11 comments/ 46881 views/ 44 favorites The Boss Lady Pt. 01 By: Story1986 Please vote and feel free to leave feedback or comments. Part II to follow if anyone wants to read it! Thank you!! ***** "Jack I need to see you in my office as soon as you get a chance." Anita said with a hint of anger in her voice. Jack rolled his eyes as he wandered what she wanted from him now. He wished more than anything that she would just leave him alone and let him do his work. He called her a demanding bitch in his head as he got out of his chair and walked towards her office. "Close the door," she said to Jack. Jack did as he was told, closing the door behind him. He turned and looked at his boss. "What a bitch," he thought to himself as he looked at her. He wondered what he had done now to be called into her pitiful excuse of an office. A half smile crawled across his face. "What's did I do this time?" He asked her, trying to be as cordial as possible. "You didn't do anything." She said. He hated her attitude. She always talked as if she was owed something, as if she were the queen of the universe and everyone around her only existed to please her. She eyed him up and down as if she were sizing him up. He did the same to her. She had a round face with dark brown eyes. Her black hair had copper highlights and fell just past her chin. Her skin was the color of milk chocolate. His eyes moved further down to her chest. He guessed that she was 34 or 36 B cup. She didn't have much in the way of a stomach, even for a woman in her late thirties but her hips and ass were a different story. They were wide and thick and the tight business slacks she wore did nothing to hide her "ghetto booty." Images of her naked body flashed through his mind until he was snapped back into reality when she began to speak. "Jack I need a favor from you. You are the only one that I can trust in this department and I need someone to talk to. " Jack was taken aback by his supervisor's candidness. She was usually cold and distant to everyone in the office, but now here she was asking him if she could have a personal conversation with him. He wasn't sure what to say next and he even began to wonder if she was setting him up. "I don't know if you know this but my husband and I have been going through some problems." She said, clearly upset. "I didn't know that. I am sorry to hear that. Is there anything that I can do?" Jack asked half-heartedly. He didn't really care that she and her husband were having problems and he definitely wasn't shocked. She was a bitch at the office so it was safe to say that she was a bitch at home. "The other day I was looking at our phone bill and I noticed that he had been texting a number a lot. I questioned him about it and he said that it was an old friend from high school. I didn't believe him, so I followed him one night and sure enough, that mother fucker met up with this ratchet ass bitch at some club." Jack could clearly see the rage in Anita's eyes as she recounted what she saw. "I watched as she grinded her nasty ass up against him. I wanted to kill the both of them right then and there so I walked out of the club. He didn't come home that night so I know that he fucked her." She stopped abruptly and looked at Jack. He was beyond puzzled as to why she would be telling him any of this and she could tell. She was his supervisor. They almost never talked and when they did, it certainly wasn't about anything personal. Jack cleared his throat before he began to speak. "I am really sorry that you had to see that but I am confused. Why are you telling me all of this? I am your employee and to be quite honest, we aren't exactly friends." Anita was getting ready to respond but the phone rang. Jack left her office, picked up the phone and went back to work. He stayed busy for the rest of the day and did not get a chance to speak to her again but their conversation was all he could think about. What did she want him to do? Was she just venting to him, or did she want him to do something for her? He had trouble concentrating for the rest of the day. When his shift had ended, Anita came up to him and asked if he could give her a ride home. She said that maybe they could finish their conversation before he dropped her off. Jack was yet again surprised. She never asked him for a ride home, but since her house was on the way to his, he said "yes." "Forgive the mess." Jack said, talking about the messy interior of his car. "I wasn't expecting to give anyone a ride home today." This caused Anita to laugh and she said that it was ok. They spent the next few minutes in silence as they drove to her house. Jack wasn't sure what to do or say so he decided to just say something. "So, did you want to finish talking about what we were talking about earlier?" He knew that she knew that he was nervous. He had no idea what to say, or even why all of this was happening. "Do you think that we could wait until we get to my place? I just need a few minutes to gather my thoughts." Anita said. "Um, sure..." Jack replied, become more and more confused by the minute. From the time the last words came out of Jack's mouth to the time they pulled into Anita's driveway, fifteen minutes had gone by. Jack's mind was racing. He had no idea what was going on or what was going to happen. Should he just drop her off and go home to his empty apartment, or should he just stay a while and talk to her and maybe gain some brownie points with his supervisor. Maybe she will give him a raise if he sits and talks with her, but then again maybe not. "Do you want to come inside so we can talk?" Anita asked. "What about your husband? Isn't he home? Don't you think it would be a little weird explaining to them why one of you subordinates is at your house talking to you about your relationship with your husband?" She laughed at Jack's rambling and reassured him that her husband has actually been staying at a hotel these past few days and will not be home anytime soon. Jack felt a tinge of relief flood through his body, but he still remained very confused. He still could not figure out why in the hell he was in his boss' house and why she had approached him with all of this. They walked to her front door in silence. Jack noticed that she was looking around as if to see if anyone was outside but he didn't pay it any mind at the time. When they reached the door she placed the key in the lock and opened. Jack thought to himself that she had a really nice house. Much better than his crummy one bedroom apartment. "Maybe I should become a supervisor," he said to himself and chuckled out loud. "What is so funny?" Anita asked, her classic attitude returning with a vengeance. "Nothing important. You have a really nice house!" Jack said, trying to smooth things over. "Thank you," Anita replied curtly. The two walked into the kitchen and she placed her bags down on the kitchen table and lifted both of her arms into the air to stretch. She yawned as she did this. Jack glanced at her body once more. Supervisor or not, she was a sexy ass black woman. She was about 5'04" and maybe weighed 140lbs. The best way Jack could explain her body type, was juicy. Her breasts weren't all that large but she definitely had that perfectly thick "ghetto booty" and it was connected to two plump thighs. His cock twitched a little as a dirty thought crossed his mind. She wouldn't have brought him here for that! No way! He was just a geeky looking white boy that worked for her and she was his hot, black boss with an attitude as prominent as her ass. What could she possibly want with him? She walked over to the fridge and pulled out a bottle of wine. She then went over to the cupboard and grabbed a glass. She pulled the cork from the bottle and filled the glass. Jack watched her drink half of the glass and topped it off with more wine. Anita looked over at Jack and asked if he would like a drink. He told her yes, hoping that the alcohol would relieve some of the tension and anxiety he was feeling about his current predicament. "What do you have?" Jack asked her, hoping that she had something stronger than wine. "I've got some vodka," she replied. "A shot of vodka sounds good. It'll at least take the edge off of the day, and our current situation, but unless you're trying to get me drunk, I'm gonna need something to mix it with. Do you have any juice or maybe even a beer?" Jack asked, hoping that the comment about her getting him drunk didn't piss her off. Anita chuckled and said that she has both juice and beer. Jack nervously smiled and said that he would love a beer. Anita took another long pull from her wine glass and set it on the kitchen table. She walked back over to the freezer and pulled out a bottle of high end vodka and then a beer from the fridge. She grabbed a shot glass and a regular glass from the cupboard. She filled the shot glass to the top with vodka as Jack popped the top on the beer and poured it into the regular glass. He took a sip of it. It wasn't his usual but it wasn't all that bad. Anita handed him the shot glass. He raised to his lips and downed it like a champ. It burned a little but it felt good at the same time. She offered him another and he accepted. He downed it quickly and took a long sip of his beer. Anita walked over to the couch and plopped down. Jack followed and sat on the opposite side of the couch. "So why exactly am I here Anita?" Jack asked, feeling the alcohol begin to loosen up his nerves. He knew that she was also a little tipsy by the way she was moving around. She seemed so much more relaxed than usual and the typical sneer that seemed to be perpetually plastered on her face seemed to have softened. "I wanted to talk to you. Didn't we already have this conversation?" Anita replied sarcastically. She finished her wine and put the glass on the coffee table. "Ok, so let's talk," Jack said. "What do you think I should do about my husband cheating on me? Do you think I should get back at that asshole?" "That is completely up to you. I mean, do you want to save the marriage because if you do, cheating on him is not a good way to reconcile. Tit for tat never ends up going well for either party." Jack thought to himself that maybe she should be paying him overtime for marriage counselling. "I want to divorce that cheating motherfucker! I'm going to! I am tired to being married to that cheating piece of shit! I did everything for him and this is how he repays me! I sucked his cock whenever he wanted it! I had threesomes with him, and I even let him fuck my ass!" Jack could not believe his ears. His boss, a woman that he almost never talks to and doesn't even really like is a whore for her husband. Jack always thought of her as being frigid, and was probably a bad lay because she acted like such a bitch, but evidently he was wrong. He felt his cock harden at the thought of her performing these sex acts on her husband and whoever else they brought into their bed. He chugged the rest of his beer. He asked Anita for another shot. She looked at him and apologized and told him that she should not have said all of that and that it is probably the wine talking. Jack did his best to reassure her by telling her that it was ok and that she can vent all she wants to him. She got up off of the couch, grabbed her wine glass and walked back to the kitchen. Jack watched her intently has she bent over to get her wine glass and admired her thick juicy ass. As soon as she walked away, he thought to himself that if he kept drinking, he was going to have to make arrangements to get home. He followed her into the kitchen. "Anita before you pour me that next shot, I have to tell you that I'm already feeling pretty tipsy so I'm probably gonna have to call a cab so I can get home. I'm just not sure what you want me to do with my car." This caused a sly smile to stretch across Anita's full lips. "You can put your car in my garage, and you can call a cab if you really want to, but you are more than welcome to stay if you like. We can talk and drink and just relax." Anita gave him a devious smile. "Can I please have that shot now, and maybe another beer? Or two?" Jack asked, his voice shaky from what he had just heard. "It has to be the alcohol," he thought to himself, either that or she is just fucking with him. There is no way in fucking hell this hot ass black woman is gonna want to fuck the geeky white guy that works for her. He kept looking for an explanation in his head. "Maybe she is vulnerable and just wants someone to get drunk with. That is understandable. I am just being perverted!" Jack's internal conversation with himself was interrupted when Anita handed him the shot glass. He gulped down the liquor. It didn't burn at all this time. He gave the shot glass back to her and popped open the beer. He took a sip and looked at her. Anita was smiling at him. "Are you ok?" Anita asked. "Yeah, I'm fine. Just a little unsure as to where this is going." "Where do you want it to go?" Anita asked, moving closer to him. "I don't really know," Jack said. He was really buzzing at this point and he was also starting to feel brave. He looked into her eyes, trying to see if there was any hint as to what her intentions were for him being there. He moved closer to her still holding her gaze but she broke eye contact to pour herself a shot of vodka and downed it like a pro. She poured another and walked over to the cupboard to grab another shot glass. She filled it to the top with vodka and handed it to Jack. She raised her shot glass to her lips and he followed suit. They both downed the liquor and slammed the glasses on the counter. "So what now?" Jack asked. "Well, now I am going to and use the bathroom because this alcohol has run right through me!" Anita said laughing. Jack laughed with her, realizing that this truly was just two people getting drunk together, and nothing more. He felt a twinge of disappointment at this realization but he was to buzzed to care all that much. Anita walked up the stairs to use the bathroom and Jack went back over to the couch and sat down. He took another sip of his beer and contemplated doing another shot. He decided against it for the moment and realized that he too had to use the facilities so he looked around the house for a downstairs bathroom. Once he found it, he relieved himself and walked back into the kitchen and had another shot of vodka. "This should probably be my last one or I am going to pass the fuck out!" He downed the liquor and went back over the couch. He sat there for about five minutes and began to wonder what was taken her so long. Five seconds later he got his answer. He heard footsteps coming down the steps and the minute her feet hit the hardwood floor, he heard the unmistakable clicking of high heel shoes. Anita walked into the living room and Jack's jaw hit the floor. The dress slacks and blouse Anita had on when she went upstairs were gone and now before him stood his boss in nothing but a black thong, a pair of black hold up thigh high stockings and a pair of black five inch stiletto heels. She had on no bra and her perky b cup tits were capped by rock hard nipples that were to his utter shock, pierced. "What do you think?" She asked, doing a little twirl and giving Jack a peak at that fat ass he looked at so often at work. Jack did not say a word. He just stared at her. He started to think that he had actually passed out and this was just a very vivid dream. Jack wanted to jump up and pinch her nipples to make sure that this was not in fact a dream but Anita beat him to it by climbing onto his lap. She looked into his eyes and placed her full sensuous lips onto his and kissed him passionately. Jack felt her tongue slip into his mouth and he happily accepted it. She grabbed his arms and held them against the couch so he could not touch her. Evidently she wanted to be in charge and he was willing to let her, for the moment at least. She pulled her mouth from his and looked at him. She could see the look of confusion in his eyes; the burning questions that had to be running through his brain at the speed of light. Even she wasn't sure why this was happening. She just knew that she didn't want it to stop. She wanted to fuck this white boy like he had never been fucked before. The Boss Lady Pt. 02 As promised, here is part II. Please leave feedback and comments and don't forget to vote!! Thanks again for reading my stories!! P.S. Part III to come???? ***** "What the fuck are we doing?" Jack asked incredulously. "You know what we are doing? I'm getting ready to fuck you like no white woman ever has!" And with that she got up off of him. She told him to stand up. He did as he was told. She grabbed him by the hand and took him upstairs to the master bedroom. She pushed him onto the king sized bed and started to unbutton his shirt. She pulled it off of him. Jack was no god in the physique department but he was by no means fat and Anita seemed pleased so Jack was thankful for that. She moved down lower and started to unbuckle his pants. He could tell by her rushed movements that she was eager to see what was under his slacks. When she finally got them off, she was not disappointed. Jack even heard her gasp when she saw his nearly hairless eight inch piece of steel. He kept his pubic hair trimmed short around the base but his balls had no hair on them. She licked her lips at the sight before her. "This white dick is bigger than my husband's, and it's so fucking hard." Anita said as she pulled Jack's pants, socks and shoes all the way off of him until he was completely naked. Jack was still in awe of the situation. Here he was, in the bed of his supervisor, his boss, the woman who signs his paychecks and he was about to be fucked by her. Once she was satisfied with his lack of clothing, she told him to lay on the pillows and get comfortable. He acquiesced, put his head on the soft pillows and waited impatiently for what was about to happen to him. Anita stood next to the bed and looked at Jack. She decided that before she fucked the white off of him, she was going to tease him first. She got up onto the bed and stood above him. She began to gyrate her hips, causing her think ass to jiggle. She turned her back to him and started to twerk her hips as if she were dancing to some unheard rap song. She looked down and saw Jack's hard cock twitch. She squatted down low enough so her ass and thong covered pussy could graze his rock hard cock. Jack could feel the moisture and the heat coming from between her legs. He could see the juices from her pussy dripping down her thighs. This bitch was ready to be fucked, and fucked hard. She kept squatting lower and lower until his cock was sliding between her ass cheeks. Her pussy juices were providing enough lube for her to be able to quickly slide up and down on his big white cock. She wanted it inside of her! She wanted it so fucking bad! She wanted to suck it, fuck it, she even thought about putting it in her ass, but first she was going to make him wait. "Do you like this white boy? Do you like to watch your boss grind her thick black ass against your big white cock?" She asked him. "Fuck yes I do!" Jack screamed as he watched his cock disappear between her caramel colored ass cheeks. "I bet you want me to fuck you now don't? I bet you're dying to get that big cock into my tight pink pussy aren't you? But before I let you fuck this black pussy, I'm gonna make you eat it white boy!" And with those words, Anita stood up straight and with her back still to him, she grabbed the soaked thong on each side and slowly slid it down her wide hips. Jack was surprised at her level of balance because she still had her heels on as she maneuvered the undergarment over her ass. He watched mesmerized as the thin string between her ass cheeks popped out as she slid the thong down her thick brown thighs. Once the thong was completely off, she threw it at his face and he inhaled deeply. Her scent was heavenly and he did his best to try and suck the juices from it. Anita turned to face him and fell onto her knees. She slowly crawled up his body, licking his white thighs. She stopped for just a few seconds at his cock and took it between her thick, caramel colored lips. She sucked on it hard, causing Jack's hips to buck as he tried to push more of his shaft into her wet mouth, but as quickly as she put it in her mouth, she spit it back out, moving upward towards his face. Jack could feel the steel barbells in her nipples dragging across his skin giving him goose bumps. When her face finally reached his, she kissed him passionately, grabbing his hand and placing them roughly on her tits. "Pinch my nipples white boy! Make it hurt! Make me scream your fucking name!" She growled at him just before she put her lips back onto his. He did as he was told and he could hear her moan as they made out furiously. "Fuck that feels good Jack! I love to have my nipples pulled on! Anita said in a guttural tone. Jack tried to take one of his hands away from her tit so he could feel her pussy but she immediately slapped his face and told him not yet. They continued to kiss until she pulled away from him and began to move her body further up her until her nipples were directly in his face. He instinctively latched onto one of them and she moaned in delight. "That's right Jack! Suck on your boss' tits! Chew on them! Just like that! Fuuuuckkkk!! She screamed at him and continued to move upwards until her hairless, caramel colored pussy finally came into view. He couldn't believe how plump her pussy lips were, and they were absolute dripping with her juices. "Do you want to eat this pussy white boy?! Do you want to suck on this clit until I cum all over your face?!" Anita didn't even bother to wait for an answer. Instead, she sat right on his face and began to grind her cunt against his open mouth. Jack lapped furiously at her tight pussy and Anita moaned. He latched onto her clit and started to suck hard on it. She screamed at the top of her lungs, demanding that he not stop, and he would dare not disobey her. "Suck on my fucking clit white boy! Lap your fucking black boss' wet cunt. Make me cum goddammit! Make me fucking cum!" Anita screamed at Jack as she rode his face. He continued to suck on her juicy hole hoping that soon she would cum, spraying his mouth with her juices. "Oh fuck Jack! You're mouth feels so fucking good on my juicy pussy! You're gonna make me fucking cum!" The pitch of her voice went higher as she started to squeal like a little girl as her orgasm began to take over her body. Jack felt like he was being suffocated by her thighs as they clamped down on his head. He knew that she was about to have a mind-numbing orgasm. Juices flooded out of her bald pussy and into his mouth as she screamed for him to keep eating her cunt. He felt her thighs quiver as her orgasm intensified. He knew she was in heaven, and he had taken her there! "Fuck Jack I am still cumming! FUUUUUUUUUUCCCCCCCCKKKKKKKK!! Oh god please don't fucking stop you fucking bastard. PLEEEAAAAASSSSEEEEE!!" She screamed at the top of her lungs until finally she convulsed and fell off of him. She tried to catch her breath as she spoke to him. "God damn you can eat a fucking pussy! If I would have known you were this fucking good I would've had you under my desk licking my clit every day!" Jack put his hands behind his head and smiled at his accomplishment. He had just made his rude, loudmouthed, ungrateful bitch of a boss cum all of over his face with his mouth, and he felt damn good about it. He looked over at Anita and she looked comatose. He knew that she was cum drunk. The only movement she was making was her heaving chest and she tried to catch her breath. He just hoped that she knew that this ordeal was far from over. Anita looked over at Jack. He had a look of satisfaction on his face. She looked away from him and up at the ceiling. She was trying to process what had just happened. She had just fucked her subordinate, her white subordinate. She had never been with a white man but she had heard from friends that they were quite good in bed, but she didn't expect this. She had never cum so hard in her life, and he hadn't even fucked her yet. It had been five minutes since he had given her a mind blowing orgasm and she felt like she was still cumming. She looked back at him and shook her head. She looked down at his cock. It was still hard as a rock. She wasn't sure if she was going to be able to fuck him after what he had just done to her. "I need another fucking drink," she said abruptly. Jack was brought back to reality with her words and agreed with her proposition. They both got out of bed and walked out of the bedroom. Anita still had her heels on even though she was wobbling a little. Jack was glad of this. She looked damn good in them, and the stockings made the package look even better. They walked down the stairs and into the kitchen where the each retrieved their previously used shot glasses and filled them up. Jack looked out the window and saw that it had gotten dark. He also saw that his car was still in the driveway. He decided to run back upstairs, throw on his pants and shirt and quickly move it into the garage, but as soon as he was back in the house, his clothes quickly came back off. He looked down at his cock. It was no longer fully erect but he was still sporting a pretty impressive semi. He walked back into the kitchen to find Anita pouring herself a glass of wine. She had also taken the liberty to pour him another shot of vodka and had also produced another beer from the fridge for him. "Thank you," he said smiling at her. "After what you just did to me, it is the least I can do!" She was not smiling but he could tell that she was grateful. "About fucking time!" He thought to himself. He walked over to the counter she was leaning against and grabbed the shot of vodka she had poured for him. He drank it and then chugged the beer. He felt like a conquering hero. He looked at his conquest and he marveled at the sight. She looked so fucking sexy in those thigh highs and heels. He marveled at her high, thick ass and wide hips. And those pierced nipples, holy shit! He would have never guessed in a million years that this uptight bitch would be such a slut. He poured himself another shot and downed it. He took another large swig of his beer and decided that it was time to break the silence. "So, what the fuck just happened up there? I mean, I know what happened but I want to know why me? Why take me home and let me suck on your cunt 'til you cum all over my face? Why?" "I don't know why, and why do you even fucking care?" She was being defensive towards him. Truth was, she didn't know why this happened either. All she knew was that when they were at work, she was having a vulnerable moment and wanted someone to talk to. She knew that Jack didn't really keep up with all of the office politics. He always seemed to keep to himself, only occasionally giving his opinion about something and when he did, he always seemed to be objective. She admired him for that. So, when they were interrupted, she decided that she wanted to talk to him more, so she asked him for a ride home. It wasn't until they started drinking that the thought of fucking crossed her mind, but thinking back on what had just happened, she was glad that she did think about it. She had never cum as hard as she did. Even her husband could only occasionally make her orgasm but when he did, they were nothing like the one Jack had just given to her. She drank down the remains of her wine glass and said to herself, "I want more of this white boy!" Jack could see that Anita was bothered by some of her thoughts. He wanted to ask her what was wrong but decided against it because his cock had still not yet gotten sufficiently wet by the woman who was standing next to him almost completely naked. He poured her a shot and handed it to her. She gulped it down. Jack got behind her. He moved her hair from her neck and started to lick and suck gently, causing Anita to shiver. He situated his hardening cock so it was between her ass cheeks and started to slowly move back and forth. He was deciding what his next move was going to be. He continued to lick and kiss her neck, moving his way to her ear. Once he reached it, he whispered softly into it. "Do you feel my cock between your legs?" Jack asked. "Yes," she replied, breathing heavily. "I'm going to make you suck this cock, and then I am going to fuck you with! You have gotten yours, now it is my turn to get mine, even if I have to take it!" Almost as if she were aware of how he wanted her to behave, she replied to him in the manner that he was hoping for. "Yes, sir." She replied in a half joking manner. Her pussy starting to drip again. She had never been so turned on in her life and she had never wanted a man to ravage her as much as she wanted Jack to right this minute. "Yes, sir?" Jack said. "I like the way that sounds coming out of your mouth. I want you to keep saying it!" "Or what, white boy?! What are you going to do if I don't say it again?" She was egging him on, trying to get a response. Jack pulled his cock from between her legs, eliciting a groan of disappointment from Anita. He grabbed her hair and pushed her head down towards the kitchen counter until she was sufficiently bent over. Once Jack was satisfied, he brought his hand back. He smacked her hard on the ass. Anita cried out in a mixture of pain and pleasure, but she wasn't ready to let him know that she was willing to submit to him. "Is that all you got, white boy?! You hit like a little bitch!" She goaded him on, trying to make him angry. He spanked her again, this time hard enough to make his hand sting. "Harder white boy! Spank that ass harder! Punish your boss for being the bitch that she is!" She was almost begging him at this point. Jack walked over to his slacks that he had discarded at the door earlier. He pulled his belt from them and walked back over to her. He folded that belt and cracked it with a loud "WHAP!" Anita moaned at the sound because she knew what was coming. Still bent over, Jack got behind Anita and spanked her thick black ass hard with the belt. She cried out again. She had never been spanked before with a belt, but she loved the sensation of the leather crashing against her ass. The reverberating movement of her ass caused the sensation to travel down to her pussy and to her clit, causing it to quiver. He spanked her again with the belt. "Do you like that bitch?" He asked her with a demanding tone. "Yes!" Anita squealed, a mix of agony and euphoria in her voice. "Yes what?!" Jack demanded, spanking her hard again with the belt. "Yes what my little whore of a boss?!?!" "What do you want to hear white boy? You want me to call you massa?! Huh? You want me to be "yo lil black slave girl who wants some white dick?"" Jack spanked her again. She was going to be hard to break, but he was going to do it. He was going to make her call him sir. "I want you to call me sir, slut and tonight I am your master and you are going to do what I tell you to do. Do you understand?!" "Fuck you white boy! I will never call you sir because you ain't nothing but a little white boy who got him a little taste of black pussy, and now you want to own it!" Anita said, still egging him on, but deep down she wanted this. She wanted to call him "sir" and do his bidding. She wanted him to take control of her. She needed it. Jack knew what she was doing. He knew that she was trying to make him angry, but she was not succeeding. She was playing a game with him, and he knew that she wanted him to win. He spanked her one more time. She screamed this time. He looked at her ass and saw that he had spanked her hard enough to leave marks, but he didn't care. She had to be punished if she was going to disobey him, but evidently this method of punishment was not working so he decided to go with a different method. He grabbed her by the hair and pulled her upright. Jack looked at Anita's face and saw the defiant smiled across her plump lips. He tried to push her to her knees and she resisted slightly. He pushed harder and she gave in. As soon as her stocking covered knees hit the floor she looked up at him, still with the defiant grin. "What you gonna do now white boy?! You gonna try to make me suck your big white cock?! Anita asked him with false venom in her voice. She wanted it just as bad has he did. "There will be no trying, slut!" And with that, Jack grabbed his eight inch white cock and pushed it towards Anita's caramel lips. She didn't open her mouth at first causing Jack to push harder. She finally gave into her desires and the head of his cock popped into her mouth. Jack grabbed her hair and forced her mouth further down on his cock. There was no resistance this time. She jerked her head forward, trying desperately to get more of his white cock into her mouth. "You like sucking cock don't you Anita?" Jack asked her. All he got were the muffled sounds of a woman clearly enjoying herself. "I guess I didn't have to spank you at all to get you to submit to me. All I had to do was shove my cock in your mouth and you would be mine to use as I please." Anita looked up at him and gave another garbled reply. She tried to pull her head back but Jack wouldn't let her. Instead, he pushed his cock farther into her mouth until he reached the back of her throat. He pushed harder until he started to feel her swallow. "This bitch can deepthroat!" Jack thought to himself as his cock disappeared further into Anita's wanting mouth. "Fuck that feels good Anita! I never knew you could suck cock like this! I guess we are both learning quite a bit about each other tonight huh?" Anita's incomprehensible reply was followed by a gag. Jack figured he should pull his cock out of her throat so she could breathe. He pulled it out slowly and Anita gasped for air. A long trail of spit followed as he took his cock out of her mouth. She started to say something but Jack quickly shoved his cock back into her mouth. "You will speak when I say can speak bitch, but first I am going to teach you a lesson! I am going to fuck your pretty mouth until you are ready to call me sir!" Jack said with dominance in his voice. He didn't even bother to ask if she understood him. He was enjoying the sensation her mouth was giving him too much. He continued to thrust his cock deeper into her mouth until it was yet again at her throat and yet again, he felt her begin to swallow his cock. He pulled back out and repeated the motion. He grabbed locks of her hair on each side of her head and started to fuck her mouth, pulling her hair to control the movement of her head. Anita was gagging regularly at this point as the massive piece of meat ravaged her throat. She was glad that Jack was too distracted with the pleasure she was giving him to notice that she was furiously rubbing her clit and was on the verge of another mind-blowing orgasm. Thoughts of his fat white cock slamming in and out of her pussy dominated her mind as she began to feel tears roll down her dark cheeks. The fat cock that was lodged in her throat was ruining her makeup. Jack got even more turned on at the sight of Anita's mascara running down her face as he fucked her mouth vigorously. It was doing a number on his cock and he could feel his balls begin to swell with the massive load that he was about to cover her pretty black face with. He began to thrust harder, giving her less and less opportunity to catch her breath. Anita could feel Jack's cock start to swell in her mouth and she could tell that he was close to cumming. She too was on the verge of orgasm and her fingers frigged her throbbing clit rigorously. She wanted to cum again, but not as bad as she wanted to feel his hot load cover her face! "I'm about to cum Anita! I'm about to cover your pretty black face with my load you fucking slut! Do you want my load on your face?" This was obviously a rhetorical question on Jack's part. He didn't really care what she wanted. She moaned at his words and he pulled his cock from her mouth. He started to stroke it as she begged him to cum on her face. The Boss Lady Pt. 02 "Cum on my face sir!" Anita begged. Jack was pleased to hear that she had succumbed to his dominance. He decided that he was going to reward her by granting her request. He stroked his cock faster and faster, coming closer to the edge. "Fuck your cock tasted so good in my mouth sir! Thank you for letting me please you sir! Please give me your hot cum. Please sir! Jack couldn't believe his ears! She had totally submitted to him, and all he had to do was plug her black bitchy mouth with his big white cock. He looked down at her pretty face and saw the want in her eyes. He looked further down and saw her hand furiously rubbing her pussy. She looked like she was about to cum to. "Are you ready for it Anita? Are you ready for my big load of cum?" Jack asked, getting ready to cum. "Yes, sir! I'm so fucking ready for it! Cum on your boss' face white boy! Cum all over it! Make me you're your black slut!" Even though he was supposed to be in the dominant role, Jack yet again did what he was told. A rush of pleasure ripped through Jack's body as a torrent of thick, white cum splashed across Anita's caramel colored face. She moaned as the second and the third splashed across her skin. There was so much cum that it was starting to drip down onto her tits. Anita's fingers had finally also driven her to orgasm as well as Jack sprayed her face with his hot, white cum. "You like all of this white cum on your pretty face," Jack asked as he continued to orgasm. "You like having your subordinate's cum all over your pretty face boss lady!?" "Yes, sir! I fucking love it! Please give me more." Anita said as Jack continued to cum all over her face. Finally, the jets of cum were reduced to trickles as she took him into her mouth, trying to get all of the cum from his white cock that she possibly could. When he finally had finished cumming she took him out of her mouth. She looked up at Jack and saw the huge smile on his face. The look of conquest and accomplishment had returned. She continued to gently stroke his cock as she looked up at him and she said to him in a low and sultry voice, "thank you sir." The Boss Lady Pt. 03 Here is part three! Please vote/comment, and let me know if you want me to keep going! This story is longer than the others and it takes a little bit to get going but please be patient. Thanks again!!! * Jack looked down at Anita. She was completely covered in his cum. He watched as she scooped up his seed from her face and licking it off of her fingers. She seemed to love the taste of his cum. She moaned pleasantly as she cleaned her face off. She looked up into Jack's eyes. He could still see desire in them. He could see that she was still not yet fully satisfied and that she desperately needed his cock in her tight cunt. "Thank you for all of that cum sir! You taste so fucking good! I just might need you to give me some more later!" She said to him, still being submissive to him. "How long are you gonna keep up this submissive attitude towards me? Are you gonna be like this at work?" Jack chuckled as he asked the last question and Anita scoffed at the idea. "You're out of your fucking mind white boy!" Anita was laughing as well, still cleaning cum off of her face. "I just might call you "white boy" though." "You wouldn't dare!" Jack replied. "Watch me, white boy!" "So, what do we do now?" Jack asked, helping Anita get off of her knees. He pulled her into his arms and they kissed passionately. Anita quickly pulled away, almost seeming to be uncomfortable with the idea of kissing Jack. "I don't know about you, but I need a fucking shower! I smell like your cum and my pussy juices," she said and walked out of the room. "You say it like it's a bad thing! I kinda like the smell!" Jack yelled, following her out of the kitchen and back upstairs. Once they both got into the master bathroom, Anita turned on the water and stripped off her heels and stockings. Jack didn't have any clothes to take off so he hopped into the shower first. The water felt good on his sweaty skin. Anita quickly jumped in after him. They both washed the sweat, cum and pussy juices from their tired bodies. Jack watched Anita as she lazily rubbed a soapy loofah all over her cocoa brown skin. Jack grabbed the loofah that she was using and began to wash her. She accepted his gesture of appreciation and closed her eyes as she let her employee clean his cum off of her body. "You know that you really don't have to do that, and don't expect me to do it to you," Anita said, getting defensive again. "Why are you always like that? Why do you always become such a bitch when someone actually tries to help you?! Seriously, I want to know!" "I don't fucking know! Anita shot back. I'm just not used to favors, especially from the people who work for me! And don't think that I am going to be treating you differently now. You are still my employee and you will act accordingly and that means acting like none of this ever happened." Anita took the loofah from Jack and finished washing herself off. When she finished she gave it to Jack and he cleaned himself but received no help from Anita. She got out of the shower and grabbed two towels. She threw one over the shower curtain for Jack. She dried herself off and walked out of the bathroom. Jack finished washing, dried off and followed her. "I think that you should leave," Anita said. She sounded upset and Jack did not understand why. "What the fuck is your problem?" Jack asked, frustrated at how the night was turning out. "I thought we were having a good time and now all of a sudden you just want to throw me out! What have I done wrong!" "Please just go! I need to process what the fuck just happened! I just fucked someone that works for me! "We didn't fuck!" Jack said sarcastically. "We gave each other some really good head, be we did not fuck!" "You know what I meant!" Anita said defensively. "Please just go and let me think about this!" Jack snatched up the clothes he had left on Anita's bedroom floor and stormed down the stairs. He picked up and put on his slacks. He slammed the door behind him, got into his car and left. After he got on the road, he realized that he was still a little drunk, but he figured that he could probably make it home as his apartment was not too far from Anita's home. He was fuming mad by the time he unlocked his apartment door. "How could she use him like this?" He asked himself. "And why was he not surprised?" This was the type of person she was. She used people to get what she wanted and when she got it, she discarded them. "At least now I'm not just an employee to her." He said to himself as he opened the fridge to get a beer. He popped the top and guzzled it down. "I'm a employee with a big dick." He chuckled at this and took a deep relaxing breath. He was glad that he didn't have to go to work the next morning. He didn't want to see her face and it was probably a good idea that he didn't for at least a few days. Two Weeks Later Work had been relatively uneventful since he and Anita had their first encounter. The two of them had barely spoken to each other, but that was not unusual. He had had time to dissect that night and he was no longer angry with Anita. He had even reached the point where he was beginning to feel sorry for her. She was going through so much and that night was just nothing more than a moment of weakness for her. "Jack, can you come into my office please?" Anita called to him. Jack got up and walked back to her office. He looked at Anita and she looked upset, but still damn sexy. Today she was wearing a black pencil skirt with a white blouse that had only one button unbuttoned. Her legs were covered in sheer stockings or pantyhose and she was also wearing a pair of black pumps. The one's she was wearing today were far more sensible than the five inch stilettos she had on the night of their encounter. "What's up?" Jack asked, trying to mask his anxiety with a lighthearted tone. "My husband and I separated the night after we did what we did. We are divorcing." She grabbed a folder on her desk and showed it to Jack. Sure enough, the file contained papers indicating that the two were separating. "I'm sorry to hear that and I am not trying to be an asshole, but what do you want from me? I mean the last time you and I "talked," I ended up storming out of your house. I've been worrying for the past two weeks that you've been trying to fire me!" Anita chuckled at this. "I'm not going to fire you Jack! I can't! I would lose my job too. The reason I called you back here was because I was wondering if you would give me a ride home. Do you think that you could?" Jack wasn't sure what to think. He wanted to help her out, but look where it got him last time, but then he felt the growing erection in his pants and he thought about giving her a ride home because well, look where it got him last time. "I don't know if that is such a good idea. It didn't exactly end up working out the last time I gave you a ride home," Jack said, trying to convince himself that this was a bad idea. "Look, just give me a ride home and if you want to stay you can and if not then don't, but I do need a ride home." "Fine," Jack said. The rest of the day passed like molasses rolling uphill in January. Thoughts of the "ride" he was going to give his boss, and all of the possibilities that came with it ran through his head so much that he was having trouble concentrating on his work. "Did she want a repeat of the last time, or did she really just want a ride home?" That question plagued Jack until it was time to go home. "Are you ready to go?" Anita said to Jack as she picked up her stuff. "I'm ready if you are," Jack replied, the hesitation very clear in his voice. "Ok, then let's go." She grabbed her things and they walked to his car. It was still messy and he apologized for that once more. She once again said that she didn't really care and that it was ok. Neither one of them said another word for the duration of the ride to Anita's house. When his car finally pulled into the driveway, she asked him the question that his mind had been dreading to hear, but his cock had been hoping to hear. "Do you want to come inside for a drink?" She asked him hesitantly, not knowing what his answer was going to be this time and definitely not wanting to hear him say "no." "I don't know if I should," he said. "What if we...." "Then we do," she interrupted. "We are adults, and it's safe to say that my husband is out of the picture at this point so I am going to ask you again. Do you want to come in?" "Open your garage door," was all Jack said to her. Like the last time, Anita put her things on the kitchen table and walked over to the fridge to grab the wine, the beer, and the vodka. Jack walked over to the cupboard and grabbed the glasses. She pulled the cork from the wine bottle and Jack unscrewed the top from the vodka and popped the top off of the beer. They both clearly meant business. Anita filled her wine glass and Jack filled the two shot glasses. He handed her a shot glass and he took the other. He raised his glass and she responded in kind. "To whatever happens." To whatever happens." They downed the vodka and slammed the glasses on the table. She poured two more shots and they downed those as well. Anita looked up at Jack. She felt her pussy tingle at the memory of their last encounter. She thought of how good it felt to ride his face and then to have him blow his load all over hers. She thought of how badly she wanted to fuck him that night but somehow lost the nerve. She thought of how much she wanted to remedy that tonight. "So, what's up?" Jack asked, breaking what felt like an eternal silence. "I don't know. You tell me." "What do you want to know?" He asked, trying to lighten the mood. "Stop playing games!" She said, cracking a smile. The alcohol was working on the both of them already as they slowly began to loosen up. Jack took a sip of his beer and Anita drank her wine as they sat at the kitchen table in silence. Jack contemplated making the first move but was afraid of rejection. Anita kept thinking back to the last night they were together and wondered if it could ever be repeated. There was something so wrong about what they did. It was so primal and uncomplicated. She wanted that again. "So how do you feel about your separation?" Jack asked, truly curious this time. "I don't know to be honest. I'm upset on one hand but on the other, I'm relieved. It feels good to be free from him and how he treated me." Jack didn't push her any further because he could tell that this was not what she wanted to talk about with him. He poured himself another shot and downed it quickly. He offered to pour another for her and she accepted. She downed hers quickly and sipped her wine. "So, what do you want to talk about?" He asked. "Did you want to fuck me the other night?" Anita asked him abruptly. "I think you know the answer to that," he replied. "Tell me anyways." "Of course I wanted to! I wanted to fuck you in the shower and again on the bed! I wanted to get as much of you as I could because I didn't know if I could ever get it again, but we both saw how that worked out." He expected Anita to apologize but she did not. Instead she said that she had to go to the bathroom but this time she used the downstairs one and to Jack's disappointment, she was still clothed when she came back. She sat back down next to him and poured herself another shot. She drank it down. Evidently the goal of the evening was to truly get trashed, Jack thought and he too poured himself another shot. "Did you like the stockings and the heels that I wore for you that night?" Anita words were slurred a little and Jack knew that she was buzzing. "Fuck yes I did! I almost asked you how you knew I had a thing for stockings and heels, but there's no way you could've known. Fuck, when I saw you come down those stairs, I just... I just wanted to walk over to you and fuck your brains out! God damn you looked so fucking sexy!" Jack had to stop himself from rambling. "I'm glad you liked them. I wear them all the time. They make me feel sexy. And a little naughty... Does that sound weird to you?" "Not at all because they are fucking sexy! So fucking sexy! "I have a lot of lingerie. My husband liked thigh highs and stuff like that too so I have quite a collection," Anita said. The two went silent again for a few minutes and Jack thought about Anita's "collection." He would love to see it. He pictured her in all manner of sexy lingerie and his cock started to harden. He saw her look down at it. He watched her lick her lips. "I could take you upstairs and model some of it for you. I have all kinds of fun things that I can show you!" "Oh, fuck yes!" Jack said, hopping up from his chair. He wobbled a little and remembered that he was a little drunk. He regained his balance and they both walked towards the steps. "Bring the vodka and the wine," Anita said and Jack quickly turned around, grabbed the requested items and ran back towards the steps. Once they were in the master bedroom, Anita told Jack that they both should shower first. She handed him a towel and told him to use the bathroom down the hall while she used the shower in the master bathroom. She told him that once he was finished to sit on the bed and wait for her because she was going to be a few minutes. He obeyed his supervisor and went to the hallway bathroom to shower. He washed himself quickly. He looked down at his already rigid cock. There was some stubble growing around his pubic area so he decided to clean it up before their encounter. He found a razor and quickly, but carefully shaved around his shaft and then took the razor to his ball sack. Once he was satisfied that he removed enough hair, he rinsed off and got out of the shower. He dried off quickly and walked naked back to Anita's room. The shower was still going when he opened the bedroom door. He closed it and got onto the bed. He looked up at the ceiling as he waited, contemplating all of the things that were going to happen as soon as the bathroom door opened. He began to stroke his rock hard cock. He thought back to the last night they were together; how he fucked her mouth. He thought about the way her caramel colored face looked coated with his cum and how slutty she looked sliding it into her mouth with her fingers. His thoughts were interrupted by the sound of water cutting off. "Oh shit, here we go!" Jack said to himself as he continued to stroke his cock, but after about five minutes and still no Anita he had to stop himself. "Ok, Jack just relax and be patient. Don't make yourself cum before the fun starts!" Jack got up off of the bed and grabbed his beer. He took a pull from it to cool himself down. He thought about the vodka but decided against because he was buzzed enough as it is. He didn't want to get a case of whiskey dick right before he was about to fuck his boss' brains out. He took another sip of the beer. "How much longer is she gonna be?!" He said to himself. He got his answer shortly after when the door slowly opened. It was as if history was repeating itself. As soon as he saw Anita, his jaw dropped to the floor. She stepped out of the bathroom dressed in a black full body stocking. Her B cup tits that were capped with pierced nipples that were clearly very hard and were easily visibly through the fishnet material. Further down, Jack could see and opening in the body stocking between her legs. Anita's pussy was soaking wet and was yet again completely bald. Jack continued to move his gaze downward over her thick, round thighs to her sexy calves until he got to her feet, which were covered in a pair of astoundingly high six inch black stiletto heels. Jack could not believe that she could actually walk in them but they were sexy as fuck! Jack moved his eyes back upward to her face, which was painted heavily with makeup, including a very thick coat of eyeliner and mascara. Her lips were also painted a very dark red. Jack also noticed that around her neck was a black choker that had a thin three foot long chain connected to it. "What do you think?" She asked in a low, sultry voice. Gone was the typical attitude that accompanied her words. Anita was in full on seduction mode, and Jack was the target. "There aren't even words!" Holy fucking shit you look sexy!" That was all he could say. His mouth was dry and he wanted a drink. "I am glad you like it, but there is more." She said. "More?" Jack asked incredulously. "How could there possibly be more?!" Anita turned around and exposed her ass to Jack. Keeping her legs straight, she bent over at the waist, exposing what appeared to be a pink butt plug inside of her ass. His cock twitched at the sight before him. Below the butt plug was a pair of very thick and very wet pussy lips. Anita looked back at him. "I thought you would like that!" She said. "You thought right!" Jack replied. Anita sauntered over to Jack and stood in front of him. In her heels she was as tall as he was, maybe even a little taller. She brought her face to his and kissed his lips softly. Jack reciprocated and they began to make out. His hands drifted up to her breasts and he began to pinch her nipples. She moaned at his touch. Her tits felt amazing in his hands until she pulled away from him. "So white boy, should I keep on what I'm wearing or do you wanna see something else?" She asked. "Goddamn, that is a hard fucking question to answer! You look so fucking sexy right now and I can't imagine that you could possibly look any sexier but I'm gonna have to say yes." "Very well," Anita replied. She turned her back to him, the butt plug barely visible between her thick ass cheeks and she seductively walked back to the bathroom and closed the door. Jack was still reeling over the way Anita looked and the butt plug that she had in her ass. Was she going to let him have her ass tonight too? He sat down on the bed and began to stroke his cock. It was so hard that it almost hurt. Five minutes had passed when the door opened again and Anita stepped out of the bathroom. This time, Anita was dressed in a pair of tan stockings, no panties and a pair of tan six inch stiletto heels. Jack liked the black on her, but the contrast of the tan stockings wrapped around her mocha skin nearly drove jack over the edge. She was wearing nothing on top and her pierced nipples were still as hard as rocks. "What do you think of this?" Anita asked as she brought her hands to her nipples to pinch them. "I like," was all Jack could say. She was still at the bathroom door when she asked him if he wanted to see anything else. Jack couldn't wait any longer. He had to have her and he had to have her right then! He walked over to her and grabbed her by the arm. He brought her over to the bed and pushed her onto her back. He got on top of her and started to kiss her madly. She returned the kisses with just as much fervor. They both had had enough with the teasing and the games. It was time to fuck. "Put your cock inside of me white boy! Put it in me now!" Anita begged as she spread her legs as wide as she could. Jack quickly obliged. He grabbed his rock hard eight inch cock and lined it up with the entrance of Anita's dripping cunt. "Please put it inside of me!" She begged. "Please!" Jack rubbed the white head against the caramel colored lips of Anita's pussy, getting it nice and wet before he entered her. He rubbed the head against her tumescent clitoris, causing Anita to moan and once again renew her pleas for penetration. "Goddammit Jack put that big fucking white cock inside of me now!" Jack brought the head of his cock to the entrance of her cunt and pushed forward. With just the head in, Anita was already screaming for Jack to fuck her. He pushed his cock in further. Given the wetness of her pussy, there was no resistance, but she was extremely tight. It felt like a vice around his cock as he continued to push deeper. He had about four inches of his cock buried inside of her when he pulled it back out, causing Anita to groan in displeasure. Jack pulled all the way out and thrust back in, this time deeper than before. He pulled back out. He looked into Anita's eyes and could see the lust. He could see the wanton desire for him to ravish her. He pushed all eight inches of his cock inside of her and Anita convulsed. It was her first orgasm of the night and it was definitely not going to be her last. The Boss Lady Pt. 03 "FUUUUUUCKKKKK!!!!!" Anita screamed. "I'm cumming already! Oh God please fuck me! Fuck your little black whore Jack! Ram your cock in my tight fucking cunt!" Jack began to fuck her without mercy, slamming his cock in and out of her pussy like a madman. He felt her pussy spasm repeatedly as he used her hole for his pleasure. Anita was screaming at this point, begging Jack to fuck her harder. He gladly obliged as he jackhammered her cunt harder. "Is this what you wanted?!" Jack yelled. "Is this how you wanted me to fuck your tight cunt?!" "Oh fuck yes! Fuck this black pussy! Fuck it like you own! Oh fuck I'm gonna cum again! I'm gonna cum again already!!! OH FUUUUUUUUUCKKKKKKKKK!!!!!!" Anita screamed as her pussy clamped down on his cock again. Jack couldn't believe how tight Anita's pussy was getting as she came on his cock. He knew that if he kept this pace he wasn't going to last much longer. He got off of Anita. She groaned in disappointment but soon changed her tone when Jack forcefully turned her over onto her stomach. He pulled her up onto her hands and knees and got behind her. He shoved his cock back into her pussy and started pummeling her again. She continued to beg him to fuck her harder and he obliged. He looked down at his white cock as it disappeared in between her thick black cunt lips. He wanted to cum so bad but he wanted to keep fucking her. He looked for something to take his mind off of what he was doing. He looked at the butt plug that was lodged in her ass and it gave him an idea. He grabbed onto it and started to pull it out. He pushed it back in and started to fuck her ass with it. "Does that feel good boss lady?!" Jack asked as he continued to thrust the butt plug in and out of her ass. "Yes!!" She screamed. "Fuck my ass with it!! Get it ready for that big white cock!!" "You're gonna let me fuck that tight black ass?" "Yes, but first I want your hot cum on my face! I want to taste that hot white boy cum in my mouth! Then I will let you put that fat cock in my ass!" Jack was on the verge. He kept fucking her ass with the butt plug as he beat her pussy up with his cock. He wanted to make her cum one more time before he pumped his load all over pretty face. He pounded her cunt furiously egging her on to cum again; demanding that she cum again. "Cum one more time bitch! Cum one more fucking time and I will give you what you want!" Jack demanded. "You want me to cum on this big white dick again? Fuck me harder white boy! Make me cum on that dick again so I can get my cum! Do it motherfucker! Fuck this black cunt 'til I cum!" Jack pounded her pussy as hard as he could! He was so close to cumming that he wasn't sure that he was going to be able to make her cum but to his relief, he finally felt her cunt clamp down on his cock again. "OH FUCK YEAH JACK!! FUCK THAT PUSSY BABY!! YOU'RE MAKING ME CUM AGAIN! GODDAMMIT!!!! OOOOOHHHHHHHHH FUUUUUUUUUUCCCCCCCKKKKKKKKK I'M FUUUCCCCCKKKINNGGGGG CUMMMMINNNGGGGG AGGGAAAAIIINNN!!!!!" She screamed, her body writhing in orgasmic pleasure. As she came on his cock, Anita's pussy convulsed and she squirted all over his balls and on his cock with the rest soaking into the bed. Making Anita squirt drove Jack over the edge. He quickly pulled his cock out and turned her around quickly. Her mouth was already open and waiting before she even got into position. "Cum on my face white boy! Cover it! Cover my fucking face with that yummy white cum!" Jack couldn't take it anymore. He jerked his cock as hard as he could and aimed it directly at her face. He could hear her begging for his cum. He furiously stroked his cock until finally, he felt his orgasm hit. "Here it fucking comes boss lady! Here comes your fucking reward! Oh fuck oh fuck oh fuck oh fuck! OHHHHHHHH FUUUUUUCCCCCKKKKKKK HERE IT COMES!!!" Jack's cock exploded sending a huge jet of creamy white cum directly into Anita's open mouth. The second jet caught her on her right cheek and the third caught her left one. The next two shots covered the rest of her face. She grabbed his cock from his hands and pulled it into her mouth, sucking furiously to get more of that sweet cum she seemed to love so much. Jack was in awe of the sight before him. He watched Anita for the second time in less than three weeks maneuver his cum with her fingers to her open mouth, effectively cleaning her beautiful brown face of his sticky white load. "God damn that was good!" Anita groaned as the last of Jack's cum disappeared from her face and into her mouth. "Your cock is amazing!" "Thank you," was all Jack could muster. He was wiped out. Jack wondered to himself what was going to happen next. They had finally fucked, and it was better than he could have ever imagined. But what now? Was she going to kick him out again? Should he fall asleep? So many questions ran through his head. Questions that he did have answers for. He didn't want ask her because he didn't want to ruin the moment but at the same time, he was curious, and curiosity typically got the best of him. "So, what now?" He asked. "A shower," she quickly replied, and hopped out of bed. She pulled off her heels and stockings and walked into the bathroom where she removed what cum she didn't get with her fingers from her face along with her makeup. She grabbed two towels and yelled for Jack to join her from the bathroom. He obliged and made his way through the door. Anita had already gotten the water running and hopped in the shower. Jack quickly joined her under the warm spray. "Well, that was fun," Jack said smiling as he washed his body. "Yes it was!" She said. Once Jack was done under the water, he leaned against the shower wall and watched the black beauty before him wash her sultry caramel skin. He licked his lips at the sight of her pierced nipples and it then that he realized that as sexy as they were, he hadn't really paid a lot of attention to her nipples, or her tits for that matter. He is going to have to remedy that in the very near future. She turned her back to him so she could rinse the soap from her body and Jack caught a glimpse of the butt plug still in her ass and it reminded him of what she had said to him earlier. "Are you still going to let me fuck your ass?" Jack asked. "Haven't you had enough white boy?" "Of you? Never!" "I guess you will just have to wait and find out," Anita said and winked at Jack. They both got out of the shower and toweled off. Once they were dry, they both walked out of the bathroom and back into the bedroom. Neither one were entirely sure what to do, so they decided to grab the bottle of vodka and finish it together. "So, no cold feet this time?" Jack asked, grabbing the bottle and taking a hit. "Nope," Anita replied, grabbing the bottle back from him. "Thank you for the fashion show. You looked so fucking sexy." "It wasn't really much of one," Anita scoffed. "I have plenty more outfits!" "Well then go put one on then," Jack demanded, reaching over and giving her nipple a light pinch. "Why? So I can try on one or two more outfits and have you jump me again?!" "You will be able to make it through more this time, I promise." There was pleading in Jack's voice. "Not tonight big boy! We need to get some sleep." Anita replied. "Where do you want me to sleep?" "I don't care," was all she manage to say before Anita passed out. Jack was still reeling from the events of the evening and wasn't particularly tired at the moment. He waited a few minutes to make sure that Anita was asleep and decided to do a little exploring. He slowly got up off of the bed and went to the bathroom. He relieved himself in the toilet and then went to the walk-in closet that was connected to the bathroom. The closet was large but it didn't take him long to find what he was looking for. In the corner towards the back, there was a large chest. There was no lock on it so he opened it quietly. It was full of sex toys of all shapes and sizes. He ruffled through them until he got to the bottom of the chest. There was a small box. Jack pulled it out and opened it. In the box was a collection of pictures and DVD's. He pulled out some of the pictures and went through them. Most of them were of Anita in various nude poses. There was a man in some of them and Jack guessed that it was Anita's husband. Jack smiled in satisfaction when he saw Anita's husband's cock. "Mine is bigger," he thought to himself and continued to shuffle through the photos until he finally reached some that peaked his interest. In them was Anita, but there was also another woman, and she was white! She was similar to Anita's build but had much larger tits, maybe a D cup, or a DD. There were pictures of the two of them in a sixty nine position, pictures of the two them sharing Anita's husband's cock and there was even some of the two of them sharing his cum. Jack looked closely at the white woman. She looked familiar but he couldn't really tell. Most of the photos were close of and were of poor quality, but Jack swore that he had seen the woman somewhere! He put the pictures back into the box and placed back where he had found it. This was all too much for him! If someone had told him that in less than a month, he would be in his boss' house late at night going through her closet after having just fucked her, he would have called them crazy, yet here we was doing exactly that. He walked back out of the closet. Before he turned the light out he made sure that everything was exactly the way he found it. Satisfied that it was, he shut the light off and walked back to the bedroom. He still wasn't tired and he really didn't feel like staying, so he decided to leave. He walked up to the bed and looked at her once more. She was laying on her stomach and was dead to the world. He looked down at her ass, seeing that the butt plug was still in it. He chuckled at that, grabbed his clothes and left to go home.