5 comments/ 31739 views/ 9 favorites How I Got Even with My Boss Ch. 01 By: SadisticAngel First, let me tell you a bit about myself. My name is Alex. I am 22 years old, 5'11 and approximately 190 pounds; mostly muscle. I am considered by most a very handsome man. I work out on a regular basis, I have light brown hair and bright blue eyes. At the risk of sounding arrogant, I do not have trouble with women. How I ended up in this situation still puzzles me. I had recently graduated from college and had been working for a very well known advertising firm as a secretary. My boss, Karen, and I had a very comfortable mutual respect. She is not the tyrant type. She makes her expectations clear, but is never overbearing about it. If I fail to meet her expectations, she is very quick to give me feedback, but it's always in an encouraging manner. Karen is not your typical "drop dead gorgeous" woman that most men dream about. Nor is she the type of woman that I would usually even consider dating. Don't get me wrong. She is beautiful. She has a round face, blonde hair and the most dazzling green eyes that light up the room when she smiles; which she does a lot. She is about 5'5" and has a muscular build with strong shoulders. She wears pant suits most of the time, so I don't get to see her legs often but, when I do, they make me drool. She has the most beautiful legs I have ever seen. They are perfectly shaped and very muscular; the kind you would expect to see on a body builder. And, to top them off, is a perfectly shaped ass. It's not big; just a nice little bubble butt that blends so well into her thighs. After two months of working for her, I had realized I had developed a bit of a crush. I was really quite shocked at this realization as she was just not my "type". I didn't know how old she was. By her appearance and personality, I had guessed that she was in her late 20's. As I was new to the field and there were no other jobs hiring at the time, I was working at a relatively low salary. However, the benefits of working with Karen and the experience were worth it to me. Unfortunately, I had fallen on hard times and I was getting desperate for money. I was considering taking on a second job as a bartender or male stripper. When Karen caught wind of this, she called me into her office. She discussed with me the reputation of the firm, and how the employees' actions outside of the firm could affect its reputation. I hadn't considered this, and immediately felt horrible that I had even considered these options. She then said that if I was looking to make some extra money, she might be able to help me. I was thrilled. I really liked working with her, and secretly dreamed of spending alone time with her. Later that evening, as my thoughts drifted to spending time alone with Karen, I received an email on my personal email address from an unknown sender. There was a link to a website. Curious, and a bit worked up, I clicked on the link. It was an "instructional" video on "how to eat pussy". I was flabbergasted, and intrigued. I ended up watching and jerking off to the video. I assumed it must have been some kind of spam, because I couldn't think of anyone that would send me that. I've had my (and several other men's) share of women. I definitely knew what I was doing in the bedroom. However, I did learn a few things, and it's always hot to watch a woman get off. The next day at work, Karen was wearing a skirt and had a sparkle in her eye. I couldn't help but stare, and think back to the video I had watched the previous evening. Oh, how I would love to do some of those things to her. Wait! Had SHE been the one to send the video? Was this the extra "help" that she was talking about? Did she want me to prostitute myself to her? Rage, disgust, intrigue and lust ran through me all at once. At the end of the day, I decided to go talk to her about what we had talked about the day before. She was alone in her office. I asked her if she was still serious about helping me out. She said, with a very wide grin and a devious twinkle in her eye, that of course she was. I asked her what she had in mind. She asked me to have a seat. She walked around to the front of the desk and sat on it in front of me. I could just see up her skirt to the top of her thighs. Not quite far enough. Damn! She then asked me if I had watched the video she had sent me. It WAS her! I was appalled and excited! Angry and nervous! I very calmly nodded my head. She replied, "Well, what did you think?" I replied honestly, "I thought it was spam, but was intrigued and watched it anyway. I find it erotic to watch a woman orgasm." She smiled at this and said, "I was hoping that was how you would feel." I then said, "I didn't say I would agree to this. I'm actually offended. You are basically asking me to prostitute myself." She simply replied, "Seriously, Alex? I've noticed the way you look at me. You know would enjoy this just as much as I would." I had been completely busted. She knew I had begun to lust after her, and decided to take advantage of the situation. I just hung my head to hide my red face. She asked, "Do we have a deal?" Thoughts of sex with her ran through my mind. I couldn't wait to have those strong legs wrapped around my waist. I practically growled, "You're on!" What happened next I wasn't expecting ... How I Got Even with My Boss Ch. 02 You guys asked for it, here it comes ;) --------- What happened next ... Karen slid off her desk and straddled me. I couldn't believe how nervous I was. I felt like a virgin. My hands began to shake as I lifted them up to cup her size C breasts. She gently pushed my arms back down, and began unbuttoning my shirt. Her hands were strong but gentle as she swiftly pulled my shirt out of my pants and tossed it on the floor. I, again, reached up to massage her breasts. Again, she pushed my arms back down. She placed her hands on my face and began to kiss me gently on my lips. Her hands slid from my face to my shoulders, then down my chest. I instantly became hard as a rock. My 7 inch cock was aching to spring free. I felt her moan of approval against my mouth. She flicked her tongue across my top lip. I obeyed and opened my mouth. The kiss was demanding. It took my breath away. I was so drawn into her scent and taste that I had forgotten where I was. Her hands began down my stomach. She began to massage my thick cock through my trousers. I began to rub her back and shoulders, revelling in the strength. I had never been so turned on by strength in a woman before. As I began to reach for her blouse, she withdrew and sat on the edge of her desk again. It took me a second to regain my wits. I stood and moved toward her. I began to kiss her again. She began to scrape her nails along my chest and back. I was so hard, I broke off the kiss before I wanted to. I had to get this moving faster. I moved my mouth to her neck. She practically purred. I guess she liked that. I began to trail kisses along her neck and ear. Alternating between licking and nipping; careful not to break the skin. She shifted, and I realized she was pulling up her skirt. She wasn't wearing any underwear, and she was completely smooth! I needed no coaxing. I dropped to my knees. I began at her ankles; licking, kissing and nibbling. I didn't want to miss an inch of these marvelous legs before I got to the ultimate treasure. She was smooth all the way up. She squirmed and wiggled and was breathing heavy by the time I reached her inner thighs. She was already wet. I drank in her scent. Slightly musky with a hint of rose. I began licking the outer lips. She brought her feet up the edge of the desk. As her beautiful flower opened up, my cock jumped. "Patience, Alex. It will soon be yours", I thought. I slowly traced a trail of kisses up and down her puffy lips until her clit was engorged.God! How my cock ached! I then planted a kiss on her clit, and she shivered. Slowly, I began to lick her clit. Her hand grasped my hair, and she began to gyrate on my tongue. Pleased that she was enjoying this, I placed one finger inside her. I couldn't believe how tight she was. My cock strained even harder against my pants. Her pussy clenched just one finger! I pushed downward, and she let out a whimper that told me I was doing exactly what she wanted. I slowly put another finger in as I continued to flick my tongue across her clit. By this time, her breath was really short and heavy. The grasp on my hair was almost painful. I didn't care. She was about to erupt, and I was going to be the reason. I slowly pistoned my fingers in and out of her as I continued the assault on her clit. Suddenly, her legs clenched on the side of my head so tightly, I thought I was going to pass out. She let out a moan so loud, I was worried other people in the building would hear. I let her ride the waves of her climax, then stood up and leaned in to kiss her as I started to undo my pants. She quickly placed her hand on top of my hand and said, "Thank you. Good night." Wait! What? I was stunned. That was it? What about me? I started to say something, but she was holding out my shirt. She said, "Hurry. You don't want people to see you without a shirt on do you?" She started for the door to her office, and I quickly put my shirt back on. Furiously, I stalked to my car. What the fuck was that about? I reached into my pockets to get my keys, and there was $100 bill with them. When the hell did that get there? How the ...? That bitch! She just made me a prostitute! A male, fucking prostitute! How did I not see this? She had always been so kind, and she is so fun to be with. I respected her! I thought she respected me! How could she do this? I was pissed, humiliated, hurt, heartbroken and horny. I couldn't get her off my mind. I stopped by "Mike's Bar" on the way home. Sam was bartending. Good. I needed someone to talk to. I pulled up a bar stool. Sam poured me a double Jack Daniel's on the rocks. That's what I love about him. He's knows what I need when I need it. He simply said, "Talk." I couldn't tell him the whole story. How could I tell anyone the whole story? This was completely humiliating. I had a college education for God's sake, and now I was a fucking prostitute! I downed the Jack on the rocks in one gulp. Sam blinked, said, "That bad, huh?" and poured me another. I just grimaced. "It's got to be a girl. That's the only thing that could make the Mighty Alex crumble. I didn't even know you were seeing anyone. Dude, I've never seen you like this before." I tried to find the words. The alcohol began to do it's work. I slowly relaxed. How do you tell someone this? "She used me, Sam. We were friends, or I thought we were. I respected her, and she USED me." Sam just waited. "She was so awesome. Smart, pretty, kind, has the most amazing legs, funny..." I slowly sipped my drink. Sam said, "Wait. What do you mean, 'was so awesome' 'kind' and 'she used me'? Those things don't go together, Alex." I replied, "You're right. They don't. She's a bitch! She fucking used me!" I drank the rest of my drink, threw the $100 bill at him and left. I heard him shout something as I was leaving, but I didn't care. That night was awful. I showered when I got home. I replayed what happened in my mind over and over. I thought about her eyes, her smile, her legs, that kiss, her pussy ... I ended up jerking off in the shower. Rage was the only emotion I would allow. I couldn't sleep. I couldn't stop thinking about her. I couldn't stop replaying that night in my head. The next morning at work, I didn't trust myself to speak to her. I avoided her by doing mundane tasks in the copy room. Whenever I saw her coming, I would duck into the men's restroom or someone's office. She was my boss. I loved my job. What was I going to do? I managed to avoid her for the rest of the week. On Monday, as I was leaving, she called me into her office. Ok, Alex. You're ready for this. I knew what I was going to say. She had worn a skirt again, and she was sitting on the edge of her desk. Memories flashed through my mind. My cock began to stiffen. What the fuck was wrong with me? This woman had betrayed my trust. Used me! And I was still physically reacting to her! Emotions began to surface. The anger, confusion, hurt and lust all began to come back. I was dumbfounded by my own reaction ... Both physically and emotionally.Maybe I wasn't ready to face her. She asked me to have a seat. "How have you been, Alex? We haven't spoken since ..." What? Why the fuck did she care? I was nothing but her fucking "toy"! She just used me and tossed me out! Why the hell would she want to know how I was doing? "Um ... do you want my honest answer?" "Of course I do. We've always had an honest relationship. Why would that change?" Honest relationship? Who the fuck was she kidding? Is this the same Karen that got off on my face last week then tossed my out of her office? "Ok then. I'm pissed, hurt and confused." So much for what I had rehearsed in my head ... She looked genuinely puzzled. "What? Why?" "Why?!?! Because last week you used me then sent me home like I was some ... whore! Oh, and thanks for the cash by the way" I added sarcastically. "Hold on. I thought we had an agreement. That link I sent you was an instructional video on 'How to Eat Pussy'. That's exactly what I wanted from you. I thought you understood that. You fulfilled your end of the bargain ... quite nicely, I might add." "No! I did not understand that! I thought that was a pick up line. I thought you wanted to have sex. I was completely willing to be your 'boy toy' when I thought I was going to get my jollies too, but I'm not happy about this arrangement!" "So you don't like the amount I paid you? You didn't enjoy yourself at all? Admit it. You got a great deal of money for 10 min of work, and you enjoyed every second of it." I did have to admit that, but I felt so degraded. "I thought you respected me. I thought we were friends. I respected you. I don't know what to think now." I didn't realize how much this was affecting me. I am not an emotional person. When my father passed away two years ago, I didn't shed a tear. Yet here I was really close to tears, and over a WOMAN. I could go out tonight, pick up four women, take them home and have sex all night. How did this one affect me so much? In her ever calm and soothing voice, she replied, "We ARE friends. I DO respect you. That's why I chose you. You felt how tight my pussy was. How many men do you think gain access to that?" She had a point, I thought. "We can stop now." She said. Although the look in her eye said that I would be unhappy if we did. How was she doing this to me? Everything she said was logical. She had played no tricks on me. It was me that had jumped to conclusions. Was she really that ingenious? Was she really that manipulative? Was I really that naive? I had never had so much doubt about one person. I had never had so much doubt about myself. Just being near her caused me to lose all my senses. All I wanted to do was make her happy. Even at the cost of my aching groin. "No" I replied, "I did enjoy getting you off. Now that I understand the 'rules', I'll know how to 'play the game'. I was caught by surprise last week." She smiled her beautiful smile and asked me to lie on my back. She then lowered herself onto my face. I, again, revelled in her scent and the chance to please this magnificent woman. She began to ride my face gently. My tongue could barely keep up. This time I snuck a finger into her ass. She squealed her delight. Occasionally she would grind down on my face or use my nose to stimulate her cli, but, for the most part, I worked my tongue and fingers as fast as I could. Again, my cock was rock hard and desperate to get out. I could feel her climax coming. I quickly finished her off. I thought, maybe, if I moved quickly enough, I could convince her to have sex with me. Maybe the afterglow of her climax would drop her guard. I rolled her over onto her back and moved between her legs. I almost had my cock free before she slipped away, and said, "Uh uh. That wasn't our arrangement." Again, I had been left denied. Again the frustration and anger began to build. This time I wasn't shocked, so it ebbed quickly. As I looked for my keys, I found another $100 bill, I decided I might as well take advantage of the situation. To be continued ... How I Got Even with My Boss Ch. 03 Personally, I love creating suspense; hence, the short chapters. Maybe that's why I'm called SadisticAngel. I promise there is a reason for every detail; even though I didn't know it at the time. These characters started writing their own lines. Enjoy! ***** Karen was sly. I never did figure out when she put the money in my pocket. She would call me into her office at the end of the day once or twice a week. I eventually paid off my overdue bills, and was actually starting to put some money into savings. Each time I went into her office, I would get instantly hard, and each time I would leave with a raging hard on. Sometimes she would allow me to kiss her, and kiss and nibble her neck. Other times, it was straight to business. I always got more enjoyment when she allowed me to kiss her. She was an amazing kiss her. I would always get so lost in the kissing. Every night for over two months, I jerked off to the memories of what I did to Karen in her office. My frustration continued to build. I knew we had an "arrangement", but I was not happy. Fuck the fact that I was making money. I wanted her. Occasionally, I went out on the weekends. I met plenty of women. Many of them much more beautiful than Karen, but none of them were as smart, funny or charming. One night I took a girl home. I don't remember her name. I just remember that she looked like Scarlett Johanssen. We began making out. The kissing was nice. I began to undress her, she had a perfect body. Large breasts, a slender waist, curvy hips, shapely legs and a firm ass. Exactly what I usually look for in a woman. I guided her to her knees and took out my cock. Man, did I need this. As she began to kiss and lick my cock, I saw Karen's face. I placed my hand on the back of the girl's head and began guiding her onto my cock. She was only able to take in about half of me. I moved in and out slowly, then my sex-deprived body took over and I began to force more into her mouth. I began to pump harder. I realized I was being too rough with her and withdrew. I guided her to the bed. I laid her down and began tracing her body with my fingers. When my fingers found her mound, she began to moan. I put one finger inside then two and began to finger fuck her. She wasn't nearly as tight as Karen. I knew then that I would not be satisfied with anyone but Karen. I didn't want to be a dick, so I fingered the girl to orgasm and made an excuse about a headache or an early morning or something and sent her home. I don't remember. As I drifted off to sleep, my dreams were of Karen. I HAD to have HER. I could think of nothing else. She became an obsession. Every time I saw her in the office, my cock would twitch. Every time I heard her laugh, my heart would jump. Every time she flirted with a potential client, I saw red. Who was I? I had never been like this before. Sure I had been in relationships before, but I had NEVER been jealous. On my way home, after one of our "sessions", I stopped by "Mike's Bar". Sam was working the bar again. I sat at the bar. He poured me a double on the rocks, and said, "It can't be same girl, Alex. That was months ago" "Yeah, well, the situation has changed." "Oh? You still seeing her then?" "In a way." I said. Sam just waited. "We have a 'thing' going, but I'm not happy with our current arrangement." "Then do something about it. Have you told her how you feel?" And there it was. How did I feel? This woman had managed to tap into emotions that I didn't know I had. She had managed to make me FEEL things I had never felt before. "No. I don't know how I feel." Sam just smiled a knowing smile, and shook his head. I finished my drink and reached for my wallet. "No way, man. This one's on the house. So are the next five." I chuckled as I remembered how I left the last time I came in here. Well, I wasn't familiar with all of the emotions I had been experiencing recently, but I did know one. Lust. If that was an emotion or feeling, that was the one that was driving me to hatch my plan. The next time Karen called me into her office, our "arrangement'" was going to change. Three days later, I was working late, when Karen called me into her office. Finally! It was perfect! Everyone else had already gone home. It was just us. I went into her office, and secretly locked the door behind me. She was wearing a skirt again. Even better. My cock was rock hard. I walked towards her and began to kiss her. She started to move away, but I held her into place. She tried to dominate the situation by kissing me passionately. It was like the first time again. I moaned into her mouth, and moved between her legs. She pushed back at me. I didn't move. To keep her in place, I deepened the kiss and wrapped my strong arms around her. She brought her arms up and pushed against my chest. She broke the kiss and said, "What are you doing?" "I'm changing our arrangement", I growled. Fire went through her eyes. I attacked her neck. She struggled against me as she struggled against the sensations I was giving her. While keeping her in place with one arm, I began unbuttoning her blouse. She tried to push my hands away. As strong as she was, I was stronger. This actually proved to be a pretty difficult battle. My adrenaline kicked in and my lust overtook me. I ripped off her blouse and bra. Her tits were beautiful. I began mouthing them. She was pushing at my head and kicking out, but I was safe between her legs. I then ripped her skirt off, and she screamed. I asked, "What? It's not like I haven't seen you before? Besides, no one is here. Make all the noise you want." I would have been surprised at how much of an asshole I was being had she not slapped me hard across the face. That just made my lust stronger, and all I could think about was the conquest. She was pissed. I was going to lose my job. I didn't care. I was going to have her. I reached for my pants. At last my cock sprung free. After months of torture, I swear it had gotten bigger. Her eyes bugged out at the sight of it. She began to struggle again, and punched me in the stomach. It hurt, but my adrenaline was still going. I grabbed her and pulled her to the end of the desk. "What the fuck do you think you're doing?!?" She screamed. I covered her scream with my mouth as I lined my cock up with her pussy. I tried to push in all the way, but it was a tight fit. I had to move in and out a few times before I could work my way all the way in. Jesus Christ! She was tight! I felt the head hit her cervix. Holy shit! I was going to cum fast. I started to take it slowly, but I couldn't. I began to piston in and out rapidly, and came within two minutes. I collapsed on top of her. Keeping her pinned until I regained my breath and strength. I wasn't done. My cock began to stir again. I slowly moved inside her until I was hard. If looks could kill, I would have been dead. She was shooting daggers at me. I pulled out of her, turned her around and bent her over the desk. She had a tattoo of a scorpion on her right hip. Damn, that was sexy. I kicked her legs apart and entered her from behind. Holy Jesus! Her pussy gripped my cock like it had been made for it. Well, actually like it had been made for a cock that was about two sizes smaller. I tried to go slow to enjoy it, but it felt too good. I ended up ramming her. Driving her into the desk. I knew she was going to have bruises. I knew I was hurting her. Again, I didn't care. This felt amazing. SHE felt amazing. I needed her. She was breathing heavily and grunting. I felt her pussy begin to spasm around my cock. It actually hurt, it was so tight. Unbelievable! She had just had an orgasm! I felt my own orgasm begin to build. I grabbed her hair, yanked her head up and bit her neck. This time purposely breaking the skin. Pounding until I came ... hard. "You are mine" I declared. We both collapsed on the floor. Me ... from exhaustion and delight. Her from ... I wasn't sure. I waited for the verbal assault, or to be slapped, punched, or kicked. It never came. As I regained my senses, I realized I had just raped my boss. My career was over. I quickly got dressed and left. I didn't dare look back. I couldn't bear to see the anger, shame or whatever else was on her face. To be concluded ... How I Got Even with My Boss Ch. 04 I had a hard time deciding on which category to put this chapter under, but ultimately decided to stick with same category for the entire story. Endings are always hard to write, and often change as the story progresses. Alex and Karen had their own ideas for what should happen. I hope you enjoy reading this as much as I did writing it :) ***** All the way home I thought, "Oh my God! What have I done? I just raped my boss!" It was the most amazing sex I had ever had, but she was an unwilling participant. My life is over. I came inside her. If she goes to the police, I'm going to jail. That was the stupidest thing I have EVER done! I'm finished. Should I start packing? Should I move to a different state? I didn't know what to do. I paced the apartment as I replayed the events over and over in my mind. The sex was amazing. Thoughts of Karen danced through my head. Her eyes, her smile, her legs, her pussy ... how it tasted, smelled and felt. I couldn't imagine not spending the rest of my life with her. Holy fuck! Why hadn't I realized it sooner? I was in love with her. The leaping heart. The jealousy. These were new feelings for me, because love was a new emotion for me. I had completely fucked up. I had raped the woman I loved, and completely destroyed any chance I had of being with her. What was I going to do? I couldn't talk to anyone about this. Not even Sam. Could she possibly forgive me? Who was I kidding? I had fucked up everything! I didn't even bother going to work the next day. I knew I would be fired, if not arrested. I waited for the knocking on the door. I waited for the police to arrive. They never came. I searched the want ads. There were no jobs available in my line of work, not that I could apply for any of them. I had completely ruined any chance of getting a good reference. The only job that I could possibly get hired to do was stripping. I didn't need a reference for that. That afternoon, I received an email from Karen. I was nervous as hell. I didn't want to open it. Was it a letter of termination? Oh God! What had I done? After about an hour, and four shots of whiskey, I worked up the nerve to open it: ***** Dear Alex, I hope you are feeling well. I was surprised that you were a no show for work today. As you know, the policy is that you give notice if you are going to be absent from work. I do not wish to tarnish your record by giving you a formal reprimand. Please contact me by the end of the day, so that I know that you are ok. It is important to me that all of my employees are in good health. Sincerely, Karen ****** Once again, this woman had thrown me a curve ball. I had not only feared for my job, but my freedom. I had done the worst thing a man could do to a woman, and she sends me an email asking me if I'M OK. This woman was a marvel. ****** Dear Karen, I felt horrible last night, and did not sleep well. When I awoke this morning, I was not feeling well enough to come into work. I apologize for not contacting you. I was unsure if I should contact you. I have never taken a day off. I didn't know the procedure. Sincerely, Alex ******* There. I think I implied what was going through my mind and, should anyone else read it, they would simply think I was talking about being sick. Several hours later I received the following email on my personal account: ****** Meet me at my house at 7 pm Address attached with google map ****** Whoa! I was not expecting that! How can my life have changed so much in just 24 hours? From being worried about losing my job or going to jail to being invited to her house. Was this a trap? Was she going to have the police there to watch me be arrested? I didn't know what to expect. Was it going to be a romantic interlude? Was she going to try to reinstate her rules? Were we just going to talk? Was she going get even with me for yesterday? I was prepared for anything, and I deserved whatever she gave me. I was in love with her, and I would accept whatever decision she made. Remembering her scent, I stopped by the flower shop on the way to her house and picked out a dozen red roses. I arrived at her home at 6:55. I was nervous. I didn't know what to expect, but I was going to bare my heart and hope she didn't crush it. My pulse was racing as I walked to the door and rang the doorbell. She opened the door in a sheer robe. I could see the bruises on her neck and hips that I had left. My cock and heart reacted immediately. She invited me in, accepted the flowers, gave me a kiss on the cheek and went to find a vase. There was a hint of roses lingering in the house, yet not from the ones I gave her. I began to speak, "Karen, I can't believe you invited me here after what I did to you last night. I am so sor-" She put a finger to my lips and said, "Don't. I have something to show you." She guided me over to the couch, and turned on the TV. She then started a DVD of a cage fight. Yet another surprise. This woman was into fighting, too! I started to watch the fights. The first one was of a couple of middleweights. It was a good fight. Short, but good. The surprises with this woman never cease. The next fight was of two women. My first thought was, "Hot". Then I looked closer. One of them was Karen! "You were a cage fighter?!?!" I exclaimed. She simply smiled and said, "Just watch". The other woman looked to be twice her size. I was mesmerized. My Karen. A cage fighter. When the bell rang, the fighters came out and touched gloves. Karen calmly walked around, eyeing her opponent. Her opponent looked very confident and arrogant. She must have thought that her size would either intimidate Karen or be to her advantage. Karen threw a couple of fake jabs and kicks. I knew immediately what she was doing. She was opening up the other woman's defenses. Karen then "appeared" to drop her guard. Tempting her opponent to attempt an attack. She got what she wanted. The other woman came at her with a powerful cross. Karen dodged the attack, and went in to clench her opponent around the waist and took her down to the ground. The crowd exploded. She was in her opponent's guard. Again, this was no challenge for Karen. She tantalized her opponent with her arm causing her opponent to attempt a triangle. Karen knew this is what she would do. She quickly tossed the woman's leg aside moved into side mount, then used her shoulder in the woman's neck to distract her as she got into a full mount position. What happened after that was a blur of punches and elbows, and it was over in less than a minute. I just sat there with my mouth open. I blinked and looked at Karen in a whole new light. She just sat there with a knowing smile, then turned off the TV. She then moved to her kitchen table, sat on it and said, "Now come at me like you did last night". Guilt built up in my stomach and my heart ached. My eyes began to water up. She looked at me with her kind eyes, "No, no, no. Don't feel bad. Seriously. I mean it. Come at me." I moved in to kiss her. She kissed me passionately, demanding. That was all I needed. I lost all my senses again. She tore my shirt off. I went to remove her robe, and she stopped my hands. I tried to force it, but she kept slipping under them and I couldn't get to it. I tried to move between her legs, and she snapped them shut. I went to pry them open. She quickly snaked one around the back of my knee and before I knew it, I was on my back on the floor with her sitting on my face. Happy to please her, I went to work. I tried to shift her off me, so I could flip her on her back. She wouldn't budge. Deciding she wanted to play, I used my strength, planted my feet and began to shift upward. She spun around and pinned my hips. She was lightning quick. Again, she had amazed me. She rode my face to climax. As she was coming down, I realized that she allowed me to "rape" her last night. She could have demolished me at any moment during my assault. Puzzled, I sat up and just looked at her. She propped herself up on her elbow and said, "If you had waited around long enough last night, I would've said, 'It's about damn time!' " "What?!?! Why did you let me think I was raping you?" "You want the truth, Alex? The whole truth?" "Yes! Please! I've been in turmoil for months!" She flashed that smile. "From the moment I interviewed you, I knew I wanted you. Not as a 'boy toy', but for keeps. I also knew that women would just throw themselves at you. If I had done that, you would never have fallen for me. The only way I could make you mine was to 'dominate' you, so to speak. To make you think of me, and only me. I had to take every other woman off your mind. I had to make myself your obsession. First, you needed to want me. Then you needed to think you could have me, but couldn't. Then you needed to taste me, but be denied. Until it drove you to desperate measures. Once you had lost all control around me, then you would be mine. Now, it's my turn to be vulnerable. Did it work?" I had planned to bare my heart to this woman. She had laid a trap for me from the moment she had met me. She had manipulated me the entire time, yet she never once lied. I scooped her into my arms, and began to carry her into the bedroom. I started to ask her which direction to go; then noticed a trail of rose petals, and began to follow them. They led me straight to the bedroom; which was lit with candles. I laid her down gently on the bed. I began passionately kissing her. Then I went to her neck; licking and nibbling. Her nipples became hard. I toyed with them with my thumbs. My fingers began to enter her. I slowly worked my fingers in and out of her until my cock was aching. She sat up, unbuttoned my pants and helped me out of the rest of my clothes. She then softly kissed the head of my cock. Good Lord! I just realized she hadn't done this, yet. If she was half as good at this as everything else ... She slowly took the head into her mouth and began to flick her tongue across the tip ... yep. I was in heaven. Slowly, torturously, she began to take more and more of my cock into her mouth. She moved her head up and down on the shaft. I was really close to cumming. She then stuck it all the way down her throat and began to hum. I grabbed the back of her head and began to fuck her mouth. I soon erupted in her mouth. She swallowed every drop. "I love you, Karen" "I love you too, Alex" We began to kiss some more. Our hands exploring each others bodies. I was surprised at how quickly I regained my stiffness. I slowly entered her. She was still magnificently tight. This time, she wrapped her legs around me, and rocked with me. I couldn't believe that it could be better than the last time. I was able to take it slow this time, as I knew that this would not be the last, and that we had all night. I brought her to two more climaxes before I felt my own begin to build. I began to move more quickly inside of her. She felt so wonderful. This time we climaxed together. As she bit down on my neck, she said, "You are mine."