AND THE BOSS CAME TOO
It was not for the first time that Margot wondered what she was doing with her life after two years had passed since her divorce and she had yet to settle down. Her fortieth birthday was behind her by a couple of eventful years and here she is in her boss's apartment where she has spent the night.
"Is this the woman I am?"
She knows the answer: she is a mother of two kids who are just entering puberty and has a routine office job that lacks any real excitement. But the boss, younger than she is, has gotten to her and she still feels the thrills of what they have done through the night. What she and Bram have discovered has been far from routine and what she has ardently pursued with him wonderfully different.
Maybe Bram has awakened her to the woman she is.
He groans. "Yes, go on. You do it so darn well!"
She wantonly licks his erect penis and kneads and caresses his sac. He's got more than enough for her and is good-looking with it. He's younger than she is by some seven years or so, with steely blue eyes, curly blonde hair that tops a slender face, and a lean and toned body that you'd expect on a guy of his age. Bram's always impeccably dressed and others in the office have taken a lead from him. There's been no need for anything to be said; the others have picked up on what he, as an internet entrepreneur, expects of them and that goes against the mainstream of how others dress for their work.
Just to see him so sharply dressed every day, when she sees him again, winds her up and makes her feel lustful for his ways again with her. He can fuck for what feels like hours until she has to beg him for mercy and rest.
The night before, and with the kids parked for the night with her parents, they had chattered and flirted as their colleagues enjoyed themselves over dinner in a glitzy restaurant. It had been a reward for targets being hit. Bram was never slow in rewarding people for their successes.
"Are you enjoying this, again...like you did last night?"
"What do you think, Margot?"
She takes him deep in her mouth and works him without any inhibitions about who they are to each other. She lavishes hungry attention upon his prick and performs little tricks with her mouth and tongue that she knows he likes and that Bram always demands of her before the 'main action' begins. She sucks and licks as if her job depends upon it going the way that Bram wants.
At moments like this, she does not wonder about the others whom he takes to bed, here or in their places, or in the hotels she knows he stays at whenever he is away on business in the country, somewhere. He is a guy who networks extremely well, and some of the calls she has to take when he's on the phone, surprise her. Some are women bosses whom even she has read of in the trade magazines.
Does he fuck them too? Is that the secret of his success?
He shudders as she works him. "You sure know what to do, colleague of mine!"
She hears his teasing laugh and eases off his wonderful prick that glistens from her saliva. "I'm glad that you like it, boss, but now it's my turn."
Margot lies back on his über-large bed and wonders how many other women have been just where she's now stretched out and open to his gaze. She gaps on realising that throughout their fuck-fest she's never had to take off her thong, he's just pushed his shaft past it. But not now.
