Who’s the Boss

By

Vanessa Devereaux

This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, and incidents are products of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously and are not to be construed as real. Any resemblance to actual events, locales, organizations, or persons, living or dead, is entirely coincidental.

Who’s the Boss

Copyright© 2011 Vanessa Devereaux

ISBN:  978-1-60088-635-5

Cover Artist:  PJ Edwards

Editor:  Darcy Quinn

All rights reserved. No part of this book may be used or reproduced electronically or in print without written permission, except in the case of brief quotations embodied in reviews.

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Dedication

For Jeff.

Chapter One

We were caught red handed, and I somehow felt dirty.

I’ve had sex in the back of cars, showers, elevators, but never at work, and never in a cramped office supply cupboard. Neither of us had heard the door opening or sensed someone standing there watching us go at it.

“I want to see both of you in my office immediately.”

His voice startled us. Nick instantly stopped thrusting and pulled out of me, leaving my legs in the air, panties around my ankle and my super moist pussy facing Simon Jarvis, our boss. I covered my crotch with my hand while Nick zipped up his pants. How long had Simon been watching us? Was he rock hard right now?

Nick isn’t really my type but I’d heard through the office grapevine he had a huge cock and knew how to fuck a woman senseless. I’d wanted to find out if it was true. I hadn’t been laid in three months, so when Nick suggested we head to the cupboard, I didn’t say no.

Thinking it was perfectly safe because it was upstairs, away from the main work area, we’d assumed no one would find us. The rumor mill had been spot on. Nick was well endowed, and I’d been close to climaxing when the boss had spoiled the whole thing.

After Simon slammed the door, Nick put his jacket back on and I pulled up my panties. My pussy was still humming, and I was wet and hot down there. Both of which made it uncomfortable for me to walk to Simon’s office.

“Do you think he’ll fire us?” asked Nick, straightening his tie.

“I hope it’s just a warning because I really need this job.”

“Me too. If he lets us off, no more fooling around here. Let’s go to your place or mine to get the job finished.”

Nick knocked on Simon’s door.

“Come in.”

Nick held the door open for me, and I stepped inside. Simon was only five years older than me. In fact, he was the youngest boss I’d ever had, which made it all the more unnerving to be in his office, sensing he was going to tell us off and maybe even fire us.

He signaled us inside and to sit on the two chairs directly in front of his desk. He shifted through some papers and didn’t say anything for a couple of minutes. Nick and I looked at one another and both raised our eyebrows.

I studied our boss as he sat reading. I hadn’t realized what a good-looking guy he was. Actually better looking than Nick. Dark wavy hair, blue eyes, broad shoulders. I wondered how his cock compared to that of Nick’s.

He looked up at me almost as if he knew what I was thinking. “Are you two an item?”

“If you mean are we dating, then the answer is no,” said Nick.

Simon looked at me. I don’t know why but I suddenly wanted him to drag me into the cupboard and fuck me. “So you just felt like having sex on the job?”

Was this a trick question? Would he be more lenient about our inappropriate behavior if we were seeing one another?

“We might start dating,” I said.

The tension on his face was obvious. A vein throbbed on his temple, and by the look of his tight jaw he was clenching his teeth too. “I could fire you over an incident like this.”

We both nodded. Had the way he’d phrased it meant he could but was going to let us off with just a warning? Maybe it was our lucky day.

“If you’re worried I’m going to fire both of you, I’m not. However, I’m not letting you get away scot-free. Nick, you’ll spend next week at our office in Pittsburgh sorting out personnel problems there.”

Nick mumbled something under his breath but I couldn’t hear what.

“And Jennifer, I want you to report to my office at 11 a.m. starting on Monday. You’ll work in here with me for an hour every day for a week.”

I wanted to ask what I’d be doing, but didn’t press my luck. Nick and I stood and walked out of the office.

“When I get back we’re going to have sex at my place, okay?” said Nick. I nodded, not sure which one of us got the biggest punishment for our transgression.

* * * * *

I reported to Simon’s office just before 11 a.m. on Monday. His door was open but I knocked on it anyway.

“Jennifer, right on time. Come in and shut the door.”

I stepped inside as he was removing his jacket. He threw it on the couch by his desk and looked at me. “Come and sit on the desk right in front of me.”

I thought his request strange but didn’t argue.

I’d worn my floral dress that buttoned from top to bottom, and I always left the bottom three undone. Its sides parted company as I sat on the desk. I crossed my legs as Simon put his hand on my knee and squeezed it.

My first reaction was, I bet he wants a blowjob. Maybe that’s why he hadn’t fired me. It wouldn’t be so bad; at least I’d get to see how big his cock was. Taking me by surprise, he reached for some papers and handed them to me.

“I want you to work on these while you sit on my desk.”

It was accounting work I could have done in my own office, but I didn’t argue. I reached for a pen and got to work.

“When you were in the cupboard with Nick did you have an orgasm?”

Did I hear you right?

“Well, did you?”

“No…almost, but I wasn’t quite there yet.”

“I disturbed you too soon.”

He was being honest so I thought I might as well be too. “Yes.”

“Does it take you long to have one?”

“I’m not sure, depends on the guy I’m with and what he’s doing to me.”

“You mind if we do a test?”

“A test? You mean to see how fast I climax?”

He nodded.

The mere suggestion of him giving me an orgasm wetted my pussy. Seeing the boss’ cock seemed the most exciting thing that had ever happened at work. “Sure, why not.”

“Stand up and take your panties off.”

I slid off the desk, hitched up my dress and pulled down my panties and pantyhose, all the time watching Simon’s reaction. I stepped out of my panties, leaving them sitting on the floor by his chair.

He reached out and stroked my mound, passing his index finger over my pubic hair like it was a windshield wiper. If I’d known we were going to get up to this sort of thing I’d have gotten a bikini wax, but hopefully he liked the au natural look.

“Sit on the desk again, but this time balance on the edge so your legs dangle.”

I planted my bottom on his desk. He pushed the two sides of my dress away from my legs before running his hands up the top of my thighs. My pussy was pulsating and anticipating what was to come. He might be surprised at just how quickly I was going to climax today.

“Spread your legs and place your feet flat on my thighs, but get on with your work.”

“What?”

“I need that work done, try not to pay any attention to me and what I’m doing.”

He inched his chair closer. I didn’t argue. I spread my legs for him and placed my feet on his legs. He caressed my ankles as I picked up the papers and started to work on the figures. He didn’t do anything so I glanced up. He was sitting there checking out my crotch. I looked back down at the work.

I took a deep breath, trying to concentrate as he ran his fingers over my folds before flicking my clit a few times. He spread my labia with his index finger and thumb and the first hint of juice pumped from my pussy. He couldn’t take his eyes off me now.

“Like what you see?” I finally asked.

He wiped his finger across my slit, sending my legs quivering.

“You’re so pink, so beautiful down here. It was the first thing I noticed when Nick pulled out of you and before you covered yourself with your hand.” He passed his finger over the opening to my pussy, letting it hover there.

“I don’t think I can concentrate on these numbers while you’re going to work on my pussy.”

“I didn’t think you could.”

I tossed the work on the desk, leaned back on my elbows and let my feet take a firmer grip on his thighs.

“It’s 11.14 a.m. Let’s see how long it takes you to climax.”

I grabbed the side of the desk as his finger slid inside me. He withdrew it and then slid it back in again. With each tiny thrust I was growing wetter and hotter. An inferno was brewing in my pussy. Another finger joined the first one. His fingers picked up the tempo. My thighs quivered. The boss was good. I let my right foot slide down his inner thigh until it found his cock. I pressed my sole against his dick, giving it a little massage. He was rock hard beneath my toes and I used more pressure. His finger thrust faster and faster until I threw my head back, grabbed the side of the desk, and screamed out as I climaxed. I wondered if anyone had heard me. Probably not because Simon’s office was the only one, besides the office supply cupboard, on this floor.

“11:18,” he said, sliding his fingers out of me.

Four minutes, I think that was a record.

“How did I do?” he asked.

“You’re good, but maybe it was beginner’s luck.”

“You think so?”

“How about testing me again, but this time I’d like you to use this cock of yours.” I gave it a slight tap with my big toe. I was brazen now, but I was in dire need of climaxing with a cock inside me. It happened every time after I’ve been turned on manually.

“Are you forgetting who’s the boss here? I make the rules. And no cock for you, at least for today. Now wipe yourself with this,” he handed me a wad of tissues. “Put your panties back on, and go have some lunch. And I’ll see you at 11 a.m. tomorrow.”

* * * * *

I couldn’t concentrate on anything for the rest of the afternoon. The figures I was working on didn’t add up, no matter how many times I calculated them. My pussy was aching and throbbing. I was in need of some hot sex, but Nick was out of town. And the boss, well, as he reminded me, was making the rules. I thought about going to the ladies’ room and masturbating but sensed that wouldn’t even take the edge off what I really needed and wanted. Simon’s cock deep inside me.

Chapter Two

I arrived at his office just before 11 a.m. the following day. He had his jacket off, his sleeves rolled up, and was reading the newspaper. I hoped yesterday’s “work” hadn’t been a one-time thing because I was in need of a lot more of what Simon had offered me.

“Nice to see you’re on time for the second day in a row. I have more work for you to do during our hour together.”

I stepped into the office. My smile turned to a frown when he pushed some account forms toward me again. I was really going to work, no more playing around? And I’d even stopped by the restroom to remove my panties before I headed to his office, just to save time and give him immediate access to my pussy.

“You look disappointed.”

I thought it best to be honest with the boss. “I am.”

“Don’t worry because I have another test for you. I’m going to see if you can work while you’re wearing this.”          He held up what looked like a vibrator with a remote control. “Come and stand by me and I’ll get you set up.”

I walked toward his desk

“Hitch up your dress for me.”

I did, causing him to grin when he saw I wasn’t wearing panties.

“Wishful thinking.”

“Very wishful.” He leaned over, kissed my belly button, and then secured a black rubber belt around my waist.

“Spread your legs.”

I did as he asked, glancing down to see his fingers disappear through my pubic hair. I closed my eyes as he rubbed my clit. Next he slid the vibrator inside me. It was cold, yet felt great inside my pussy. He tied two black bands around my thighs. “Looks good, sit on the chair in front of my desk.” He slapped my bottom as I turned and walked away. “Now get to work.”

I sat.

I was one page into working on the figures when there was a humming noise, and then wow, my pussy got a buzz from the vibrator. I looked up to see Simon smiling as he held up the remote control.

“Remember I’m the boss. Get back to work.”

I looked down just as he pressed again. This time my pussy was quivering. He upped the intensity. I was lightheaded. The numbers became a blur. He pressed again and again, each time increasing the speed. My hand shook.

“How are those figures looking?”

“This is…”

He pressed again. I stood as he upped the intensity. My legs could hardly hold me. He wouldn’t take his hand off the remote now. I fell face down onto his desk and cried out as the biggest orgasm took me.

I put my hand down on my clit. A flood of juice seeped from my pussy and made its way down my thighs.

Simon stepped around to my side of the desk and turned me over. I was trying to recover when he leaned over and took my mouth, running his tongue over my lips before slipping it inside my mouth and dueling with mine. He pulled away.

“Thought you’d enjoy this little toy. I found it in a sex shop downtown. I told the owner you’d been naughty at work and needed to be punished. She recommended it to me. She said your eyes would cross when I pressed the top level. And she was right.”

This could be sexual harassment. However, as I was a willing participant I didn’t think you could actually call it that.

“I…”

He pressed the remote control again. I shuddered and held his desk as his mouth descended on mine. His kiss muffled another scream when I climaxed.

“You’re so bad.” I said.

“You’re the one who was having sex on the job. This is your punishment.”

I suddenly loved being bad at work.

He unsnapped the bands on my legs and waist and pulled the vibrator from me.

“You can take this home with you if you like.”

I was very tempted but worried it might spoil what I hoped would be on the agenda for tomorrow’s meeting with Simon.

Chapter Three

I wore a blouse with a short skirt the following day, and I opted for a thong. When I entered Simon’s office, he was reading a book.

He glanced at the clock on his wall and smiled. “You arrive earlier each day. You must enjoy this work. I like the outfit you’re wearing today.”

“Glad to hear that.” I got down to business straight away and sat on his desk, crossing my legs. His hand went to my leg, circling my knee with his pinkie.

“It’s a good idea to please the boss.”

“I agree. So how can I make you happy today?”

“Unbutton your blouse for me.”

I took my time slipping each button. He reached up and pushed both sides of the blouse away from my chest.

“I’ve been wondering what shade your nipples are. I’m thinking with your fair skin and blonde hair, they’re probably light pink.”

“You want to see if you’re right?”

“Not today. I just want to admire your breasts slipping over your lace bra. So just remove your blouse for me so I can take in their splendor.”

I slipped out of it and let it fall on his desk. “I’m wearing a matching thong.” I really wanted to please him today.

“I love thongs. Stand up and remove your skirt so I can check it out.”

Standing, I unfastened the skirt and let it fall to the ground.

He ran his hand over my mound. “Did you wax down here for me?”

I nodded, remembering how I’d endured an hour of waxing at the local spa last night.

“Okay, turn around so I can see your cute little ass.”

I turned slowly. He slapped my bottom a few times and then pulled on the waistband of the thong, causing the crotch to bite into my clit and opening. Even that felt good. He pulled again. This time part of the lace caught the entrance to my pussy, sending a jolt of electricity through each of my folds I moaned.

“You like that?”

I nodded.

“Lean over my desk.”

I did as he said, resting my arms on the desk to keep my balance. He ran his hands over both my cheeks. There was a snapping sound just before the thong fell around my ankles. He’d cut them off me.

“We don’t want those getting in the way. Spread your legs and raise your bottom up in the air.”

I did, hoping this was the day I got some cock inside me. His hands roamed over my bottom and then explored in between the cheeks before he spread them.

“I think I like this view even better than the other way. Nice ass, lovely pussy.”

He slid his finger along from my anus to my clit as he set about exploring me. I lifted my bottom as his finger dived into my pussy.

“Are you hot and wet all the time? Are you like this for every guy or just your boss?”

“I get turned on very easily. I love sex and you’ve been driving me crazy all week. I had to go home and masturbate last night. I was so pent up.”

“Good, I’m so happy I’m punishing you.”

“I think I’ve been punished enough so how about you and me having sex.”

He smacked my bottom. “You’ve given me a better idea. I want to watch you masturbate.”

I was silent. I’d never done it in front of anyone. One guy had asked me to but I’d refused. I’d rather have sex with an audience than pleasure myself in front of any one person.

“Turn over and masturbate.”

“I…”

“I could fire you instead.”

I stood up and turned around.

He was grinning now. “Just pretend you’re at home and I’m not here. In your mind let my desk be your bed.”

I got onto his desk and lay down. My head rested on a pile of books. How could I pretend he wasn’t there when he was watching my every move? I slid my hand down my belly till it arrived at my mound. If I went to work quickly and efficiently, it would be over and done with.

“No faking your orgasm just to speed things up.”

Could he read my mind or what?

“Nice and slow does the job.”

I spread my legs, letting my index finger slid over my mound. I was still wet from Simon’s finger probing. I took some of the dew and wiped it over the entire area and played with my folds. I got more aggressive with my clit, pressing it harder. Electricity zinged through my pussy.

I moaned a few times, hoping he wouldn’t know I was faking it. I made my legs quiver.

“I know you’re not even close to climaxing. I know what your face looks like. That’s not it. Go to work. Let me see those fingers move, let me hear you whine and moan.”

I closed my eyes, letting my finger roam over my clit. I slid it down each fold. Imaging my middle finger was Simon’s cock, I plunged it deep into my pussy. I thrust hard and squeezed the cheeks of my bottom together. This time it was real; I was on the verge. I gave one final thrust, screamed out and sat up to see Simon smiling at me.

“That was real and a pleasure to watch.”

I wanted to tell him the thrill had been all mine. However, I didn’t want to give him the satisfaction of knowing my orgasm had been a ten plus.

“See you tomorrow.”

Chapter Four

Only two days left in the week, and I wanted sex with Simon. I wore a dress again. A red wrap-around style that showed my cleavage to its full advantage.

When I entered his office, Simon was absent. I was about to leave when his phone rang. I’m not sure why but I decided to answer it for him.

“Hello, Mr. Jarvis’ office.”

“On time again.” It was Simon. “I’m sorry to say I can’t be with you today. I got called to an executive meeting out of town early this morning. But don’t worry, I came up with the perfect solution.”

At first I thought he was going to ask me to join him there.

“I have the Web cam set up on my computer. It’s all set for your work today.”

“My work?”

“Don’t worry, you won’t have to pleasure yourself again. I’ve paid for someone to stand in for me.”

“What… Wait a minute…”

The door opened and in walked a dark haired guy, about 30. He was gorgeous, dressed in a white t-shirt and oh-so-tight jeans.

“I see he’s just arrived.”

“You could see me all along,” I said.

“Yep, Web cam’s looking straight at you. Jennifer, meet Mark. Mark, this is Jennifer.”

He held out his hand. I shook it.

“Okay, you two let’s get to down to business because I have to leave the hotel in twenty minutes to get to my meeting. Jennifer, the rules: I’m still the boss, Mark has to do exactly what I tell him to do to you, and you have to do what I tell you to do to him. Let’s start with Mark standing behind you.”

Mark walked around the side of the desk and stood behind me. I felt his breath on the back of my neck; his aftershave filled the air around me. It was woodsy, sexy, and just maybe I would enjoy this.

“Kiss her neck while you fondle her breasts.”

Mark’s lips moved to my neck; his hands massaged my breasts through my dress. I rolled my head to the side to allow him more access.

“Undo her dress.”

Mark tugged at the belt on my dress. The sides fell away from my body. I’d worn my black lace bra with matching panties and my black pumps today.

“Very nice,” said Simon. “Kiss her neck again while your hands wander over her belly.”

I sucked in air as Mark slid his palms over my navel.

“Put your hands inside her bra, slide your fingers over her nipples.”

They hardened as soon as his fingers touched them.

“Undo her bra, take it off, and let me see what her nipples look like after a little fondling.”

My bra fell to the ground.

“Hold her breasts.”

Mark’s hands surrounded them, lifting them slightly while kissing my shoulder.

“Now run your hands down her belly, go inside her panties, and run your fingers over her mound.”

I put my hands behind me and reached back for Mark has his hands dived into my panties. I hoped Simon was going to let him play with my pussy.

“Jennifer, I can see this is already turning you on. You hot and wet down there?”

“I will be soon.”

“Mark, take off her panties. Slide them slowly down her legs.”

Mark pulled them down. I kicked them away and removed my pumps at the same time.

“I haven’t seen your clit and pussy for almost 24 hours, so Jennifer lay down on the floor. Mark, while she’s doing that push the Web cam down further so I don’t miss a thing.”

I lay there waiting for Simon’s next command.

“Mark, kneel next to her. Jennifer spread your legs.”

I did as he said, putting my arm behind my head to give my neck support.

“Mark, do you like what you see?”

“I do.”

“Then what are you waiting for? Go exploring.”

Mark ran his fingers down my pubic hair, burrowing deep, brushing my clit, fingering each of my folds and then my pussy.

“Is she wet yet?”

“Oh, she’s beautiful and moist.”

“Stroke her clit.”

He flicked it a few times and then rubbed it with his thumb. I spread my legs wider, feeling more aroused with each touch.

“Did I hear you moan, Jennifer?”

Had I? Maybe.

“I hope you’ve realized this is your punishment for the day: Mark, I want you to play with her clit but you’re to stop when she gets close to climaxing.”

“Sorry about this,” Mark whispered. His fingers circled my clit; my nipples grew harder with each pass. I gave a slight moan and he pulled his hand away.

No! I wanted to shout, “More, give me more.” I calmed myself down and Mark got back to my clit. He flicked it. I flexed my buttocks, heat rushing to my pussy. He pulled his hand away.

I knew the rules now. I kept still. His hand went back to my clit. I held it there this time, covering my hand with his, needing some release.

“Jennifer, you’re not playing by the rules. Mark, remove your hand.”

I wanted to cry. I was so close to having an orgasm.

“Okay, Jennifer up on all fours and turn your butt towards the camera.”

Mark helped me up. I turned and put my palms on the floor.

“Down on your forearms so I can get a better view.”

I leaned over.

“Much better, and you look lovely today.”

“Mark, do a little exploring again.”

His hands roamed all over my buttocks before going down in between them. His fingers once again explored each and every fold. He spread my labia and opened me up. A finger slid into my pussy. I realized I’d moaned again.

“You’re going to get punished again. Mark, bring her close to climaxing and then stop.”

Mark thrust his finger deep inside me. It felt so good and my juices were sliding down my legs. I raised my butt. I shouldn’t have done it because Mark knew I was getting close. He pulled out.

I wanted to shout, “Stop this, stop this right now and let me have a fucking orgasm!” But I knew the rules.

I kept still. His finger slid inside me. This time, its next-door neighbor joined it. I tried to muffle my groan, but my pussy gave me away by clenching those magic fingers of Mark’s. He stopped and once again whispered he was sorry.

“You want an orgasm so bad don’t you Jennifer?”

I almost burst out crying.

“Okay punishment over. And for being such a good worker today, there’s a surprise. Keep on all fours but turn around so I can see your face.”

I turned to face the camera and the next thing I knew Mark was getting undressed as if he and Simon had preplanned this whole scenario. He slid his underpants off. He was gorgeous, not the biggest cock I’d seen but thick, smooth… Was this my surprise?

He slid on a condom and then got on his knees behind me.

“Ready Jennifer?” asked Simon.

Mark spread me open and slid deep inside. I wanted to tell Simon, “Please don’t make him stop before I climax,” but I didn’t want to tempt fate.

Mark held my hips as he thrust deep, his balls and thighs slapping against my butt. I looked down; my breasts were hanging and swaying. My tits looked gorgeous—so perky, so erect. I bet Simon loved the view.

“Look at the camera, Jennifer. I want to see your face when you climax.”

My pussy squeezed Mark’s cock. I was finally going to get my release. I looked at the camera just as the orgasm hit me. I slid on the floor with Mark still thrusting. He climaxed a few minutes later and rolled off me.

“Feel better Jennifer?”

“You’re a cruel boss,” I said, not moving from the floor.

“What other boss would hire a guy to do that for you?”

I sat up and wiped my legs with a tissue.

“Thanks Mark, you did a great job. And Jennifer, don’t come to my office tomorrow. If you look on my desk you’ll see a piece of paper with my home address on it. Be there at noon and once we conclude our business you can take the afternoon off.”

Chapter Five

How many other people at the company knew where the boss lived or even had his address? I thought about what was going to happen today right up to the time I knocked on the door at five minutes until noon the following day.

I wore a raincoat even though it wasn’t raining, and there wasn’t the slightest chance of inclement weather forecast for that day. I’d chosen to wear it and just a bra, skimpy panties, garter belt, and stockings. I’d put my hair up into a ponytail too. I felt at my sexiest when Simon opened the door for me. He had just a towel wrapped around his waist. His chest was covered in dark hair; a thin trail of it went down the center of his stomach, disappearing under the towel.

“Glad to see you’re on time, “said Simon.

I hoped I was right about what lay ahead for me. Today I sensed the boss was going to fuck me. “Just stepped out of the shower or you ready to get down to business?”

“Both, shall we head upstairs?”

Simon signaled for me to walk upstairs ahead of him. I wiggled my ass, knowing that’s where he was looking. He gave it a slight slap as I reached the top floor. “First room on the right.”

I found it without any problem. There was a plate of chocolate-covered strawberries by the bed and a box of condoms. Unless he’d invited Mark to join us, it looked like I was going to get my wish. He crept up behind me and put his arms around my waist. He kissed my neck just like Mark had done the previous day.

“You haven’t asked if you can take my coat,” I said.

He unbelted it, letting the sides fall apart as he rested his chin on my shoulder. “Um, very nice view of some lovely boobs.”

He pulled it off my shoulders and allowed the coat to fall to the floor. I turned around. He kissed me, letting his tongue run over my top and bottom lips before it plunged inside my mouth. For the first time today it introduced itself to mine.

His cock bumped into my tummy. I slid my hand down and cupped it through the towel. It was rock hard. “Am I going to get some of this today?”

“You didn’t get enough yesterday?”

“Mark was good, but I’d like to see what you can do for me.”

He ran his hands down my belly. It fluttered before his hand slipped down to my mound, which he fingered through the lace of my panties. His fingers circled my thighs. “I love the stockings.”

“Thought you might.”

“Go and lay on the bed for me.”

I turned and got on the bed, lying flat as Simon approached me carrying a plate of the strawberries.

“I’m even serving lunch today.” He lifted one off the plate and put it into my mouth, holding it as I partook. I licked away part of the chocolate and then took a bite of strawberry.

He leaned over and kissed me. “I think we should get you out of these.”

I unclasped the bra as Simon pulled it off my shoulders. He threw it on the floor.

He reached over and picked up one of the strawberries, letting the fruit hang over each nipple. Then he brushed it across my skin before popping it into his mouth.

Next he rolled each stocking down my legs. His mouth made a trail up to my pubic area. He tugged on my panties, pulling them down until they too were on the floor. I didn’t have to be asked this time. I spread my legs for him. His finger made a trail from my clit down to my anus.

“Did you hear the news? I’ve named you employee of the week,” said Simon.

“That’s quite an honor. So what’s my reward?”

He leaned over and opened a drawer on the nightstand and pulled out a red satin scarf. “Tie it around your eyes. I’m told if you have a sexual experience while you’re blindfolded it ups the pleasure.”

“I’ve heard that, but haven’t tried it out yet.”

I took the scarf from him and secured it over my eyes and around my head, and set my head down on the pillow. Simon dangled a strawberry over my lips. I licked the chocolate off and took a bite just before he withdrew it.

I relaxed as he spread my legs and brought my feet up so they were flat on the bed. He ran his fingers from my clit to anus a few times causing me to wiggle. He spread my labia and opened me wide. I sensed he was getting down between my thighs. Something rubbed my clit. I reached down, felt hair, and knew his face was down between my thighs.

This was a very special surprise.

His tongue plunged into me and he gave tiny thrusts.

I moaned. “Hope you’re going to let me climax.”

His hands went to my thighs as his tongue gained momentum.

Grabbing the quilt, I squeezed my butt muscles. I panted like I was running out of oxygen. Maybe I was because I did feel lightheaded.

I climaxed, my juices pumping as Simon’s tongue lapped them up.

“How was that, employee of the week?”

“Fantastic, but do you do that for everyone, every week?”

“You’re the first.”

He pulled the scarf off my eyes and then secured it around my wrists. Then he raised my arms and tied the ends of the scarf to the bed head. My breasts were pushed up in the air.

Simon circled the nipples with his fingers and then brought his mouth down and sucked on them. “Everything about you tastes like a gourmet meal.”

“If you don’t mind me asking, how am I going to pull that towel away from your waist if I’m all tied up?”

“You’re dying to see my cock aren’t you?”

“I’ve been waiting all week.”

He tugged at the towel and it fell on the bed. He’d been circumcised; he was rock hard, thick, smooth. I think I licked my lips.

“Any other employee seen your cock?” I asked.

“Another first for you.”

“Any chance of my pussy being introduced to it?”

He reached over for a condom, slid it on, and got between my legs He glided into me inch by pleasurable inch. I raised my legs up so they were around his hips, sending his cock sliding to the back of my pussy—my favorite spot when I’m being fucked.

I tried to get some leverage as he thrust. I pulled on the scarf, trying to get my butt higher. It was working. My pussy tingled and tightened to milk his cock. I was lightheaded again as my orgasm built. I took deep breaths trying to make the prelude last, but I couldn’t. I screamed out, making Simon thrust even harder.

He climaxed too. The sweat glistened on his body has he slipped down on top of me. Simon put his mouth just inches from my left nipple and blew across it. “Have you learned your lesson this week?”

“What, about having sex in a cupboard at work?”

He nodded.

“I’ve taken all the punishment I can.”

He ran his hand over my cheek.

“Now I have to break the news to you that you’re fired.”

I sat up, almost wanting to slap his cheek. After all they’d done, including having sex.

He was smirking. I was getting ready to strike out.

He burst out laughing. “You should see the look on your face.”

“You’re firing me, how am I supposed to look?”

“You know the company rules and policy. You signed to say you’d read them and would agree to uphold them when Human Resources hired you.”

I must have skipped the part about being fired for having sex in a cupboard.

I got up to leave but Simon grabbed my arm.

“Where do you think you’re going?”

“To look for another job.”

“Don’t you want to know why I’m firing you first?”

“I already know—because I had sex at work.”

“Company policy number 37, employees can’t be romantically involved with their bosses. If they are, they have to be terminated.”

“Does that mean…?”

He pushed me back down on the bed. “Yeah, it means you and I are an item now.”

“Is there any rule saying an ex-employee can’t visit her old boss during lunch break?”

The End

Author Bio

Vanessa Devereaux writes erotica, erotic romances including paranormal, contemporary, and romantic suspense stories. Mistaken Identity was published by Cobblestone Press in December 2010, and her short erotic story, The Man Next Door will be published by Cobblestone for their Wicked Line in 2011. She’s currently working on an erotic paranormal set in the Pacific Northwest. Check out her Website at www.vanessadevereaux.com

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