgeous. Medium height, slender build, with short dark hair, she wore an outfit similar to mine. Skirt, blouse, heels. I wondered if she also wore thigh highs, as I did. She walked over and extended her hand to me.

"You must be Carla. I'm Simone, it's a pleasure." I took her hand and lightly shook it. She smiled, and continued.

"Mr. Ronen is expecting you. But I'm sure you know that." She gestured for me to follow her. "Mr. Ronen has been looking forward to this evening, as have I." Her face was turned away from me, so she didn't see my surprised expression. What on earth was going on here?

I followed her down the hall, and up a large impressive staircase. At the top was a long hallway, with many doors leading to what I assumed were bedrooms or bathrooms. All were closed, save the door at the end of the hall, which was ajar. We went through that door. 

It was a huge bedroom, and beautiful, like something out of Architectural Digest. I caught my breath as I took it in. My companion chuckled.

"Nice, isn't it? Wait till you see the rest." But she made no move to show me. Instead, she took a seat on a small chair by the window and waited. 

We didn't wait for long. Ronen entered the room, spoke to someone I didn't see outside the door. "We'll have dinner at 6." then closed the door behind him. He stood there a moment, glancing at the woman by the window, then looking over at me.

"Very nice, Miss Ryan," as he checked my apparel. "Very nice, indeed. Wouldn't you agree, Simone?"

From her seat, Simone smiled. "Yes Micheal, she's lovely."

Micheal, that was his name. Funny, but during the past weeks I had never learned his first name. Here I'd been, fucking this guy in every way possible, and I never even knew his first name. I wondered about this Simone, and who she was. Was she his wife? If she was, she didn't seem too upset at me. 

Ronen leaned forward and kissed me lightly on the lips. Then he placed both hands on either side of my face and kissed me more deeply, his tongue sliding past my lips and exploring the inside of my mouth. He pulled away and turned to Simone. "You haven't greeted our guest properly, Simone."

She rose from the chair and walked over to where we stood. "You're right Micheal. Please forgive me my lapse." She looked at me and smiled again. She raised a hand to my face, then placed it behind my neck and leaned in to kiss me.

Her lips touched mine briefly, lightly, then she pulled me towards her and kissed me, deeply this time. I was startled by the feel of another woman's lips on mine. As my mouth opened slightly, she pressed her tongue into my mouth. Ronen stood, watching, as Simone explored my mouth with her tongue.

I had never been kissed by a woman before. Although I had written about it, it was from imagination, not actual experience. This was real. This woman was real, as were her lips. And they felt good. I was aware of Ronen standing there, watching us.

Simone pulled away and broke our kiss. She turned to Ronen and asked "May I fix you drinks?"

Ronen said to her, "Yes, Simone, that would be nice. And please give us a few moments, will you?" She nodded, and walked over to the bar. Ronen looked down at me, taking me in for a minute, then he said to me, "Simone is not my wife. That's what you were wondering, is it not?"

I hesitated, then said, "Yes, Sir." 

"She is someone just like you, that''s all you need to know." He fixed his cool blue eyes on me. "And you are both here for my pleasure. Do you understand that?" I nodded.

"Good girl." he said. He took the drink from Simone and she handed me mine. He looked at both of us, then said, "Well, I think we all understand one another." Simone smiled and said, "Yes, Sir."

I also said "Yes Sir, " although I had no idea what I was agreeing to. To be honest, I didn't care. This woman's kiss had aroused me, and no matter what they had in mind, I wanted it.

"Why don't you girls go and get ready." Ronen said. He took his drink and went to sit on the bed. Simone took my hand and said, "Let's go." She lead me to a room off the main bedroom.

It was a master bath, with a huge walk-in closet. Simone, still holding onto my hand, leaned in and whispered to me, "You know why you're here, don't you?" 

I nodded. "I can guess. Is that why you're here, too.?

She smiled. "Yes, Carla. I am, too." She turned away and turned the shower on. The water ran, gradually becoming hot. She looked at me a moment, then said, "It's not so bad, you know? He just wants certain things, and he makes me..." Her sentence hung, unfinished. But I knew what she was going to say.

"He makes you hot?" That's what she was going to say, I knew it.

"Oh God, yes Carla!" She watched me, then said, "He makes you that way, too, doesn't he?"

Of course I agreed, she was right She began to undress, and I did the same, taking note of her beautiful little body, similar to my own, but with darker hair. When the water had gotten nice and hot, she stepped in and took my hand, and we stood under the stream. She picked up a bar of soap and began to lather herself, then me. Her hands, slippery with soap, glided over my body, lingering on my breasts, which she squeezed gently, then slid down my belly to my pussy. I did the same for her, and we spent several minutes just rubbing the soapy lather over each other. She slipped a single finger into my ass, then said,

"Has he taken you this way yet?"

"Um, yes," I murmured as she slid her finger gently in and out. Her hands felt wonderful and I began to breath more quickly as she worked one, then two fingers into my ass. Without asking, I ran my hands down her body and slipped my own soapy fingers into her as well. Her little hole twitched as I fingered her the same way she was doing to me. But where I was still very tight, she opened to my exploring fingers.

"Did you like it?" I told her that indeed I had, but that it had hurt. "It does, the first few times. But after that..."

I knew what she meant. When Ronen had taken me that way, the pain had been intense at first, but had soon eased, replaced by a pleasure just as intense. Right before I had come, I was meeting him thrust for thrust as he plowed into my ass. And even though I was very sore back there for a few days, I also found myself craving it, wanting again to feel that big cock impaling me from behind. I hoped I would soon feel it again, but knew that, in all likelihood, I would be.

When we finished up in the shower, she toweled me dry, then herself, and led me back into the bedroom where Ronen waited. As she did, she leaned to me and whispered, "Just follow my lead." I nodded. Of course, she had done this before, and knew what to expect. I, on the other hand, was still new at this game.

Ronen was still dressed, white shirt, black slacks, he even still had his shoes on. He sat in a chair, looking us both over, drink in hand. He inclined his head towards the bed, and Simone gently pushed me down across it, on my knees, ass in the air. Without a word, she knelt behind me and began to tongue me, first my pussy, then up along the cleft of my ass. With both hands, she spread my cheeks and licked at my asshole, probing it with her hot, wet little tongue.

The feeling was like nothing else I had experienced. I sighed, and opened up wider for her as she began to lick at me in earnest. Ronen watched us, his eyes intense, his expression unreadable. As Simone worked at me with her mouth, I began to breath more quickly. This woman knew her business, knew all the spots to lick, where to apply pressure, and where to tease me lightly with her tongue. She continued a little while longer, then just as suddenly as she started, she stopped and pulled her face away from me. 




The New Boss Ch. 03



I caught my breath, wanting to grab her head and put her right back where she had just been, but she had gotten up from the bed and was moving around behind me. I turned my head to see what was going on, and with a bit of surprise, saw that she had a large dildo in her hands, with straps of some kind hanging from it. She placed it around her hips and fastened the straps, I realized with a start that she was wearing it. The thing was huge, and jutted from between her slender thighs obscenely. With quick,expert movements, she positioned herself behind me and eased the tip into my soaking pussy. Despite it's size, there was little resistance as she pushed it all the way into me.

I moaned with pleasure as she began to fuck me, slowly at first, then building up a faster rhythm. I moved back against her, trying to get as much of the thing up inside me as I could. With one hand, she reached around and cupped one of my tits in her hand, gently twisting my hardened nipple between her fingers. Her breathing too was becoming rapid and ragged as she fucked me. I could feel myself begin to tense as orgasm started to build. But before I could come, she pulled the dildo from my pussy and rested the tip against my asshole. 

I felt a cool sensation back there, and recognized the feel of lubricant, which she worked into my ass with her fingers. Then, she pressed the dildo against my hole, and slid the entire length into me with one movement. I gasped at the sudden pain, and she stopped, letting my ass adjust to the pressure. After a few moments, she began to slowly glide the dildo in and out of me.

Ronen had gotten up from the chair and was standing next to the bed. I heard the soft swish of the zipper as he opened his pants and freed his cock, now rock hard and jutting towards my face. He held it in his hand and said,

"Open your mouth and suck it." I did as he told me, and took him between my lips, relishing the by now familiar feel of his velvety shaft, the musky taste of his pre cum as he began to fuck my mouth. Simone thrust from behind me, pushing me onto Ronen's cock, then he thrust forward, impaling me on the dildo. We soon had a rhythm going, and the only sound was of our combined breathing and the wet slap of our bodies against each other. Then Ronen began to whisper harshly,

"Yeah, that's it. Suck that cock, bitch, take it all." He thrust harder and faster as Simone stepped up her own. I was lost in the sensations of being fucked at both ends. I could hear Simone gasping behind me, and knew she was coming. Ronen pushed his hands into my hair and pulled me onto his cock. I gagged once or twice, then suddenly I was taking him, all of him, deep in my throat. I could feel him harden further as his thrusting quickened, and with a low moan he came, hard, in my mouth. The semi salty taste of him filled my mouth, and I sucked at him eagerly, wanting it, all of it, wanting to taste his come. I swallowed it, then continued sucking at him, drawing the last drops into my mouth. With a cry and a shudder, my own orgasm built and peaked, and I was gasping and panting along with the two of them.

I collapsed onto my belly as Simone eased her movements, then felt the dildo slip gently from my tender ass. Ronen pulled his softening cock from my lips, and gently ran his fingers through my hair as I tried to catch my breath. "Such a good girl," he whispered. "A very good girl. Don't you agree, Simone?"

"Oh yes," she breathed. "So very good." She lay on the bed alongside me, as spent as I was. Ronen tucked his cock back into his slacks and refastened his zipper, then walked over to the wall and pushed an intercom button. A deep masculine voice said, 

"Yes Sir?" Ronen spoke towards the intercom.

"We will take our dinner now, Daniel." He went into the closet and took out two silk robes, which he handed to each of us. "Cover yourselves and join me on the balcony. We'll have our dinner and relax for awhile. I think you'll enjoy this, Carla. Daniel is an excellent cook."

A short time later, Daniel arrived with a cart, and set up a table on the balcony, lit several torches and served an absolutely wonderful Chateaubriand. As we ate, Ronen spoke.

"Well Simone? What do you think of my choice?" Meaning me, I assumed. Simone smiled at him.

"An excellent choice, as always, Micheal. It's a shame we can't keep her to ourselves." Ronen raised his hand, shook his head.

"Now Simone, that would be selfish. And we are not selfish people, are we?" Simone lowered her head at Ronen's words.

"No, of course not, Micheal. Please forgive me." He smiled, and reached across the table and placed his hand on hers, gave it a squeeze.

"You are forgiven, my dear." He turned to me and said, "I'm sure Carla would agree that it would be wrong to think only of ourselves." He took my hand, too, and looked at me with an expression I could not read. He continued. 

"However, for tonight she will be ours, and ours alone." His words confused me, what were they talking about? Keep me to themselves? As opposed to what? Thoughts ran through my head, troubling me. But I didn't get the chance to dwell on them. After dinner, we returned to the bedroom and Simone showed me how to use the strap on. Again, my lust overcame me, and I found that I enjoyed being on the giving as well as the receiving end. We fucked and sucked each other for hours, in multiple combinations. I lost track of how many times I came, and we finally fell, exhausted, into as deep a slumber as I'd had in years.

When I woke the next morning, I was alone in the large bed. A single red rose lay on the pillow beside me, along with a note.

"Dearest Carla,

Again, you have exceeded my expectations. You were, indeed, a good choice, and I am very pleased. I trust you slept well. When you wish, press the intercom and let Daniel know, he will prepare your breakfast and arrange for your transport home.

I know that you have had a busy night, so go home and get some rest. There are no doubt many questions you have, these will all be answered in due time.

I will see you at the office Monday morning. Please be on time, tardiness displeases me. We have many things to discuss."

The note was signed simply, "Micheal."

After Daniel brought me breakfast, I mulled over the events of the previous night. What on earth had I gotten myself into here?

I was not to wonder for very long.