I work at a hospital part time while going to college. I'm studying business management and plan to own my own business some day. I'm just a janitor, but the pay is good and the schedule works with my classes.
The only down side to the job, other than it is menial is my boss. She's a real bitch and a hard ass to boot. She's on the heavy side and can't seem to correct the situation, so she takes it out on everyone around her. However, she has huge tits and tends to wear low cut tops that show off her cleavage, which gives me an erection every time. I'm sure she'd be pretty if she smiled, but I don't know, because I've never seen her smile.
"Nick!" the bitch, I mean Barbara, yells as soon as I get there. "You're ten minutes late."
"Sorry," I reply. She's dressed to the nines as usual. A gray outfit with a lighter gray shirt, cut low (or maybe it just looks that way because of her massive boobs), and a dark gray jacket that match her pants.
"Well? What happened?" She demands. She has walked up to me and her breasts are pushing against my arm. She has this habit of standing too close to people, even women. Some find it annoying, but since it usually involves her boobs touching me in some way, I really don't mind.
I push against her, causing her shirt to open up more and giving me a nice peek of her cleavage, where my eyes linger a bit to long, but she thinks I'm just stalling, trying to think up an excuse. Nope, I'm just enjoying the view. I really would like to fuck her, if she wasn't such a bitch.
"Well, there was an accident on the exit ramp right before I got on it and it backed up traffic," I informed her.
"That's why you need to leave earlier," she said, also leaning in closer.
I was pretty sure I could feel her nipple, and I was starting to get hard, wearing tight jeans, I was sure she would notice, so I needed to get to work soon. But, because I like to antagonize her, I pushed into her some more. Yep, definitely a nipple. A hard nipple.
"If I had left earlier, it might have been me in the accident. Then who'd clean all the rooms?"
"Don't be a smartass. You're not to old to be taken over my knee for a good old fashioned spanking. Now get to work."
I turned to go.
"Wait. Hands!" She demanded. She had this weird thing about how since I clean up, that I had to be clean myself. Even though I mostly wore gloves, she always inspected my hands before every shift. Who knows, maybe she had a hand fetish.
I purposely held my hands out, but down to my waist. She always pulled them up close to her face so she could look at them closely. This almost always caused them to brush against her breasts. Sure, she was a bitch, but if I could cop a feel, I'm going to cop a feel.
She grabbed them and pulled them up. I made sure to brush against her boobs. While she checked my hands, I checked her breasts. Both nipples were prominently hard and pushing against her gray shirt.
"At least your hands are clean," she said, bringing my hands down and brushing my crotch. I just wasn't sure if it was an accident, on purpose or if she was just teasing me.
"Good to go?" I asked.
"Yes. Oh, one more thing. There's a new mom in 208. Her baby was premature, so she's a little stressed out. Try and be delicate around her."
"Yes Miss Barbara," I said.
"One of these days, over my knee," she threatened.
"Well, I might be the type who likes that," I replied walking off as she shook her head.
Everything went routine until I came to room 208. There was a beautiful women in there with long, black hair and really nice tits. I know because her shirt was unbuttoned and she was playing with them. Well, not really playing, more like massaging them. Her areolas were football shaped and her nipples were short but fat. Both her areolas and nipples were dark, compared to her breasts which were very pale and I could clearly see veins. Her breasts weren't as big as Barbara's, but still nice and big.
She didn't hear me come in, but did when the door clicked shut behind me.
"Uh," she gasped. "What are you doing here?"
"Just cleaning up," I replied.
"Well, can't you come back later? I'm kind of busy."
"I can see," I said, staring at her breasts.
