My New Boss Pt 11

I really tried to keep Suky and Tim apart, but as much time as they both spent at the massage parlor, it was inevitable that they would cross paths. Suky stopped by her work late one night to get her paycheck, just as Tim was leaving.

Tim noticed her immediately, and as he did any time he encountered a beautiful woman, he introduced himself. Suky was instantly attracted to his confident demeanor, and in her typical behavior around such men, she adopted a submissive persona.

"Hi beautiful," Tim began, "do you work here?"

"My Auntie owns the place, and she lets me work here on the weekends to supplement my income, and pay for my school," Suky answered honestly. "My name is Suky."

"I am Tim," my boss told her. "Joy is your Auntie?" he asked, trying to prolong his conversation with this lovely young woman.

"Long story, but she is the closest thing to a relative that I have in the States," Suky said.

"What days do you work here Suky?" Tim asked, intending to make an appointment.

"Just Saturdays and Sundays while I am in school," she replied. "Although, I am currently fully booked."

"How about next weekend?" Tim enquired.

"I am fully booked with regulars for the next several weekends," she said apologetically.

"I am not surprised," Tim said, "you are a spectacular young woman."

Suky blushed coyly, a move she had perfected through years of practice. Her coquettish behavior was not lost on Tim, and he smiled approvingly at the young girl. Suky decided, on the spur of the moment, to offer Tim some action.

"Thank you," she said quietly, staying in her submissive mode. "I could attend to your needs now, if that would work for you."

Tim had just enjoyed three orgasms in the capable hands of Rim and Rosebud, otherwise he would have taken Suky up on her generous offer. However, he didn't feel it was necessary to share that with this young lady, opting instead for a plausible excuse.

"I have a dinner engagement," he lied. "However, who is your least favorite client?" he teased. "What time is his appointment? I will take that one!"

Suky laughed and got flushed with excitement at this take-charge man. This was the kind of guy that she responded to.

"I have a guy that I can't stand on Saturday morning at 11.30am," she said, hoping that this white knight would rescue her from this weekly defilement.

"Can't stand?" Tim repeated. "Wow, what on earth can a client do that would make you unable to stand his presence?"

"It is a combination of his increasing expectations, lack of personal hygiene and small tip," Suky responded candidly.

"Go on," Tim said, "you have piqued my interest."

"Fat John, comes in every Saturday and Sunday for anal sex, followed by an ass to mouth blowjob," Suky admitted. "He keeps increasing his demands without adjusting his tip. Rim has been joining me lately, and we even had a foursome with my boyfriend. Well, I say foursome, John made my boyfriend watch, while he enjoyed Rim and I. Then John pissed all over my man in the shower. He still only left me a twenty dollar tip, although on my birthday he gave me twenty five dollars," she said, with a disgusted look on her face. "I would do anything, not to have to entertain that fat bastard."

"First of all," Tim responded, "you need to get yourself a new boyfriend. Yours sounds like a total pussy."

"He is," Suky said, "but for right now he takes care of me financially, and doesn't expect anything in return."

"He doesn't expect anything in return, because deep down he knows he doesn't deserve anything in return," my boss told my girlfriend. "You deserve a better man than that wimp."

"You are right," Suky said agreeably. "What do you plan to do about Fat John?"

"Pencil me in for Saturday at 11.30am," Tim said confidently. "Move Fat John to Rosebud, if he likes to butt-fuck girls. I will show up here ten minutes early, and break the bad news to the fat guy. Maybe I will bring some donuts to soften the blow for him! Maybe we can let John enjoy a session with Rim and what's his name?"

"Tim," Suky responded cheerfully. "My boyfriend's name is Tim."

"Tim and Rim," my boss said with a chuckle, "the perfect distraction for Fat John."

Suky laughed at this and said, "Ok, deal! I will be eternally grateful to you."

"I will hold you to that," Tim said suggestively.

He turned to leave the massage parlor and when he got to the door he said, "Oh, and Suky, we will be in the VIP room."

"That's actually a private room Tim," she responded naively, "but I will make your session otherworldly whatever room we have to use."

"Ok, sounds good Suky," Tim said modestly.

He didn't let Suky know that the VIP room was his. He would let her know Saturday morning.

When Saturday finally arrived, I was enjoying my usual morning session with Suky immensely. I had already come twice, and she was telling me stories about some of the lewd things men paid her to do for them. This part of my session always got me hard. There was just something about hearing about Suky's other guys, that made me want to come.

"One of my regulars paid me an extra three hundred dollars to urinate on me in the shower," she taunted. "Then he posted a review about it on Rubmaps, that prick. You can just imagine the kinds of texts and phone calls I have been receiving since then. Men are disgusting pigs."

My first thought was I wondered if I could piss on Suky for three hundred dollars. I felt my cock stiffen at this titillating scenario, and Suky gave me a fake look of horror.

"Ew," she said, "that turns you on Tim?"

I tried to say no, but my cock had betrayed me, and Suky smiled seductively at me.

"When is your birthday Tim?" she asked me.

"September 15th," I replied

"Soon," the young girl told me. "I have the perfect birthday surprise for you. On your special day, you can take a piss on me in your marble shower enclosure, if that is what really turns you on," she offered cheerfully. "You want to see what a courtesan really does, I will show you."

"That's not really my thing Suky," I lied.

"Yeah right," she said laughing. "Tell that to your cock. The little guy seems to like the sound of it."

Suky reached over and grabbed my rock-hard cock, which definitely seemed open to a session in the shower. She poured some KY jelly over my cock-head and started to rub it in with the palm of her hand.

"What do you want me to wear in the shower for your birthday treat?" she teased. "A bathing suit? A cocktail dress? My High School prom dress?"

I had given up the pretense of not being interested in giving Suky a golden shower. In truth, the thought turned me on immensely and she knew it. Suky began to describe the outfit choices in greater detail, and upon learning that she planned to wear a garter belt and stockings under her prom dress, I felt myself approach orgasm.

Suky knew I was close and took me over the edge with her words.

"My prom dress is silk, baby," she informed me. "It is totally see-through when it is wet. You will be able to see the outline of my garter belt straps, after you piss on my ass."

A few seconds later, as I imagined urinating over Suky as she posed in the doggy-style position, I blew my load all over my thighs and her wrist. I had a very powerful orgasm, but as soon as I had ejaculated, I felt shame wash over me.

"I am sorry, Suky," I began, "it is just a fantasy. Just words to help me get off."

Suky brushed off my attempts to say sorry, but I could see the disappointment in her eyes. I was the last true gentleman on her schedule, and I had cum talking about pissing on her.

After Suky cleaned me up, I tipped her the usual two hundred dollars, and she left to get me some water. I heard a commotion in the hallway, and stuck my head out of the door. I saw Tim, my boss, telling fat John the way it was going to be.

"You are in room four today with Rosebud, end of story, John. Also, you are no longer on the schedule for Sundays with Suky. You can pick another masseuse, and I will pay for your session, but Suky is off-limits to you."

John backed down, nodded his understanding of the new program, and left with Rosebud. Tim turned around and we made eye contact just as Suky returned with my water.

"Timmy," he said loudly. "What the hell are you doing here on a Saturday?"

As Suky handed me my water, she kissed me on the cheek.

"See you at home baby," she said sweetly.

Tim put two and two together, and his face clouded over.

"This is your pussy of a boyfriend?" he asked Suky in astonishment. "Fat John pissed all over this guy?"

"How long have you known Suky?" he asked me, angrily. "Have you been holding out on me? Keeping the cutest one for yourself?"

I didn't know what to say. His assessment of the situation was accurate. I had tried to keep the lovely Suky to myself, and he had caught me red-handed. Suky tried to process what was happening, but it was very confusing for her.

"You guys know each other?" she asked.

"This cuckold pussy works for me," Tim explained.

Then, turning to me, he said angrily, "Wait for me in Joy's office, Timmy. You have some explaining to do."

"Timmy?" she said with a giggle. Then, as she processed the dynamic between my boss and I, she added, "Oh, Timmy's in trouble now."

Tim gave Suky a firm slap on the ass. "You are the one in trouble girl," he said playfully. "Let's go. The VIP room is mine. I want you to show me your eternal gratitude. Fat John is out of your life."

Tim and my beautiful Suky walked hand in hand down the hallway, as I stood there consumed in jealousy. Joy had heard the commotion and came out of the office.

"He had to find out eventually," she said trying to console me. "Come and have a cup of coffee while you wait."

I sat in Joy's office like a total fucking pussy, waiting for my boss to finish enjoying my girlfriend. I knew she was a courtesan, and had been a prostitute in Malaysia, but it felt really personal knowing my boss was using her for his pleasure. On his expense account, for fuck's sake.

Tim enjoyed the lovely Suky for nearly three hours. Joy had to rearrange two more of Suky's clients. She offered them both a free session with two masseuses, so there weren't any complaints. Finally, Tim entered Joy's office with Suky hanging all over him. She had a glow on her face that I had only ever seen once before, when she sent me the picture of her after she got fucked in the airport bathroom.

Tim exchanged pleasantries with Joy, and then told her that he would be in the VIP room for a few more minutes, sorting out the misunderstanding. He turned and left the room abruptly with Suky right behind him, like a puppy dog following its new master. I took in a deep breath, and walked towards the VIP room.

I hadn't seen this side of Tim since he took my job several months ago, and I wasn't sure how to react. I knew he was an Alpha Male, and it made sense to be passive, so as not to further inflame him. However, that would make me look weak in front of Suky's eyes, and she was still my girlfriend, so I was conflicted. I knocked on the door of the VIP room, and I heard Tim say "enter" very quietly.

I must admit I was relieved he had used a softer tone of voice, until I remembered that the room was sound-proofed. He must have been quite forceful in his directive, for me to even hear it.

I entered the room nervously. Tim was my direct boss but, more than that, he had complete autonomy over the staffing needs of the company I had worked for, over the last eleven years. He could adjust my pay, benefits, schedule, office assignment on a whim. I needed to act respectfully.

Tim and Suky were sat on a love-seat facing the door. He had his arm around her and she was snuggled in close to him, with her face against his neck. She stroked his chest absentmindedly with her beautifully manicured fingernails. Tim had placed a foot-stool in front of the love-seat, and motioned for me to sit on it. It was very low-slung, and once I was seated, I looked up at him with trepidation.

Tim tore me a new asshole in front of my girlfriend, and she watched with apparent amusement as he belittled me.

"What happened to your undying loyalty? Why would you try and cheat me like that?" he began. "I have been really good to you. Why would you cock-block me from the cutest girl here, and try and keep her for yourself? You selfish prick."

Suky was looking directly at me, trying to gauge my level of resistance, which to be honest, was zero.

"Please Tim," I said, with deference. "I am sorry. I fucked up. I fell for Suky the first time I met her, and she has been my girlfriend for the last few months. How can I make it up to you?"

"For starters, Timmy," he began assertively, "I am taking your 10am session with Suky every Saturday morning. I will enjoy your girlfriend's first session of the day, when she is freshly showered and untouched by other men. You will take Fat John's 11.30am session and enjoy my leftovers, if we are even done by then."

"Sloppy seconds," Suky interjected with a giggle, enjoying Tim's complete domination of me.

"Sloppy seconds indeed Suky," Tim added with a smile. "I am going to get you real dirty before Timmy gets his turn."

Suky was responding very favorably to Tim's belittling of me, and she reached her lips up to him for a kiss. My boss met her halfway, and they enjoyed a sloppy open-mouthed smooch.

I sat there wishing I was somewhere else. I had been in this situation before, an unwitting audience to a couple that were making out. My college roommate had a steady girlfriend and they spent a lot of time in our shared dorm-room. They were very affectionate, hugging and kissing all the time, and on more than one occasion, I watched awkwardly as they French kissed for several minutes.

It was bad enough being the third wheel and watching two people so engrossed in a public display of affection, that they were no longer aware of your presence. This feeling of inadequacy and being in the wrong place, was greatly amplified by the fact that one of the two people sucking face, was my girlfriend.

My emasculation was exacerbated by the fact that Suky was exhibiting the signs of abject arousal, from merely kissing. I had seen these physical demonstrations of desire before, but usually after an extended session of cunnilingus, or if Suky pleasured herself with her vibrator.

For her to come so close to the boil from merely kissing my boss, added insult to injury, but the signs were undeniable. Suky's face had reddened under the sexual provocation, her nipples were erect, and there was a light sheen of perspiration glistening on her forehead and upper chest. She was wearing skin tight Lycra boy-shorts, and her clitoris was protruding from her labia, desperately seeking stimulation.

In the confines of the VIP room, which was almost airtight due to the soundproofing measures Joy had taken to accommodate my boss, the smell of Suky's arousal hung in the air. Her vaginal secretions were visible on her boy-shorts, her inner thighs and the

love-seat on which she sat, for fuck's sake.

As their extended kiss ended, Tim turned back to me with a scowl, and continued his verbal assault.

"I am not going to make this decision while I am angry, but I have a good mind to make you service and pamper Fat John every Saturday morning, while I enjoy your girlfriend," he said assertively. "I know Suky begged you to intervene and you did absolutely nothing to protect her from John. I also know that you think he is the most disgusting human being on the planet. Suky told me that you said you would throw up if you had to service that pig on a regular basis. What poetic justice if you spend Saturday mornings on your knees in front of that fat prick."

"Please, Tim," I begged, "not that."

"I bet Fat John would forget all about Suky if you and Rim were lavishing attention on him. He could enjoy his grand finale, in the shower, every Saturday morning," he threatened me.

As I processed that horrific idea, Tim continued to berate me.

"I am cancelling your $2000 per month retreat payment, as you have apparently sublet my RV, to a college kid. Did you even read the lease agreement you signed? It states very clearly no subletting is permitted."

"I didn't charge Suky any money to sleep in the RV," I interjected. "She only slept there for a few nights. It is still yours to use as you see fit."

"Don't interrupt me you fucking pussy," Tim said angrily. "You can kiss your $5000 monthly performance bonus goodbye, too. If you read the small print, it is a rolling bonus, renewed monthly at my discretion. I will assign you a new office on Monday morning, so get your ass to the office and start packing your shit after we are done here."

"Please Tim," I exclaimed weakly. "I know you are pissed at me, but can't you punish me some other way than financially," I pleaded. "I am already way over-extended."

"I am not responsible for your piss-poor financial planning," he said coldly. "Forty grand a month and you are broke," he scoffed. "I will think long and hard about whether or not to renew your contract, when it expires in three months. I would get your finances in order if I were you. If you still work here in the fall, it will be for less money."

"Tim please, can't you take something else from me?" I said quietly, as the full weight of his power over me became apparent.

"I am taking your birthday present too," he said with an air of arrogance, that would come from holding someone's financial well-being in your hands.

"My birthday present?" I said. "I am confused."

"Let me clear up any confusion for you Timmy. On September 15th, which I believe is your birthday, I am going to enjoy your birthday gift from Suky. Not you! You can watch if you want."

I must have still looked confused because Suky spoke up.

"Tim has decided that he will take a piss on me in my marble shower enclosure, on your birthday. He wants me to wear my High School prom dress, the silk one, with my garter belt and stockings. I want you to watch him take your birthday gift from you."

"Watch?" Tim added. "I want Timmy to participate. He can serve me cold beers all afternoon until my bladder is completely full. Maybe I will make him kneel next to you on the shower floor Suky! Give you both a good soaking."

Suky was loving this display of dominance, and snuggled closer to Tim. She felt his cock through his pants, and looked at him admiringly.

Their connection was palpable and once again I faded into the background, as far as they were concerned. Suky stood up, faced Tim and climbed onto his lap. She put one knee on either side of his legs and, as he looked at me with contempt, she lowered herself into his lap.

Suky had given countless lap dances as a courtesan in Malaysia, and had continued to hone her skills servicing the VIP clients at the massage parlor. She had some fantastic moves, and as she gyrated on Tim's lap, it was evident that he was going to get erect. She was just too fucking irresistible, her tight little ass dry-humping my boss, like a bitch in heat.

As I watched them fuck through their clothes, it occurred to me that dry-humping was a bit of a misnomer. They were both far from dry, Suky's secretions evident to at least two of my senses, as I could see them smeared all over her thighs and smell them heavy in the air. Tim's pants had concealed his fluids, although I had no doubt that they were flowing freely, as Suky gave him the world's sexiest lap dance.

I waited patiently to be dismissed, done as I was watching this lewd sex show, particularly as one of the participants was my girlfriend. Suky raised herself up slightly from my boss' lap and fumbled with his zipper. Her heightened sense of arousal was making it more difficult than it needed to be, and finally Tim, eager to get inside her wet pussy, extracted his erect cock from his zipper. As soon as Suky felt the tip of his cock poking around at the entrance to her vagina, she slid the crotch of her boy shorts to one side.