Dirty Boss

by Mia Ford

  She’s ready to be taken, but something’s holding me back. Maybe it’s her age? Or the fact that she’s a virgin. Either way, I know that I’ll take her, I just need to bide a little more time.

  I remove her panties and hold them to my nose; I can still feel a slight dampness as I inhale the smell of her come.

  “It smells like nectar from the gods,” I rub her damp panties over my face.

  “I am glad you approve of my..”

  I inhale her panties while keeping my gaze fixed on her; she had to wipe them on herself after she came. Yesterday, her panties didn’t smell as sweet as this did today. No, this is a different scent. One that tells me that she’s ready for me to take her. Yesterday, I was trying to ma

  “That’s all; you can get back to work now, and close the door on your way out.”

  She needs to fucking leave, before I loose control and take her over my desk. I watch her pull the door close, I pick up the dildo and run my tongue against it. I can taste her juices and immediately I start thinking about her sweet pussy. I bet it tastes just as sweet. I can picture her with one foot on the toilet seat as she spreads her pussy with the tip of the dildo in her wet cunt.

  My cock is getting hard at the thought of the dildo sliding into her wet pussy, I unzip my pants and grip my cock. I grab the aromatic panties and wrap them around my cock as I slowly stroke myself. I picture the dampness of her panties on my cock, and the juices from her wet pussy as they run down me.

  I start to raise my hips in my chair as I mentally fuck her come soaked panties, my cock hard and throbbing in my grip. I stroke myself harder and faster, my cock is aching as I imagine her cunt being rammed by the dildo.

  I imagine her hand shoving the dildo deep into her cunt as she rips open her blouse and slides her hand inside her bra, her fingers grab her nipple and tease it as her pussy gets wetter and wetter, the dildo sliding deep into her and stimulating the far depths of her sex.

  I stand and let my pants slip to the floor, my cock firmly inserted into her moist panties, I rest my hand on the desk as I thrust my hand up and down my huge cock. I look towards the door and see no sign of movement.

  I grab the dildo and turn it on, the vibrations filling my hand as I hold it against my balls. The dildo sparks the fire inside my balls and the base of my cock. I tighten my grip and stroke myself harder, the smell of Isobel’s come filling the air.

  I think of her cunt wrapped around my cock, the heat increasing as her body is about to explode, the dildo shaking the come inside my balls, and shocks flying to the base of my stomach. Then my legs tremble as my body begins to send spasms of pleasure flooding through my body.

  Her cunt must have been filled with vibrations, and just a hum from the dildo which fills her pussy; her orgasm building deep inside her. She wants to moan, yet bites her finger to prevent the scream. Her body convulses as her cunt lets go and her juices are quickly wiped by her panties as per my request.

  My body is about to let itself go, I take the panties and lay them on my desk, I stroke my cock faster and faster. My hot come shoots from the tip of my cock and lands on her silky panties, and our come joins and becomes one.

  Oh, yeah!

  Isobel

  I look at the clock and see it’s almost lunch time. Jean comes around the corner with a couple of other girls and heads towards my desk. Shoot, I promised her that I would come to her desk to grab her for lunch. Or was that yesterday?

  I nod my head to myself. It was yesterday. Christian made me come so many times yesterday. More than I ever thought was possible. I just kept going into his office and at a touch of a button, he would make me come. Today, I had control to do it myself. I was shocked that he sent me another gift, but this time he didn’t want to see me come. He just wanted me to talk to him about it.

  “Earth to Isobel.”

  I shake my head as Jean’s talking to me, and I’m not responding.

  “I asked if you’re coming today. Are you sure that you’re okay?”

  She comes closer towards me, “Is he working you too hard? It’s just that yesterday you couldn’t even sit down properly and he kept asking you to go into his office.”

  I need to find a way to fob her off and tell her that everything’s okay.

  “Sure, everything’s fine. It’s just that I miss home. Anyway, I’m coming.”

  “So, what do you fancy today, junk food or something a little healthier?”

  “I fancy that Mexican place, they do a wicked salad.”

  I say as I grab my purse and we start walking towards the elevator. I don’t even want to know what he’s doing in his office. Or I might be tempted just to stay and see if today’s the day that he touches me. He must want to take it now. I’m dying to give it to him.

  “Healthy it is then,” Jean replies checking her cell, but then as we head into the elevator, she stops.

  We walk a couple of blocks, and it doesn’t take long for us to arrive at Canelo’s. We squeeze into the seat; then I remember I have no panties on and my skirt may reveal this to the girls. I start to feel wary, wondering if they’ll know. It’s one thing not wearing panties and messing around with your boss. Another not to be wearing them and having lunch with the girls.

  “Isobel?” Amanda asks as she places her dark hair into a bun.

  I’m looking at the menu, but not at the food, just the prices. I’m still on a budget. Thank goodness the end of the month is soon and then I’ll be able to splash out because I’ll be paid in a few days time.

  “Yes,” I say as I raise an eyebrow knowing that she’s not going to ask me about what I’m going to order. Most likely she’ll want to know something about Christian. They must be curious about our working relationship, especially because Jean mentioned about me going into his office so many times yesterday.

  “What we want to know is, has Christian, the leech of a boss tried anything on with you?” she asks leaning forward on the table.

  “Nah, he hasn’t even so much as looked at me that way,” I reply as I lie through my teeth and pull my skirt down to cover my legs. God! If they knew that I don’t have any panties on then, they would know that it’s a lie.

  “Well we were just wondering, he’s a bit of a player, and from what we hear a bit of a dirty fucker,” Jean says grinning. “Yeah, you haven’t noticed, but we’ve seen the way he looks at you. He turns his head and glances in your direction on quite a few occasions,” Jean’s glancing at me with her dark eyes waiting for a reaction.

  I’m trying to get it together. Right now, I wish that I hadn’t come to lunch, this conversation's too close for comfort. They’ve noticed the way that he looks at me! That’s a giveaway, the must know. Shoot, I hope that none of them heard me in the bathroom earlier. I wonder if that’s the reason for them asking about him.

  “I’ll watch him and see if I notice him looking at me or if he says anything to insinuate anything.” I’m trying to act innocent. I can’t let them know that for the last few days he’s been making me come to the office with no panties, just so that I can give him my v-card.

  “He’s a real ladies man, he beds anything he wants, and I mean anything,” Amanda says as she glances at the menu. I hate Amanda because I feel as if she’s mocking me. I thought that I was different and he was taking an interest in me because he’s attracted to me. As she moves her bangs away from her eyes and stares at me, she makes me feel as if I’m a fool to think that I’m anything but another one of his victims. I’ve done it again, I’ve fallen for another man who just wants me for my body.

  “Hey, girl, what you thinking about? You're miles away,” Jean says as she snaps her fingers in front of my face.

  “Sorry,” I shake my head thinking that I wish I had my panties. At least if I could go to the bathroom and put it on, then I wouldn’t be feeling so guilty about lying through my teeth. “Nothing, I was just daydreaming, I just drifted off.”

  “Are you thinking of the boss and his huge cock, eh, are you?” Amanda asks
laughing as she picks up the menu and winks at me.

  “No, not at all, it’s nothing,” I can’t let them think that I’m that type of girl. I’m innocent. I’m still a virgin; I bet none of them are?

  “Well, we know he doesn’t mix business with his deep dark pleasures that’s for sure, he has never made advances to any of the girls at work,” Jean comments as she chews her gum.

  She doesn’t know what a relief it is to hear that. It means that I’m special and he’s going against his rules to be with me.

  “Yep, and there have been some real lookers, who are fine with a capital ‘F,’ just take me for example,” Amanda says as she runs her hand down her body, “I could teach him a thing or two if he ever came my way,” she adds laughing and I want to leave right now. I don’t want her anywhere near him.

  What am I thinking?

  I’m not dating my boss, and all I can think about is sleeping with him. I’m acting as if he’s mine, but by the sound of things he’s no ones. Especially not mine. He’s just a guy that likes going around and sleeping with women. Just like Leo.

  “Seriously though, you would let us know if he broke his rule, and tried to seduce you? After all, we’re all friends,” Jeans says as she frowns, but I wonder if we’re friends or she’s just looking for gossip.

  “Yes, of course, you will be the first to know. Promise, girl’s honor and all that,” I reply jokingly as I hold up my hand.

  We continue to chat between ourselves, and the girls make it a point of looking at me when questioning if anything has happened. I may have denied it, yet I’m not sure if they believe me.

  “You sure, he has not tried anything?” Amanda asks as she munches on her lettuce leaf.

  “Same answer as before, I promise you, he has not laid a finger on me at all,” I sip on my fruity shake.

  “I just find it hard to believe in a way, he calls you into his office and closes the door, what goes on in there, with the door closed?” Amanda asks. “Does he have you bent over his desk as he fucks you from the rear?”

  God she knows!

  Or she heard me in his office yesterday because I start to blush as I feel the warmth fills my cheeks and I sit there with my hands on my lap.

  “Amanda, what do you take me for? Oh, my goodness, you know I am not like that,” I say defending myself, I can’t let them know what’s going on. Not until I have sex with Christian until that day I need to keep this quiet. No one can ever know, especially the girls in the office.

  “I’m only messing with ya, just trying to catch you out, maybe you are keeping a dark secret, eh?” she adds as the girls burst into laughter.

  “You’re such a bitch sometimes; you know that,” I reply in a fake, rough voice.

  “Girls just wanna have fun, eh, girls just wanna have fun,” Jean sings badly.

  “Hell Jean, don’t give up the day job, that was terrible!”

  I sit there smiling and think; I’ll have to be careful, it’s obvious the girls are suspicious, and they believe that there’s something going on with Christian and I. Even though he never makes a pass at the girls in the office.

  “Well I’m stuffed,” Jean comments as she wipes her mouth on a serviette.

  “Me too, that was a hell of a lunch.”

  Great now can we make a quick exit?

  I thought that once I told them that nothing’s going on that they would stop going on about Christian, but I can see that they came here on a mission. It wasn’t to have lunch; it was to grill me about my boss.

  “We’ll have to come here again, a good choice if I do say so myself,” Amanda says as she slides her ass from the seat.

  “We can call it our checking on the boss zone. Any updates about Christian, the fuckaholic boss we can discuss here,” Jean says as she follows Amanda.

  “Yep, we can quiz Isobel every other day and see if he has made a pass.

  I slide from my seat and take extra care not to reveal that I’m not wearing panties, that’ll surely give the game away to the girls.

  As we start to walk back to the office, I ponder over what they said. I can feel myself being proud about not revealing the truth to them. Christian has never made a pass at any of the girls, but he looks at me in a different way, has he broken his cardinal rule? Or is it me who has got to him. Do I possess something that makes him want to break his rule and want me as much as I want him? Either way, he’s going to get it, because I’ll keep making sure that I pass all of his tests with flying colors.

  Christian

  I call Isobel knowing that they’ll be no trace of my instructions. I’ve never mixed business with pleasure, this is the first and most likely last time that I’ll ever do this. I’ve come too far now to turn back, but it doesn’t mean that I’m taking any fucking chances.

  “Tonight, make sure that you come back to the office at eight.”

  I don’t believe in small talk, so I just get down to it. I left the office around lunchtime, because I had a meeting. I know that it’s just after five. She may be leaving soon, so I want to grab her before she goes.

  “Where should I go Christian?”

  “To my office. Remember what you did for that dirty cowboy. I want you to do it again, but this time for me. I want to see you come on my desk.”

  “Oh my,” she sighs and I can hear the excitement in her voice.

  “There’s some lingerie in there, I want you to put it on before you leave for the night. Then come back at nine, don’t worry they’ll be a car to pick you up. Just wear the raincoat and the lingerie. Nothing else.”

  Four more hours to go, I’ll just get on with work until then. I keep looking at my watch, waiting for the time to pass. I wish that I’d made it sooner. Then the next thing I know it’s getting to eight, so I sit patiently and excited, I mutter to myself, come on babe, do it for me. I can imagine the smell of her come on my desk as I’m working, running my fingers in her pussy and sniffing my fingers.

  I see on the screen that my office door’s opening, Isobel enters the room and walks towards the computer, I send a message that I can see her, but I’ve turned my video off, tonight’s all about her.

  “Dance for me!”

  I watch as Isobel starts to move, her hands raise above her head as she runs her fingers through her hair, she swivels her hips and turns to face away from the camera.

  I watch excitedly as she lifts off her low-cut top, her breasts falling freely; she’s not wearing a bra. Isobel cups her breasts and pinches her nipples; she leans towards the camera, her nipples look huge on my screen. Her body’s perfect, and she doesn’t even know it.

  I feel my cock twitching as she caresses her breasts and then slowly slides her skirt to the floor, her tiny panties just covering her sweet pussy from my view. Isobel slides her hand inside her panties and mocks me with a fake finger fuck. She licks her finger as if it was my cock in her mouth.

  My pants are bulging, I lean back and unbuckle my belt as I stare at the screen, “Put on the stockings and suspenders,” I type wanting to see more of her in so many different ways.

  I watch as Isobel slowly rolls the stockings up her legs and slides into the suspender belt, the black highlighted by the fairness of her body.

  Isobel leans on my desk and jiggles her fat ass and slaps herself playfully. My cock’s bursting to become free from the confines of my pants. I open the zipper and let my pants fall to the floor, I quickly remove my shirt and lean back into my chair, the cold leather sending an icy chill up my spine.

  My cock’s laying on my belly, and it’s twitching as I keep my eyes fixated on the screen. Isobel climbs onto my desk on all fours and playfully crawls away from the camera. I can see her pussy between her legs, and I grab my cock in appreciation of the view. Isobel looks over her shoulder towards the camera as I see her hand reach between her legs and her finger caresses her pinkness as it moistens. Oh, yeah!

  “Spread your fucking pussy,” I want to see it. I’ve waited so fucking long!

  Is
obel reads the message and lays on her back, her legs raised in the air as she widens them, my cock springs to life and slaps my belly harder than before.

  “Fuck yourself,” I’m like a greedy little teenager, wanting more and not ever getting enough.

  I slowly stroke my cock as Isobel licks her finger and runs it between the lips of her pussy. I can see her eyes close as she becomes taken by the sensations. She grabs at her breast and squeezes as her pink nipples get ever harder.

  ‘Top Drawer,” I type as I caress my bulging cock.

  Isobel lifts her head and reads the message; her hand reaches towards the drawer and removes the dildo. I watch as she turns it on, and slides the tip under the strap of the suspenders. Then she arches her back and runs the dildo up her thigh.

  My aching cock is throbbing; I’m so hard for Isobel. I continue to stroke as she teases her clit and dips the tip of the dildo between the lips of her pussy. Then she slowly slides it a little deeper with each stroke.

  I can hear her breath as she moans and groans as the dildo floods her body with thousands of pulses, fire building up inside her perfect, tight cunt. Isobel spreads her legs wider; I can see her pink lips as they stretch from the dildo she is guiding into herself, her juices making her pussy glisten in the light.

  “Fuck that pussy, ram the dildo all the way,” I fucking growl so loud that I’m not even able to type the words properly. She may be coming, but she’s not the only one.

  Isobel tilts her head and responds to the message; she slides the dildo as far as her pussy will allow, she removes her hands and lets it sit there filling her pussy with a deep-down fire. She grabs her tits and pushes them together, her nipples nearly touching each other as she caresses them. She moans, and I’m fully aroused and ready for her to go all the way.