"Go home. I will contact you later."
I read it again and again but the short note didn't change. I was confused when I woke up and found that I was alone. The indentation on the pillow beside me proved that I hadn't slept alone. Maybe I had upset her, but the faint tingling in my asshole coupled with the memories of the previous night made me think otherwise. Still half asleep I got dressed and stumbled downstairs to the store. I called out her name but the store was empty. Without her around the place felt somewhat eerie and I was glad to get out of there.
My mom greeted me with her usual warm smile and my dad gave me a big wink as though he knew what I had been up to. Mom fussed over me explaining that she was worried about me staying out all night but dad chided her and told her to leave me alone. "You know what we were like when we were kids." He laughed and gave me another all knowing wink that meant I had now become a member of some secret male club. I blushed like crazy and ran up the stairs to my room. He probably thought I had been screwing a pretty young thing but he wouldn't he be shocked if he ever found out just how wrong he was.
I flopped onto the bed and in my mind I relived the incredible night from before. My dick responded with a twitch and by the time I had dragged my pants down to my knees it was at full mast. Curiosity overcame me and wiping a fingertip over the end of my dribbling prick I moved it to my ass. I managed to get the tip in but I felt far too tight to go any further, cowardice overcame me so I contented myself with just stroking and teasing my prick.
Downstairs I could hear all the usual noise that my family made. The volume of the television competing with the radio and my parents trying to shout over the top of it all. I heard the front door bell go and my mother shouted up the stairs that my boss had come to see me about the stock taking in the store. My heart beat like a drum as I quickly dragged my pants back up and rushed round to make my room more presentable. Suddenly my door swung open and there she was. Normally she dressed from head to toe in black but today she was dressed more... more... I suppose mature.
She was dressed in a tweed outfit with brown boots that ended just below the hem of her skirt. She still had that formidable bun on top of her head though... that in my opinion would still give her that dominant aura no matter what type of clothing she wore. She calmly stepped into my room and closed the door behind her.
"I see you were thinking of me." She said while looking directly at my crotch.
I followed her gaze and realised that in my hurry I had forgotten to tuck my prick away. "Leave it alone and sit down boy." It's surprising just how much authority she carried as I eagerly complied.
Putting the briefcase she was carrying onto the bedside cabinet she turned back towards me and placed her fists on her hips. I began to squirm under her gaze and wondered when she would speak. She quickly lifted her hand up to smooth the side of her hair and I felt myself jump. What was going on? I felt completely stupid for flinching but I couldn't work out why I had done it. My boss seemed to derive some kind of pleasure out of it judging by the way she laughed at me.
While keeping eye contact with me she placed her left foot on the bed beside me and leaned forward. Instinctively I moved backwards to get out of the way but she followed me. I moved again but to no avail. The hunt was on and I was her prey as she crawled across the bed towards me. I couldn't help but look down her white blouse to her magnificent cleavage. My back was against the headboard of my bed and I had nowhere else to move to.
"Are you scared of me boy?" she asked with a mocking look on her face as she straddled my prone body.
