Conference With the Boss

by Sierra Summers

  Conference with the Boss

  Sierra Summers

  Molly’s tired of waiting for her boss to notice her. During a weekly teleconference, she makes her move, stripping down where only Gabriel can see and touching herself until he’s more than a little hot under the collar.

  Gabriel can’t believe his quiet assistant is such a bad, bad girl. He knows exactly the punishment she needs for interrupting his meeting, and they’re going to have one hell of a time when he gives it to her. That is, if she can handle it…and him.

  CONFERENCE WITH THE BOSS

  Sierra Summers

  Chapter One

  Molly McFannon felt his gaze on her backside as she bent to retrieve the file folder on the floor. Gabriel Meyers, her boss of three years, radiated heat like the sun. She was tired of his hidden stares and accidental bumps into her. It was time he stepped up to the plate and made his move.

  She wondered what he would do if she turned around, dropped to her knees and pulled his cock out of his pants. She’d masturbated often enough, imagining his dick deep in her throat, pumping in and out of her full lips.

  “Molly, I need the Thompson files before the meeting.” His deep voice slithered down her spine and had her shivering.

  “I’ll have them to you in a sec.” She straightened up and looked at him, flashing him a big smile. He flushed slightly and went back into his office.

  She sat back at her desk and pulled up the files. As she printed them out, an evil, twisted thought lodged itself in her brain. She wanted to give Gabriel something he wouldn’t forget. He breathed sex from every pore of his six-foot frame. His short brown hair was always slightly ruffled as if he’d just gotten out of the shower and run his fingers through it. His hazel eyes changed color depending on his mood, going from a dark brown when he was frustrated to a smoldering green when he was playful.

  She had to make a choice. One where she’d either be rejected or fired or she’d have the ride of her life. She rose from her chair, unbuttoning the top three buttons of her dress shirt. Opening her purse, she quickly checked herself in the mirror. After gliding on her favorite strawberry lip gloss, she smiled at herself before closing the compact and tossing it back in her purse.

  “Well, Mr. Gabriel Meyers, you’re in for the time of your life.” She placed the file papers in a neat pile inside a manila folder and strode over to her boss’s office.

  She didn’t bother knocking, just walked slowly to his desk. He was looking intently at his computer screen, a small headset in his ear as the CEO from Japan began talking. The weekly teleconference usually took about thirty minutes and any number of employees could be on the call.

  She slid the folder discreetly in front of him and he mouthed “thank you” before turning his attention back to the screen. Instead of leaving him alone to go over facts and figures, she grabbed one of the leather chairs and scooted it in front of Gabriel’s desk. She sat down, letting the cool leather take away some of the heat wrapping her body.

  He glanced over at her, raising his eyebrow before turning back to his CEO. Molly slid her hand along her neck and down the opening of her blouse. The tops of her breasts were showing and her fingers slowly made patterns across their swell.

  His attention hadn’t left the computer screen so she removed more buttons, exposing her peach lace bra. Her nipples poked against the fragile material. She sighed loudly as her thumbs circled the tight tips.

  “Molly?” he hissed.

  “Mr. Meyers, is there a problem?” the CEO asked.

  “Oh no, sir. Sorry for the interruption.”

  Molly giggled while playing with her plump breasts, squeezing them together, rolling her nipples with her finger and thumb. Now she had her boss’s attention. His eyes darted between the computer screen and her. She released the rest of her shirt buttons, letting the material fall to the sides and exposing her soft creamy skin.

  Gabriel flipped over the first page of the Thompson file and scribbled furiously. Out of range from the webcam, he held up the paper. Take off the bra.

  His written demand made her nipples strain even harder. She licked her lips and with one hand snapped the front closure open. Her tits sprang forward and she cupped her fullness.

  Another sheet of paper, Gabriel writing so fast she thought the paper might catch on fire. Play with your nipples.

  She sucked her first two fingers and gripped her distended tips. Her legs opened of their own volition as she pulled her nipples away from her body, elongating them. They’d never been so fucking hard before. Of course, she’d never masturbated in front of her boss before and it was a complete turn-on. She discovered she loved teasing the hell out of him while he tried to concentrate on his meeting.

  She raised her arms above her head, her large breasts sticking out. She grasped one tit and pulled it up to her mouth. She gave him a wicked grin when she caught him peeking at her out of the corner of his eye and licked across the tip of her nipple.

  “Oh God,” he moaned.

  Again the CEO spoke to him directly. “Meyers, pay attention. This account is worth millions. I can’t afford to have anyone distracted. Is something wrong?”

  “Sorry, Mr. Satou. It seems my lunch may be disagreeing with me.” His face reddened further. Molly hoped it was from pleasure and not anger.

  Another sign went up. More—suck it.

  She wrapped her lips around the hard nub and bit it slightly before suckling it deep. She moved to her other breast, giving Gabriel the same show as the first time. She was so fucking wet, her pussy, her thighs were soaked.

  Gabriel started shuffling through the file papers he’d been writing on as his boss asked him about future plans. He clumsily started speaking about the condition of the Thompson company.

  Molly hated business talk. It was boring and didn’t hold her interest. The only reason she still even worked here was because of the big man sitting across from her.

  She let go of her tits and slid her hands down her skirt until she reached the hem. She slowly drew the black linen up her thighs, exposing her black thigh-high stockings and peach panties. She rubbed the front of her underwear. Her cream covered them, making the material there darker than the rest. Gabriel stumbled over his next few sentences as she dipped a finger inside the wet lace.

  Another sign went up. I want to see that hot pussy.

  Molly slowly rolled down her panties. Letting them pool at her ankles. She allowed her legs to fall to the sides, exposing her clean-shaven cunt. Moving her fingers to her plump lips, she pulled them open, giving Gabriel a complete view of her glistening pussy.

  Taste yourself. His handwriting was barely legible at this point.

  She dipped one finger deep into herself, circling around her warm, wet and heated core. Removing it, she slipped the digit into her mouth, slowly moving it in and out between her lips. Her juices were sweet on her tongue and she went back for more. This time she circled her clit, flicking the tight bud and pinching it lightly.

  She kicked off the panties and threw her legs over each armrest of the chair. Gabriel wiped his brow, his face sweating.

  “Good lord, man, you look like you’re going to pass out.” The CEO’s voice rose slightly and definitely sounded aggravated.

  “Yes, Mr. Satou, it’s a little hot in the office. My apologies.” His eyes darted to Molly sitting with her legs spread wide open for his inspection. She began to run a single finger along her labia, taking her time and loving that her movements were driving her boss fucking mad.

  When his conference call ended, she knew she’d be in some serious trouble and she couldn’t wait for him to take her. Maybe he’d force his rock-hard dick into her mouth, maybe he’d just bend her over and thrus
t hard, fucking her until he creamed inside her. She really didn’t care what he did as long as it resulted in his dick lodging in her aching cunt.

  She licked her lips again as she shoved two fingers into her swollen wet heat. Her thumb made its way to her distended clitoris. The sensations zipped through her while Gabriel couldn’t focus on the screen in front of him. Her pussy began to throb and she thrust deeper into herself. She rocked her hips back and forth, making tiny circles as she propelled her fingers faster.

  She was so close to coming, she bit her lip to keep from crying out. Just as she was about to dive over the edge into orgasmic bliss, another sign popped up.

  Do not come.

  The order hitched her need even higher. She raised an eyebrow at him—could she really stop her orgasm? Her body had never been strung so fucking tight.

  Take your fingers out!

  Ooh, an exclamation point added for emphasis. She didn’t think she could be turned-on any more than she was but his written mandates were driving her mad. She did as he bid but began rubbing her nipples again. Her pussy juice covered her areolas and she spread it over her tits.

  Damn but she needed to feel him fill her up and she needed it soon. How long was his damn call going to take? She never remembered them being so lengthy but then again she’d never set out to seduce him before, though she’d fantasized about it often enough. She was lucky she was so frugal; she’d saved enough money to last her a while if he tossed her out of here on her ass. But it was going to be worth the possibility of losing her job to fuck him. Even if only once.

  She was feverish and decided to fully remove her jacket and blouse. He wasn’t even trying to be discreet. He wasn’t focusing on his call. His gorgeous hazel eyes followed her every move. She stripped out of her skirt, lifting her ass to pull the binding garment off. She reached for the top of her thigh-highs when he shook his head.

  A white sheet of paper appeared again. Keep them on.

  Her smile broadened as her palms glided down her stockings. She stood and turned around, showing him her ass. Wiggling it, she gripped her ass cheeks and pulled them open for him. Would he fuck her in the ass? She hadn’t taken any cocks there but she so wanted to feel the pleasure-pain of being taken.

  “Yes sir, it appears as though everything is going as planned.”

  Molly turned back around, recognizing the end of the teleconference.

  His boss dictated last-minute notes before signing off.

  Gabriel’s hands were shaking as he finally shut the fucking computer down.

  “Don’t move,” he managed to say without stuttering over his words. He sure as hell hadn’t seen this coming.

  His quiet little assistant was fucking sex-on-a-stick and he was going to enjoy every inch of her luscious frame. But not before she received some punishment for driving him up the fucking wall during the meeting with his boss. She’d made him look like a complete imbecile in front of the man and it was going to take some extra work on his part to make up for behaving like such an ass.

  His normally cool self-control had been provoked to its limits and he was going to make the woman pay before he was inside her slick pussy. He sat back and took in her smooth, creamy skin. It was flawless and rounded in all the right places. Her tits were large, much more than a mouthful, and perfect for his dick to slide between.

  First he wanted her to suffer like he’d suffered. So he relaxed, soaking in her flawless figure. Her nipples were puckered and extended. His fingers itched to pinch them until she cried out.

  Her plump pussy made his mouth water and he imagined how she would taste. He was going to take his time and thoroughly enjoy fucking her, driving her as mad as she’d driven him.

  He loosened his tie and the top two buttons of his shirt. “You’re a fucking tease, Molly.”

  “How else was I going to get your attention? Bending over, wearing low-cut blouses, accidentally rubbing against you. You really are clueless.”

  He couldn’t deny his surprise. Sure he’d noticed all those things but he’d assumed they were accidental. His normally quiet assistant never said anything about being attracted to him and he certainly never considered himself oblivious to a woman’s attentions. Did he miss any sexy, seductive glances turned his way?

  No, absolutely not. Molly was beyond beautiful and he would have jumped at the chance to bed her, but he’d never ever thought she wanted him. Now he knew better and with her sitting in front of him naked and spread wide open, he was going to take advantage of every inch of her creamy skin and pink pussy.

  “Get over here, Molly,” he demanded. He didn’t trust himself to stand. She stood, her pink-stained lips smiling as she swung her rounded hips.

  His dick had been hard since the second she sat down. The front of his beige pants sported a dark wet spot from the pre-cum slipping from the head of his cock.

  She stood next to him, one hand on her hip. Oh, she was in for it. It was time she was teased beyond words.

  “You’re going to beg for my cock before this is through.”

  She giggled. “I think you’re the one who will be begging. I’ve waited long enough for you to notice me.”

  He grasped her forearms and yanked her forward. She fell facedown across his lap, her ass right where he needed it.

  “Molly, you have no idea what you’ve unleashed here,” he said as he touched her soft flesh, his palm drifting across her glorious ass.

  She squirmed and he raised his hand and smacked her ass. She yelped and it was his turn to smile.

  “I told you, Molly, you were going to be punished. What’s wrong, can’t you take it?” he asked before landing two more slaps to her bottom.

  “I can take whatever you have to give.”

  “You’re feisty and I love it.” He growled as he moved a finger between her ass cheeks, touching her tight asshole. “Have you ever been fucked here?”

  “No,” she hissed and his dick hardened even more.

  “Good. I’m going to be the one to bust that particular cherry.” He bent forward and licked the surface of her ass. Her skin smelled of vanilla and honeysuckle and tasted just as sweet. His tongue moved up her spine and he dipped a finger between her thighs.

  “Fuck, you’re soaked,” he murmured, removing his finger and tracing a path of wetness down her spine. He licked her juices and she tasted exactly as he thought. “Get on the desk.” His voice was hoarse. The anticipation of eating her out was going to kill him if he didn’t bury his face in her pussy.

  She stood and shoved the folders and other papers off the desk. She scooted onto the smooth surface and placed her high-heeled shoes on the arms of his chair.

  Leaning forward, he blew on her plump lips. Quickly running his tongue along their length and holding back the moan that threatened to escape.

  “How long have you wanted me?” Curiosity nagged at him.

  “From the minute you interviewed me. I went home that night and got off thinking about you.”

  “You are a dirty fucking girl, aren’t you?”

  “I’m anything you want me to be.”

  He dove tongue-first into her hot pussy. Licking up and down, he lapped up as much of her cream as he could. His thumbs pulled her lips open wide and he nipped at her clit. She jumped and moaned as he bit even harder before smoothing his tongue across it. She brought her hands to her knees, gripping them hard, but he would have none of that. He wanted her squirming, begging him for more.

  He stood and ripped off his tie. “Give me your hands.” She obeyed and he wrapped the tie tightly around her wrists, placing them above her head. “You don’t move unless I tell you to move.”

  His need was at a fever-pitch at this point and it took everything he had not to turn into a pure animal and take her without preliminaries.

  She sat back and he dug his fingers into the tops of her thighs and opened her juicy cunt wide again. Zeroing in on her tight little clit, he licked it, blowing across it, eliciting moans. Her thighs quivered
with the need for release but she sure as hell wasn’t going to come any time soon.

  He wrapped his lips around her clit, sucking it deeply in his mouth. She tasted like honey. Gabriel pressed two fingers to her wet pussy. Nipping at the bud and thrusting his fingers inch by inch. She ground down against his hand but he only teased the edge of her swollen pussy. Taking her just to the edge before pulling back.

  After she calmed down a bit, he started all over again. He licked, tugged, bit and nipped, causing her juices to coat his fingers and her moans to get louder.

  He needed her to touch him. Pulling back, he helped her off the desk. “Get on your knees, baby. I want to feel your lips around my cock. Suck me good and I’ll fuck you until you can’t move.”

  Again, she licked those damn perfect pink lips and she dropped to her knees. Opening his belt, she moved on to his button and zipper. Taking her time, her hands still tied in front of her, she let his trousers fall to the floor. She rubbed her face against the front of his boxer-briefs. He grabbed her hair, unable to stand not having her touch.

  “Take out my cock.” His voice barely above a whisper.

  Her hands grabbed the waistband of his briefs and moved them down to his feet. His cock jutted out, the tip covered in pre-cum. He threaded his fingers, clutching her hair and guiding her to his dick.

  Her tongue snaked out, down the length of his shaft, licking slowly along every ridge and valley. His head was an angry red, his shaft was engorged and ready to burst.

  “Open your mouth wide so I can fuck it.”

  She opened wide as he pumped hard into her sweet recesses.

  “You sat there teasing the hell out of me and you’re going to prove just how hot you really are. Suck it all the way to the back of your throat.” He loved the power he felt, pushing himself into her. She was pure fire, her mouth wet and warm. He held the base of his cock. “Lick my sac.”

  She carefully captured one ball in her mouth, pulling it harder, deeper, until she switched to the other. He threw his head back and stroked his dick while she took turns licking and sucking his sac. Her mouth watered and saliva spilled from her lips and slid down her chin, hitting his balls.