****** My Latina Boss ******
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Synopsis: A new manager finds herself under the thumb of one of a secretary.








My name is Randi. I work at a large office where I am part of the
office secretarial pool. I have worked here for the past three years and
not much fun stuff has happened. Just work, work, work for little me. I am
5' 3'' tall and weigh 105 pounds. I am really thin and all my friends
say I am really 100 pounds, and 5 pounds of boobs. They are nice and
shapely and come together really good when I wear a lift bra and low-cut
top.
 
    I was getting kind of bored at work and was looking for something new
when all of a sudden I saw one of the company's new bosses. Actually I
saw her from behind first, and she had a hot ass, the kind I knew I had
to have. Marta Guzman had just transferred from our West Coast division,
and although she was a hot Latina babe, her skin was extra dark from all
the sun exposure she had experienced.
 
    One day I got my courage up and introduced my self. I saw Marta
standing at the coffee stand in our break room, looking a little lost.
 
    "Excuse me, do you need help with that," I said.
 
    "Oh, hi there, yes, I can't get this darned thing to work," Marta
said in a hot Latina accent which made my heart flutter.
 
    "You must be Marta Guzman. My name is Randi."
 
    "Hi Randi, do you think you could offer me a hand?"
 
    "Yes Ms. Guzman, I would be more than happy." "Oh honey, you can
call me Marta. Let all the suits call me Ms. Guzman," she said with a
laugh.
 
    "OK, Marta. Listen, I was wondering if you would like to grab a cup
of coffee after work to discuss any plans you have here that I could be
of assistance," I said, hoping she would say yes.
 
    "That sounds great Randi. Why don't I stop by your desk at around 5
and we can go from there. But, you will have to lead the way as I am new
here and don't know the area too well."
 
    "That will be no problem," I said, knowing full well I wanted her
to say that. My boss had the body of a bombshell. Large boobs, tiny west,
sexy hips and a lovely ass. Her legs were divine. She stood a few inches
taller than me, but I knew I could have her eat out of my hand.
 
    Marta strode over to my desk a few minutes before 5 and asked if I was
ready. I grabbed my purse and we walked out of the building. I told her I
knew of a place a few blocks from here and we could walk. I grabbed her
hand and she did not resist, letting me know she was open to new things.
 
    We had past several coffee houses when Vida asked me where we were
going. "I know of a quite little place where we can talk and not be
disturbed," I said.
 
    Marta followed me as I entered a small coffee shop which was really
much more. Inside was a little place my friend had that she let me use if
I needed it. The room had a bed, a table and a bookshelf full of toys.
 
    We sat down at a small table and both ordered cafe lattes. The table was so
small that we had to sit angle to keep from bumping our knees together. Marta
opened up
her briefcase and pulled out a folder and stated to talk about our
company, when I placed a finger on her lips and asked her to be quiet.
 
    "Marta," I said, still holding my finger on her lips. "I have
noticed that you like to take charge at work, but otherwise you like to
follow, is that correct. Nod your head for yes and shake it for no."
 
    Marta shook her head up and down.
 
    "I have noticed you have a great body, and I want you to do what I
say. Would you like that? Remember, no talking."
 
    Once again Marta shook her head up and down. I removed my finger from
her lips and told her to open her mouth. I inserted my finger and she
began to suck on my finger. At the same time I shifted my position and reached
under the tiny table to lightly stroke her thighs. Shortly there after, the
waitress brought our cafe lattes over and Marta didn't stop.
 
    "Honey, you have been a good girl. Now, let's take our drinks into
the next room for a little privacy." Marta grabbed both drinks and I put
my hand around her waist, drawing her close to me.
 
    I opened the door and let Marta enter before shutting it and hearing
it lock from behind, the waitress using her key to keep the door shut.
 
    "Put the drinks down on the floor in the corner and come to me," I
said. Marta did as I said and returned. "Take off your clothes. Remember,
you can leave anytime you want. Just ask. Until then, you must obey me.
Now, strip."
 
    Marta removed her skirt and revealed that she was wearing a dainty
ping thong which looked great against her dark skin. She took off her linen
blouse and revealed a matching bra. She unhooked her bra and removed her
panties and was standing there naked. I noticed a little pubic hair just
above her pussy lips.
 
    "Get over on the table, I need to shave you."
 
    Marta stepped over and got on the table, laying her hot ass on top and
spreading her legs open. I walked over to the sink and filled a bowl with
hot water. I grabbed some shaving gel and a safety razor and came back.
 
    "Marta, I want you to keep your legs open and not make a sound. Any
movement or sound and I will have to put you in restraints."
 
    I applied the gel to her pussy and she shivered from its coolness. I
dipped the razor in the water and applied it to her skin, and she closed
her legs on instinct. "Marta, I said keep your legs open. Now I have to
restrain you."
 
    I walked away to the shelf of toys and came back with two leather
straps with hoops on either end. I put one hoop on her ankles and the
other on bolts sticking out from the floor under the table. Her legs were
now spread and tied down to the table, unable to move unless Marta moved
her upper torso, which she did upon my next stroke. I had to go back for
two more leather straps and did the same to her wrists as I had done with
her ankles. She now was completed restrained.
 
    I went back to shaving and this time Marta did not move and she did
not make any other sound besides moaning in delight. I wet her down with
water and dried her off with a towel.
 
    "You are a good girl. Now, let's see how you taste."
 
    I got between her legs and let my tongue dance on her inner thighs. I
moved my mouth up to her pussy and found it drippy wet from anticipation.
My tongue darted into her pussy and I was met with a rush of her natural
flavor washing into my mouth. She cooed and aahhed and moaned, but could
not squirm as I brought her to a rolling orgasm.
 
    My face was covered in her cum and I told her to lick my face before
I would kiss her. Marta did her best and washed my face clean. I then
covered her mouth with mine and gave her the best French kiss she ever
had by a girl. I placed my hands on her nipples and started tweaking them
in-between my thumb and finger. I could hear her moaning and knew she was
going to cum again. I lifted off of her and said, "Marta, do you want to
cum again?"
 
    She nodded her head up and down.
 
    "If I let you cum, will you be my pet slave?"
 
    Marta nodded her head up and down frantically. I went back to
kneading her nipples and she came very hard, this time expelling some of
her cum onto the table. I untied her and embraced her. I removed my
clothes and told her to eat me out. She was a marvelous pussy eater and
used her mouth; lips, tongue and fingers to bring me off three times
before I grabbed her black hair and pulled her off my aching pussy. I
told her to lean over the table and wait to get fucked. She did not
hesitate to get over the table and press her boobs into the table,
sticking her ass out for me.
 
    I grabbed a strap-on cock from the shelf and put it around my hips.
Vida was so wet she did not need any lubrication. I centered the cock,
and then rammed it into her pussy. Her back arched back as she was
getting filled with my rubber cock. I thrust it in and out of her, and
grabbed her tits, massaging them and then pulling on her nipples. I told
Vida to grab onto the table with her hands to keep from coming back at
me. Her pussy was still dripping cum when she had her fifth orgasm of the
afternoon.
 
    Afterwards, I pulled out of her and told her to wash the cock with
her tongue. She did this and I took it from her, washing it under water
and replacing it on the shelf. I told Marta to clean me with a washcloth
and then her. She did this and then I told her to hand me her panties and
bra and bend over and grab her ankles. Marta complied without hestation.
 
    I walked back over to the shelf and removed a clear plastic five inch butt
plug. I knew my friend wouldn't care if I borrowed it for a few days. I came
back to Marta and ran the plug up and down her still wet slit. She moaned as I
then pushed it into her pussy, and I moved it in and out, twisting it around
with each thrust. I skillfully brought Marta to the edge of yet another orgasm,
and then stopped. Her pussy responded just as I had hoped; Juice was already
leaking down the tops of her thighs. I then but my hand on her lower back to
steady her, and I touched the juice covered plug against her anal hole. I
pushed and twisted as she grunted with the pain. After a short but intense
effort, the plug broke through
Marta's tight sphincter and sucked in to its base.
 
     After a moment, I told Marta to stand up and put her hands behind her
head. After shuffling her legs to compensate for her now stuffed ass, Marta did
as I told.  I started stroking her lovely breasts, and then moved on to
pinching, tweaking, and tugging on her nipples for a few minutes. They
immediatley swelled, and when I was satisfied with their size, I stopped. By
this time her juices had leaked down more than half the length of her thigh. I
ordered her to get dressed and ready to leave while I put her thong and bra in
my purse. I took a last look at Marta be fore we walked out. He nipples we're
poking tents in her blouse and there was a slight glisten past the hem of her
skirt.
 
    I knocked three times on the door and the waitress unlocked it. As I
stopped to pay for the lattes we never drank, the waitress looked at Marta's
nipples, thighs, and awkward gait with a knowing grin. I grabbed Marta's hand
as we left the coffee house and walked her home and spent the night. I was a
little late the next day, but Marta covered for me. If she didn't, she knew I
would take a paddle to her hot Latina ass.
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