This is my first time posting so I'll give you some background on me. I'm a 27 year old female; blonde hair, bright blue eyes, and a voluptuous hourglass figure. My lashes are long and fluffy and my mouth is perky and pink. I have size 36D tits with a round soft ass and silky white thighs to match. I love sex and have enjoyed plenty of experiences with men and women. I think about sex all the time and when I meet men I almost always wonder what it would be like to fuck them. Granted, no one would ever know that about me because of my quiet and classy demeanor.
This story is about the sexual desires that I harbor for my boss, which usually drive me to rub my clit in an empty bathroom stall half way through the day. Sometimes one of my coworkers are in the stall next to me but I don't care... these fantasies are so strong I can almost cum sitting at my desk outside his office.
My boss (Ken) is 24 years older than I am and a very serious man. To look at him he's only average at best but the way he carries himself brings out my submissive side. Ken has a no nonsense personality and often dominates other men in conversation and performance. He's got a serious tone and piercing blue eyes. His head is shiny and completely bald; he's always clean shaven. Not at all my usual type but that didn't stop me from wondering how big his dick is or how hard I could get it when he introduced himself 6 months ago.
They hired him as the president of our company when his predecessor almost pushed us into bankruptcy. Ken is here to save this company at all costs and has already fired 25% of our staff. Needless to say, I'm already walking on eggshells but the feelings I'm having for him are driving me wild. I know I have to fuck him or at least suck his dick for any relief. Here's what I imagine our first randevu will be like...
I arrive at the office at 7:45am as usual, dressed in a white blouse tucked into a black pencil skirt. Under it I'm wearing a cami, shear white bra, a white cotton thong, and nude pantyhose. The look is completed by low black pumps that accentuate the small of my back and lift my ass up. Sporting typical assistant styles while looking nothing less than professional.
Ken comes in at 8am sharp, walks passed my desk, and into his office. He closes the door without so much as making eye contact. About a half hour went by before the door opened and he called me into his office.
As he sat down I took inventory of his outfit choice for the day; blue slacks, a white button down shirt, camel colored dress shoes, and a smart leather belt to match. Simple and sexy. It looks good on his trim, well kept body. The smell of his cologne assaults my mind.
I stand waiting for direction as he finally turns his attention to me. We make eye contact which he breaks, running his eyes over my face, my breasts, my full hips, and down to my feet before settling on my eyes again. "Sit down" he commands. I quickly sit but it's too late... his deep voice resonates in my pussy causing my nipples to press against the soft material of my blouse. I wonder if he notices but it seems not, as he tells me to prepare our executive conference room without missing a beat. There's a last minute meeting with the VPs of a supplier we work with and he wants the room prepped immediately.
Our conversation ends and I head to the conference room to fill the fridge and set out coffee. My pantyhose are soaked and I silently reprimand myself for being such a horny slut all the time. My boss is the kind of man who gets what he wants... he gets who he wants. I doubt he'd bother with his assistant.
I'm so lost in my own thoughts I don't hear Ken come in. He clears his throat and I spin around so quickly my hair brushes his face and I watch as my Marc Jacobs perfume registers with his senses. That's satisfying. Wait... why is he standing so close to me anyways? I place my hands behind me, palms down on the sink and lean against them to stable myself. "I'm so sorry, I didn't hear you come in" I manage to squeak, half breathless. He's quiet for a moment, completely unreadable. "TURN AROUND" he barks. I turn slowly and face the wall, gripping the sink in front of me. Stepping forward he reaches one strong hand around my body and grabs my wrists. His other hand lands at the nape of my neck as he curls his fingers around my silky hair. I'm half aware that my pussy is leaking down my thighs until I feel his hard dick press into my ass... now my heartbeat is off the charts and I feel my tight hole contract, waiting to be filled. "Ken" I try to force out while he buries his face in my hair, inhaling deeply. "Quiet" he replies in a voice I almost don't recognize.
