WARNING: These stories introduce my new character, Michael, and have two parts. The first part is about Michael's sexual liaisons with earth women many who work for him and the second part details his encounters with meeting and breeding feline ETs.
They involve scenes of graphic sex including alien transformation, breeding and anal. If that is not what you are looking for don't read on. All sexual acts depicted in the story are committed by adults over eighteen years old and alien transformation into human forms for sexual encounters.
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I went into work with my list of emanate scientists. Before I offered to hire them I thought I'd better check and see if I had the money to do it. Kate had provided me with a list of twenty banks that she said all had the same password - "theFuckcat$". I thought that was hilarious at the time, that Kate had me pegged. I checked each off-shore and foreign bank accounts and each had at least fifty million dollar balances.
I called my head of HR into my office. Christine was a Harvard MBA graduate and keeping with my particulars was a knockout. Christine was well put together. She had long dark brown hair with caramel and red highlights. She had such a pretty face and vibrant personality men have had shouting matches over her in bars.
Her shape was athletic as one of the perks working for me was a gym and spa paid membership. Her breasts were nice to look at maybe B-C cups that sat firm because of her workouts. She had long strong legs that started at her feet and ended in heaven. At company events and after-hour celebrations we had flirt but she never let me take her home, I was her boss after all.
She came around and sat on the edge of my desk. She took in a deep breath and kinda shimmied and her eyes got a dreamy look to them. I've started to notice that my female employees all do that when they are in close proximity to me. Christine's skirt slipped apart showing me the lace tops of her thigh highs. She looked at her open skirt and gave me a bright smile and asked me, "What's Up?"
I gave her the list and told her to contact each of the females on this list and offer them a salary they could not refuse. Tell them they could either move to corporate or stay where they lived or relocate to the city of their choice. But if off-site they would be expected to set up an independent lab but could only hire female assistants. I told Christine she had full authorization to run this hiring project and full discretion on salary and benefits. But the most important thing was if they were to be off-site they had to be hired by one of these corporations and I gave her the list. I asked her to check back with me over the next weeks and let me know how things were going.
"Oh and by the way if you pull this off there will be a six figure bonus for you and a paid month vacation to anywhere you want to go. If you need to hire an assistant get her in here quick and get the best so she hits the ground running. You know the type I want," I said.
Christine smiled when I said that last part and moved slightly and I was looking up her skirt at baby blue panties - I can't help myself! Christine took in a deep breath and hopped onto my lap legs outside my thighs and kissed me deeply. In a soft voice she told me, "I know the kind of woman you like to hire Michael. After all I am one of them. Your hire offer was outrageously generous. I almost didn't take the job because I thought foolishly I would have to put out for you. I could not have been more wrong in my thoughts. I now fucking love working for you Michael. And if I pull this off I'm gonna give you a reward for trusting me and challenging me to do my best!"
Then she shocked me a little by taking my hand and cupping one of her breast. "That's just a hint of your reward," she smiled and kissed me again. My hand on its own wound up on Christine's inner thigh and I let its warming feeling run up the nerves in her thigh and find their way to her vulva and make that wonderful whole area tingle. Her skirt slid fully open across her thighs and I got a front row seat to lacy baby blue panties.
We sat there looking deeply at it each other wondering if this would go further. Using my thoughts and physical contact I pulled some moistness down into her panties and she took in a deep breath. I watched as the gusset darkened from her inner honey leaking out. Her eyes challenged me to touch her panties and massage her pussy. She took in a deep breath and closed her eyes but then stood breaking the spell. She looked around checking for Angie then lifted her skirt. She let me look at her baby blue panties for a while longer. The gusset was much darker from her dripping juices and I could just detect her female scent.
She bit the hem of her skirt to keep it up then pushed her panties down her legs and slid them off her heels. Her vulva has decorated with short brunette down and a half moon on her mons. She had a blood red tattoo that looked like this, " )O( " in the center of her half moon pubic hair.
"That's your other reward you're looking at Michael. Fuck the concerns of boss - employee relationship. And since the rumors in this company are usually true I won't be your first conquest. I thought I'd be fighting harassment charges when I saw the flock of female scientists and engineers you had already hired. But again I was so wrong to think that. The women in the lunchroom swoon with the thoughts of you taking them for your pleasure. There is not a one that would say no. Even more so since your accident and return from the hospital. I'll get back to you with progress."
She picked up her panties then laughing held them to my nose then swished out of my office. Later at the end of the day an interoffice envelope was delivered by our pretty eighteen year old just out of high school female intern. She dressed to impress and stood next to my desk and waited. "Thank you sweetheart," I said smiling. "I've heard you're doing a wonderful job!" She smiled brightly and took in a deep breath and blushed deep red. I couldn't believe it but she curtsied.
"It's my job to check your mail for any possible threats or problems. I did that Sir. Mine are the green ones," she said blushing again.
She swished her short skirt when she turned and pulled up the back. She showed me her bare ass then almost skipped out of my office. I opened the interoffice envelope and turned it over and a pair of fragrant baby blue and green panties dropped into my palm. I took each to my chin and each had a distinct female scent. I breathed in deeply and ran my fingers over the soaked gussets. Two notes dropped out.
"Here I don't need these pretty baby blue panties for the ride home. And besides they appear to be all wet for some reason," was written by Christine.
"If you ever want what was behind these green panties it's all yours. I rubbed one out in the ladies room while wearing them. I think I got them all wet." It was signed, 'Mary Anne'.
I think I better get my lawyer to draft up a 'Non Disclosure & Harassment Agreement' and have these female employees sign one before they drop their panties in my presence. I'm beginning to think the gift from my coma might be a curse. Oh well I'll just have to learn to live with it.
Anyway back to the present. Angie stood in the doorway. "How was the weekend with your husband?" I asked. "I have a donut on my chair. I can barely sit down. He fucked me in both places down there over and over. I didn't know he had such wild ideas rolling around in his head. Once I told him I was his slut for the weekend as long as he came in my pussy all bets were off. So he should be happy when I tell him I'm pregnant in about two weeks. Thank you Michael. Now do you want to do any real business?" she said laughing.
"Yes get my CFO on the phone and have her come to my office now."
Louise showed up about ten minutes later and sat in the chair facing me. I watched as she took in a deep breath and blushed red down her cleavage. She reached up and fanned her blouse and another button popped open. Her skirt just happened to slide a little up and she left her upper thighs exposed.
It seems all the women in my company on their own adopted a skirt and blouse with thigh high stockings as the dress code. They apparently don't mind flirting with me and don't mind me looking. But Louise being married with young kids I held in respect. She was a Wharton Business School graduate and was about to earn her large salary.
"I want you to work closely with Christine on an aggressive hiring plan I've put in motion. All hiring expenses are to come out of these legal offshore accounts - relocation, salary, benefits and the cost for off-site labs. After all your financial work on this project there will be a seven figure bonus and a month paid vacation for you, your husband and your kids. I'll even cover the cost of an au pair to mind your girls so your husband and you can have some alone time," I laughed.
"Ok Michael, consider it done. But my husband and I have separated over my wishes to have another child, several maybe. If he doesn't wanna go on the trip I'll take the kids and the au pair and go fucking relax. I'm already off birth control so when I get back we can discuss the rumor of another benefit you can provide," she said softly as she lowered her eyes blushing.
I watched as the skirt slid fully back and her thighs opened. Yellow see through lace panties were now on display. I watched her mommy breasts rise and fall with her excitement. I heard she made use of the 'quiet room' so was still breastfeeding her girls. She followed my eyes from under her skirt to her breasts which rose and pushed out when she arched her back.
I came around the desk with the list of banks and stood just outside her open thighs. Standing this close I could now smell her aroma. She took in another breath and her eyes closed.
"I don't know if its proper protocol to say this Michael but you put out a scent that makes all the women that work here go weak knees. From the conversation in the breakroom all you have to do is give us a little push over your desk or conference room and we'll willingly wind up on our backs. Just saying so Boss!" and she laughed embarrassed.