by R L Singer
Swapped With The Boss
Mia stormed inside Jason Masters’ office, closely followed by his personal assistant who was unable to stop her from going in.
“You are not doing this!” she shouted. “You are not postponing the signing of the agreement, once more.”
The man let out a loud sigh, looking at his flustered assistant.
“It’s alright, Miss Spencer. I’ll see Miss Johnson.”
He dismissed her, before leaning back in his chair and looking at the furious redhead standing in front of him. The woman was amazingly beautiful, to the point he couldn’t stop thinking about her since the moment he had met her three months ago when she started working at his company. She was a natural leader and it took her nothing to become the leader of the factory workers.
She convinced them they deserved better wages, better schedules and better work conditions. She had been able to convince him as well and if he had been delaying the signing of the collective agreement was only because of her. He wanted to keep seeing her, to keep arguing with her. There was nothing more beautiful than the fire of passion shining in her emerald green eyes.
“And how do you plan on making me?” he teased her, crossing his fingers in his chest.
“You have no idea who you’re playing with,” she shot at him, resting her hands on his desk as she locked her eyes on his. “So far, I’ve been nice to you, because you looked like a reasonable man but, if you postpone this again, I’ll make your life a living hell.”
“I don’t do well with threats,” he warned her, still smiling.
“Good, because this is not a threat. This is a promise,” she warned him.
He jumped up from his chair, forcing her to straighten up.
“Go on… I would like to hear the consequences,” he challenged her, feeling the rush of arousal traveling through his whole body.
She snorted, furious.
“What’s the matter with you? Why are you backing up again?” she protested instead of answering his question.
“I believe there are a few things we should discuss a bit more,” he replied, walking from behind his desk to meet her face to face.
“Every damn point on this contract has been discussed to the point of exhaustion,” she said, waving the document she held in her hands.
“I’m sure there are things we can change,” he insisted with a mischievous smile on his face.
“No, it’s perfect the way it is and you’ll sign it one way or the other,” she replied, stamping the
contract against his chest.
“Again… how do you plan on forcing me?” he asked, still smiling, wishing he could pull her into his arms and sweep the floor off her feet with a deep passionate kiss.
“By taking your place,” she said, making him frown.
Mia almost laughed at the expression on his face. She usually didn’t need to get to this point, but it wasn’t the first time she had done it. With her gift, she had decided to help people get better lives. Mia knew she couldn’t change the whole world, but she could make a lot of people’s life much better.
So, she went from company to company to see where she could help improving the workers work conditions and getting them better wages. Normally, her convincing powers were enough to get what she wanted, but she had to resort to this a couple of other times, though she hadn’t thought she would have to do it with Jason Masters. Despite his arrogance and narcissism, he had seemed to be a good man. Until this morning, when she received the message he wasn’t signing the collective agreement after all. He chuckled with disbelief.
“What the hell are you talking about?” he asked.
“This.”
She snapped her fingers in front of his face. An explosion of light blinded him for a few seconds as he felt as if he was leaving his body, pulled out by some strange force. When the light finally faded, he looked around feeling disoriented.
“What the hell…” he started saying, just to stop, frozen with the sound of the voice coming out of his mouth.
He looked around and almost passed out when he saw his body staring back at him with an amused smile on the face. He ran out to the bathroom and let off a scream of outrage.
“What have you done?” he snarled.
She had followed him and was leaning against the door frame.
“Taking your place.”
“How did you this?” he asked, having trouble to believe his eyes.
“Let’s say I have some special gifts. You should have paid attention to my words,” she replied, walking in and standing next to him in front of the mirror. “I have to admit this is the best looking body I’ve ever moved to,” she added, with a naughty grin.
He looked at her, shaking his head in disbelief.
“How long will you keep this charade?” he asked, feeling a bit outraged.
“Not long. The spell lasts three days,” she informed, running her fingers through her new short, dark hair.
“What am I supposed to do during these days?” he ranted, walking towards her, trying to tower her, but in her petite frame, that was quite impossible.
She turned the cards on him, cornering him against the counter.
“After we sign the agreement, you can take a few days off. I’ll call in sick,” she suggested.
“I won’t sign the agreement,” he warned her.
“Good thing I thought of that possibility and took care of it before I came here.”
Mia was having more fun than she should. These swaps usually felt horrible and quite disgusting, but this time, things were different. She was in fact, quite aroused, and she could feel her new cock pressing against her pants.
That could only mean he was attracted to her, probably as much as she was to him. Being enemies hadn’t done much to put off the fire she felt the first time they met. She still wanted him and not even being in his body had changed that. Though it felt a bit strange being aroused by her own body.
“I’ll go out and tell everyone what you just did,” he threatened her, though he knew it was futile.
She laughed and leaned over until her lips were just inches away from his.
“No one would believe you.”
Unable to resist those full lips, she leaned even more and grazed her lips over his, in what intended to be a sweet kiss. But he wrapped her neck and pulled her closer, opening his mouth and deepening the kiss. Taking advantage of it, she slid her tongue deep into his mouth, exploring every inch of it, making sure none was left untouched.
Her hands instinctively reached for his sides and slid up until she found his big, round breasts, cupping them over the thin fabric of the white shirt she was wearing, ripping a muffled moan from his lips. She finally left his lips to allow some air into their lungs. But her lips never left his skin, kissing and nibbling his cheeks on her way to his earlobes. She knew just how sensitive they were.
“Oh, god…” he mumbled, tilting his head to give her full access to her.
A surge of passion rushed through her body and suddenly she wanted more, so much more. Picking him in her arms, she sat him on the counter, making him spread his legs to fit her.
“What are we doing?” he managed to mumble.
“What we should have done three months ago,” she replied in a firm tone, before she kissed him one more time, cradling his face and pushing his body closer to hers.
“Yes… you’re right,” he accepted, sliding her jacket off her broad shoulders and letting it slip to the floor, as he headed to her tie.
“I’m glad we see eye to eye on this matter,”
She nodded, starting to unbutton his blouse as he did the same with her shirt, pulling it out of the skirt’s waistband and sliding it off his shoulders. Soon, he was wearing nothing more than this thin lacy bra, that was one of her favorites but that covered nothing.
Mia cupped his breasts and squeezed them gently before she unhooked the bra and got rid of it too. She wanted to feel the warm skin under her fingers and her lips.
So Mia started a fire trail of tiny kisses and nibbles down her neck, towards her breasts, loving the way his breath became heavier and heavier. He was as aroused as she was and that felt pretty much like heaven.
She finished taken off her shirt and pulled his skirt down, along with her tiny thong. Mia had him totally naked in no time, exposed to her eager eyes and hands. Her mouth finally reached his breasts and captured one of his nipples between her lips, pressing gently at first and adding a bit more of pressure as the tip of her tongue swirled around the hard peak. Jason moaned and buried his fingers in her hair, pulling her closer, and with a wicked smile on her lips, she intensified her caresses.
Jason couldn’t believe this was really happening: first, the swapping crap and now this? Miss Prude was actually seducing him, making love to him and taking him closer to paradise than he had ever been. He tilted his head back, moaning as she sweetly tortured his nipples with her hot mouth, while his whole body shuddered with pleasure.
It was funny feeling this aroused by someone on his own body, but though he could see his own body touching and caressing him, he knew it was her inside it and that changed it completely. Every touch, every kiss was pushing him closer to the edge. Jason could actually feel his orgasm building inside him as well as his juices sliding out of his throbbing pussy. The feeling was simply amazing and impossible to compare with anything he had lived in the past.
When Mia slid her hand between his legs and cupped his pussy, he wasn’t able to hold back the moan of sheer pleasure that came out of his lips. Thrilled with his response, she lapped his pussy a couple of times with her fingers before she slid two of them inside his folds, finding his drenched entrance and his engorged clit. Jason was so ready for her. He wondered again what the hell had kept him away from her all this time.
She raised her head from his nipples and claimed his mouth in a hot, passionate kiss ate the same time she thrust two fingers deep inside him and pressed his clit with her thumb. He moaned and squirmed on her embrace, eager for more.
Mia kissed him once more before she returned to his swollen nipples, her finger sliding in and out of him, her thumb sending jolts of pleasure rushing through his whole body. Jason could feel his body tensing up, more and more as the orgasm welling up inside reached unsuspected heights.
She seemed to sense just how close he was, because she hastened her pace, going deeper and faster inside him as her mouth left his nipples and traveled down to capture his aching clit. Feeling her wet tongue on his clit was so mind blowing he came hard. He had never felt anything like that, the pleasure waves that crashed over him, dragged him to a whole new world of sheer bliss.
Jason was still sailing those fantastic waters when he felt her opening her pants and freeing her big, thick cock and replacing her fingers with it. Feeling a man’s cock slowly sliding inside him and his walls stretching to welcome him was breathtaking. When she finally reached the bottom of him and started pounding in and out of him again, his mind was blown once more. It didn’t matter he had come just seconds ago, he was ready once more to join her on the fantastic path to paradise.
But, he totally lost his mind when she reached for his clit and started to play with it, combining the thrusts with the rubs, ripping heartfelt moans from him as she dragged him with her to that incredible turmoil of pleasure. She collapsed over him, both of them breathing hard and still shuddering, as the waves slowly subsided.
“I’m starting to think we’ll have some amazing three days,” she whispered in his ear, as she slid out of him and stepped aside to wash himself.
They could hear his desk phone ringing from there. They were late for the meeting. He chuckled and nodded, still leaning against the mirror on her back, too drained to move.
“We’re late,” he said, glancing at her.
“I know… but it was worth it.”
She gave him a wicked grin as she grabbed a hand towel, wet a part of it and used it to wash his pussy.
“I can do that by myself,” he protested.
She silenced him with a kiss.
“I know, but I want to do it,” she finished what she was doing and helped him got down from the counter and put on his clothes.
“Will you join me at the meeting?” she asked him when he got ready.
“Yes, if you want me to,” he nodded.
“Will you cause me trouble?” she asked him with a scowl.
“No…I never intended to delay the signing of the contract. I just wanted to see you again before the signature,” he confessed.
“Why didn’t you just tell me so?” she asked him, puzzled.
“I thought you would say no. After all, I was the enemy, right?” he replied, with a self-deprecating smile.
“Not sure about that,” she admitted, as they left his bathroom and headed to the conference room where the directors and the workers’ representatives were already waiting.
Mia had no trouble assuming Jason’s place. She took a seat at the top of the table and invited him to sit next to her before she started the meeting. It didn’t take them much longer to fix the final details to the contract and have all the parts sign it. Once the meeting was over, she dismissed the attendants and turned to look at Jason.
“My job is done here. Any suggestions for the rest of these three days?” she asked him with a wicked smile.
“Actually, yes. My plane is ready to take me to France. A friend of mine invited me to stay at his cabin near the Loire. He thought I could use some rest,” he explained with a naughty smile.
“Oh, I see.”
She felt a bit flustered with his answer. Mia really had expected him to want to spend time with her. It seemed she was wrong.
“I guess I can give you a letter authorizing you to use the plane. I’m afraid I wasn’t thinking straight when I cast the spell,” she mumbled, squeezing her hands into fists to prevent them from wriggling.
He chuckled.
“I won’t need it since you’ll be coming with me,” he replied, getting up and walking to where she was standing. “Don’t you think it’s a great plan for us to spend a few days in France?” he asked, with a wicked grin.
“You don’t have to take me with you,” she replied, feeling he was proposing out of some sort of obligation.
“I know… but I want to,” he assured her, taking her hand and dragging her after him. “We just need to get my suitcase and we can leave,” he informed as he took her straight to his office, walking by a very surprised Miss Spencer. Once in his office, he gathered all his things.
“When we leave, please remember Miss Spencer I’ll be back in a week,” he warned her.
She chuckled but nodded. They left the office and after picking up some clothes at her place, they headed straight to the airport. In less than an hour, they were flying towards France and their final destination, Nantes.
“We’ll be landing in approximately one hour,” he informed her when the plane reached cruiser height.
“Just enough time.”
“For what?” she asked him, puzzled, as he got up and stretched his hand to her.
“For some fun in the back of the plane,” he explained as she put her hand in his.
“That sounds like a good plan.”
She nodded as she followed him. There was a small bedroom on the back of the aircraft, filled with a bed, and practically nothing else. He quickly took off his clothes and jumped over the bed, inviting her to follow him, in a provocative position. She chuckled as she started to take off her clothes.
“You make a very naughty woman, did you know that?” she teased him.
He laughed out loud.
“I’m not sure how to take that.”
“It’s meant as a compliment,” she assured him as she crawled into bed, grabbing his feet and making him spread his legs wide.
“Then, thank you,” he said, nodding, leaning against the pillows waiting for her next move.
She picked one of his feet and massaged it a little before she sta
rted to kiss it, drawing a trail of kisses up to his knee, then stopping and doing the same thing with his other leg, until she reached his aching pussy. It was a good thing she had waxed a couple of days ago and his skin was still smooth and hairless. With the tip of his finger, she lapped his pussy a couple of times, just before she spread his folds, exposing his dripping pussy.
“You’re so ready for me, aren’t you?” she asked him, her voice huskier than usual.
Her cock was so hard, she wasn’t sure she would be able to hold on long.
“Yes…” he moaned, as she leaned over and licked the fluids out of his entrance, relishing on his bittersweet flavor.
