by Jamie Knight
I sucked on her sweet little clit and she wiggled around and ran her hands through my hair.
“Oh, my God, Ashton, that feels so good,” she squealed.
I loved that we didn’t have to be quiet. I loved that I was enjoying her body the way I had made her enjoy mine in the past. I loved her taste, her feel, her scent.
I played with her clit and her nipple while I pushed my tongue inside her pussy hole. Then I returned to teasing her clit with my tongue, tasting her wetness while I made her come.
“Ashton, Ashton, Ashton,” she called out.
I played with her ass hole while she came in my mouth. I sucked her juices out of her. Then I hurried to take off my pants and put on a condom so that I could fuck her and enjoy what I’d denied both of us the pleasure of doing earlier.
She wrapped her arms around me and scratched my back with her nails while I hoisted her onto my lap and plunged my cock into her wet, willing pussy. I kissed her and she didn’t even flinch.
I held onto her hips and her ass while I thrust in and out of her. I didn’t spank her this time, because she was being so good and so eager, and I was so absolutely in love with her.
When I looked down at my cock attacking her pussy, I was overcome with love and lust. I could barely hold back, as she bounced all over my cock and told me she was coming again.
I decided to let go and give into the feeling of unbridled release, since we had limited time, even though I wished this could go on forever.
I shot my cum into the condom inside her and wished that there was no barrier between us. Before long, I wanted to fuck her ass hole. And eventually, her raw, naked pussy. But for now, I enjoyed the feeling of letting loose inside her and I liked how she held onto me and bit my neck while we both came together.
We collapsed onto the couch for a minute and she said, “That was so amazing. I liked it even better than all the kinky stuff.”
She was quick to add, “But I like that too.”
“Ditto, and ditto,” I told her.
Then we both jumped up to put ourselves back together before her mom got back.
“Look, I’m going to work everything out at work and next week I’ll reveal everything,” I told her. “For now, just trust me and believe in me, okay?”
“Okay,” she agreed. “I can do that. And can I tell my mom about you? She’ll kill me when she finds out what I’ve been up to but it will make things better now that she’s met you and knows you care about me.”
“Sure,” I told her. “Just don’t let her convince you to do the smart thing and take things slow or break things off.”
“Of course I won’t,” she laughed.
Right then, her mom came back, tapping lightly on the door and then asking, after she opened it, “Are you kids done talking?”
“Yes, Mama,” Maria said.
Or something like that.
“Do you want to stay and eat?” her mother asked me. “I got some extra eggrolls. And we were in the middle of a riveting episode of La Reina del Sur.”
“Thank you so much, Ms. Herrera, but I’ll leave you two to your bonding time as I know I walked in unannounced. It was such a pleasure to meet you, though, and I look forward to seeing you again.”
“I do as well,” she said, as Maria beamed at me happily.
I meant what I said- I planned to spend a lot more time with Maria in the future, and I assumed that would mean time with her mom, too, which fine with me, as long as Maria and I could be together.
Chapter 14
Maria
St. Patrick’s Day
At two o’clock, Sloane popped her head into my office.
“Can you do me a favor and join us in the main conference room?” she asked, in her typical professional, reserved style. I smiled to myself, thinking how I would have normally felt intimidated or offended, but I knew from what Ashton told me that Sloane had a heart of gold underneath her hard, cold exterior.
Reese, Eileen and Mandy had also told me – over lunch today, where I enjoyed fish and chips with them at Patty’s – that that was just how Sloane was and that it had taken some getting some used to on their parts as well.
“Okay, sure, thanks, Sloane,” I told her, nervous about what awaited me in the conference room.
I had a feeling it wasn’t anything bad, or Ashton would have found a way to tell me. But I still didn’t like not knowing what to expect.
As I walked into the conference room, I realized it was an office party, complete with a green St. Patrick’s Day cake. I walked up to the cake and saw that it said, “Congratulations, your luck paid off.”
I looked at Ashton and then at Reese, both of whom were smiling at me.
“What is this about?” I asked.
“Maria, we’ve got some very good news for you,” Kane announced. “McKenzie Technologies is pleased to offer you a promotion, to the position of partner.”
“Partner?” I asked, looking around in awe.
“Partner,” Ashton said.
“But… I just started,” I protested. “And I don’t have the kind of experience that…”
“Listen, Maria,” Kane said. “I spoke with the law firm clients and they were so impressed with the work you did for them. They signed on whole heartedly to an upgraded service plan after your presentation. And they said they wanted you personally to work with them.”
“Ben and I had been working with them for years, and they barely even know his name,” Ashton added. “You did more for them in a week than he had done in years.”
“So, we got rid of him,” Kane said. “For that, and other reasons.”
With that, Sloane winked at me.
I couldn’t believe it. I had no idea what this meant, but I realized it could only mean good things. Ashton really had come up with a plan that worked out.
“We’ll meet with HR about your salary package,” Ashton said. “But it will come with a significant raise, and full benefits.”
I wanted to faint when I realized what this could mean for my mom. She would be able to get into the trial treatment. I could probably qualify for a loan with my new salary, and maybe I could even negotiate an advance.
“I’d also like to let everyone know that Maria is my girlfriend, and that in just as short of a time as it took for her to impress the clients, she has also won my heart and made me fall in love with her,” Ashton announced.
“Awww,” my new friends sighed, collectively.
HR, however, was not so happy. Colleen, the person who had filled out my intake forms with me, cleared her throat.
“Ashton?” she said. “This is not exactly kosher.”
“Sure it is,” Ashton said. “I’ve heard the spiel many times. Now that Maria and I are equal partners, I’m not doing anything wrong by being with her. She’s not my subordinate.”
He looked at me with a stern glance that I knew meant, but she’s still my Pet.
My panties became drenched just thinking about all the things he could do to me, guilt-free now.
“Good point,” Colleen said, nodding, as if she was just realizing he was right.
He certainly had thought things through.
As everyone gathered around to hug and congratulate me, the newest partner at McKenzie Tech, I still couldn’t believe it. My mom was going to be so impressed. When I had told her, she didn’t approve of me dating my boss so soon after getting a new job, but she had told me she would pray to God that it would all work out. And so we had, then until now, and it had obviously paid off.
Ave Maria, full of grace.
And now I was a partner here, for goodness sake. I made sure to thank Reese profusely as she came up and hugged me.
“It was all thanks to your lucky pendant,” I told her.
“And your lucky number 127,” she agreed. “Congratulations again. And Happy St. Patrick’s Day!”
“Happy St. Patrick’s Day to you, too, my friend who believes so much in luck,” I told her.
“I’m ju
st glad to make a friend who doesn’t think I’m crazy for thinking that way,” she said. “Believe me, everyone gives me such a hard time. It was so nice to find someone who thinks the way I do.”
“Oh, believe me, superstition could be my mother’s middle name, so I got it from her and I’m glad to be among another like-minded person, too.”
Everyone began to eat cake and chat and mingle. While all eyes were finally off me and no one was paying attention, Ashton came up beside me.
“I told you I’d figure it all out,” he said.
“You sure did, Sir,” I told him, with a wink. “And I couldn’t imagine a happier ending.”
“I could,” he said, raising his eyebrows at me seductively.
“Well, that’s true.”
“There has been something I’ve been wanting to do with you,” he said, in a low whisper.
“With me or to me?” I asked him.
“Both,” he said.
“Well, there’s no time like celebrating St. Patrick’s Day and a big promotion to do it,” I said. “Shall we meet in your office after this party?”
“I think I’d like to pick back up where it all started,” he said.
“My office, then?” I asked him.
“Yes,” he said. But then, after a second to reflect, he added, “Actually, I don’t want this to be just an office affair. Maybe we should go out and have a green beer first, to celebrate St. Patrick’s Day?”
“Sounds good to me,” I said, feeling happy and carefree.
“But first, this is your party, and we’re going to celebrate your promotion. I brought a special guest of honor.”
He walked over and opened the door and just then my mother entered the room, with a big smile and an even bigger hug to bestow on me. Everyone said they were happy to meet her, and that they were so proud of all the work I had done for the company already.
“Oh, I know. I’m so proud of you, mija,” she said, looking at me with pure pride radiating from her eyes.
Sloane brought her a piece of cake, and everyone told her how nice it was that she could stop by and how much they enjoyed having me at McKenzie Tech. Even Colleen from the Human Resources department offered her congratulations.
“Mama, I couldn’t have done any of this without your love and support,” I told her, and that was the truth. “I have good news for you. Not only are we going to be able to pay for your past medical treatment and your upcoming trial treatment, but I’m also going to arrange for you to be able to see Tia Juanita for your birthday next month!”
“Really?” she asked, with tears flooding her eyes.
“Really,” I told her. “I’m going to call her and see to it that she is flown out here so she can celebrate it with you.”
“And she can celebrate your big promotion,” Mama added.
“Yeah, that too,” I said, smiling.
“This is all such great news to have happen to us,” she said. “I guess our prayers worked.”
“They sure did, Mama,” I told her.
I looked at my new friends, and of course at Ashton, who was winking at me, and thought about all the fun things we would do together soon in his office- and all the fun things ahead of us with whatever this relationship held down the road. And I then I thought to myself:
It must have been that prayer I prayed to Saint Patrick that really did the trick.
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Reese
He's my boss, and I know I shouldn't, but I just want to follow his every order.
One bad breakup in college and I've had bad luck in love ever since.
In an act of desperation, I say yes to a date with my supervisor.
But my luck gets worse when he tries to put his unwanted hands on me.
In return, I'm about to put the heel of my shoe through his foot.
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I saved her from him and now I want her for myself.
Reese thinks it's a coincidence that I came to her aid.
But I've had my eye on her curves since she first started working for me.
Now she owes me a favor in return.
I want her to be my office pet and follow all my rules.
Such as the one where she's over my knee, so I can spank her.
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I stood there, unsure of what to do or what to say. A voice inside my head told me to go home and forget that tonight had ever happened, but I was too curious and way too horny to walk away.
I turned back towards Kane. He crossed his arms and widened his stance. I glanced down at his crotch.
Oh, my.
The bulge I saw there was significant, and my mouth watered along with my pussy.
He cleared his throat, and I glanced up, meeting his eyes.
“You think you’re ready for me? Think you can take my cock?”
He raised an eyebrow. There was a challenge in his words, as if he didn’t believe I’d go through with his request.
Instead of answering, I bit the inside of my cheek. Would he think me slutty if I said, God, yes, more than ready? I want to suck you down and have you fuck me every and anyway you want.
I wasn’t promiscuous; my shitty luck had seen to that, but he only had to ask, and I’d bend over and grasp my ankles.
“You want it bad, don’t you? You want me to rip off your panties and fuck you against the sink.” He reached down and cupped his dick through his pants. “You want this in your pussy, your ass, and your mouth, don’t you?”
His words were dirty and rough, leaving me lightheaded, and I couldn’t seem to form words.
The reality of the situation didn’t escape me. I was in a restroom, about to finger fuck myself at my boss’s request. A man I’d met for the first time ten minutes ago.
“Tell me what you think about when you finger yourself, Reese,” Kane ordered.
Now wasn’t the time to play shy or coy. Now was the time to voice my desires. To maybe fulfill some of the fantasies that continually looped around my brain. And if Kane McKenzie wanted to give me what I wanted, I wouldn’t say no, but before I opened up to him, I needed him to know that this was a first for me.
“I’ve never— I’ve never done anything like this before in front of anyone. I want you to know that.”
I looked up at him with pleading eyes. I couldn’t even understand why, but I needed him to believe me.
His eyes were hard and his face wa
s impassive.
“That’s not what I asked. Your past is no concern of mine. I asked you to tell me what you think about.”
Nervously, I ran a hand through my long hair. “I, um, imagine being tied up and helpless…”
“Go on.”
He raised an eyebrow again and nodded.
“Having my nipples clamped and tortured.”
As if they had their own will, my hands ran up my body, to my breasts, and cupped them through my dress.
Kane’s eyes focused on the cleavage I was squeezing under my hands.
“Tell me your deepest, darkest fantasy,” he commanded me. “What makes you explode? What pushes you over the edge?”
“I can’t.”
There was no way could I tell him about my depraved fantasies.
“Tell me.”
The tone of his voice demanded I give him an answer.
I stared at the floor, at the ceiling and then at the walls, anywhere but at him. Flames of embarrassment rushed through my body and I could feel my nipples harden under the cloth of my dress.
If I told him, perhaps one day he’d give me what I desired. He’d fulfill the one fantasy that always— always— sent me tumbling.
I gulped down a huge breath.
“I, um, like watching porn videos. The BDSM ones are my favorites. When I go to the restroom at work, that’s what I think about. I’ve always dreamed about the release that squirting would give me, but I don’t know how that happens, exactly.”
I give a wistful sigh.
“It looks heavenly.”
He prowled forward, and when he reached me, he ran his fingers through my hair and down my back. His touch shot electrical currents along my nerve endings.
“You’re not very experienced are you, pet?” he asked, whispering in my ear.
“That’s none of your business. You said my past is no concern of yours.”
