I've been working for the same company for the past six years, just the typical schmo who works 9 to 5 to pay the mortgage and keep the wife and kids happy with their comfortable lives. Jessica, my boss, was promoted to her position last year- leapfrogging me making me "her assistant". On the outside, she is very attractive, 5-6, blonde, blue eyes, cute little body. However she has bitch written all over her. She can be sweet as pie one moment, then tear you apart the next. The past few weeks have been strange around the office. She has been ordering me around, making me run errands that we have mailroom guys for, yelling at me in front of my coworkers, and making me work late hours. She knows that I really need this job and she wants to see how far she can push me. Last night, I think it went too far.
At about 5 o'clock, I was finishing up this ad campaign that I had been working on forever when she came into my office and slammed the door. She ripped up the proofs that were on my desk and screamed at me "This is not going to work! I want a new ad written tonight!"
I pleaded with her saying that the client loved the text and the ad would work, but to no avail. She looked outside the door seeing that most of the office was leaving for the day when she turned to me and said coldly "You're fired"
I sat back in my chair dumbfounded and found myself begging for my job. "Please...."
"No, no..." she replied back.
"But, my wife, kids, bills..." "I can't lose this job. I'll do anything!" I was pleading like a common beggar to keep the life I had built up.
She slowly turned around, closing the door, looked me dead in the eye and said "you are pathetic. But, you need to play by my rules if you are to stay here, little boy"
I didn't know what to say or do at that point. I just awaited her next move. She sat down in the chair and ordered me to fetch her cup of coffee – "dark and sweet" I quickly poured the cup and handed it to her.
As she lifted the cup to her red lips she muttered "get down here" and pointed to the floor in front of her. I slowly bent down and she yelled "kneel!!"
The next thing I noticed, I was kneeling in front of this girl looking up at her as she slowly opened her legs. She had on black knee highs that ended just a cut above the hem of her skirt and she was not wearing panties. As I gazed up her long legs to her nicely trimmed pussy, I couldn't help but think about my wife at home.
Until she commanded "lick me!" I hesitated for a moment, and then found myself helpless to her authority. I gently started to nibble and lick her slit peering upward every few seconds to see her sipping her coffee staring back down at me as if I were her lap dog. She would let our a slight groan every now and then until she grabbed me by the hair and handed me her coffee cup and said "fill your mouth up – don't swallow the coffee" There I was on my knees with a mouthful of hot coffee waiting her next command.
