Fucking My Boss Instead of Working ♕

Fucking my boss might become my new normal

I didn’t plan on fucking my boss today. I was doing my job in the kitchen when the boss, the house owner, walked into the kitchen saying. “Would you be sweet enough Vanessa to prepare me a quick meal? I know you are not a cock and it is not part of your job, but I will tip you well for it, and I am so hungry”

“Of course Sir!”

Only two minutes later before I had started preparing his meal. “I tell you what Vanessa, forget the meal, I will take a rain check on it, but I need another service if you would?” he had a smiling naughty face on, winking an eye while saying that.

Fucking my boss is not just a fantasy. What I need to mention is that he was a real good-looking man in his early thirties, an athlete, a man’s look that would make any woman drool to have him in her bed! Though to be honest, I wasn’t thinking that way at that moment. “Of course Sir, anything for you, but why did you change your mind about the meal? I would happily prepare it for you”

I was facing the counter, working while talking to him. He smiled walking closer till he was almost glued to my body from behind. His arms wrapped around my waist and planted a kiss on my cheek. “I changed my mind because I think I am in need of something else. I have just decided to make you my meal instead, don’t you chicken on me, you have just said you would do anything.” I was so wet I wanted nothing more than to be fucking my boss.

His hands were roaming all over my body, feeling and rubbing every asset he could over my clothes.

Fucking my boss began when he dropped to his knees behind me and under my skirt, moved my panties aside, and started licking my pussy, my ass, and inner thighs. I have to admit I wasn’t about to stop him or push him away because I happen to be one hell of a horny cum slut who loved the thought of fucking my boss. Never would I say no to being licked or fucked, especially by a handsome, strong, athletic man like that one.

I started to like what he was doing, I loved his courage and direct forward method of approach. Besides, as I have said earlier, he was the dream man of any woman. Instead of rebelling or fighting him, I bent over the counter, spreading my legs further giving him better access to my perfect pink asshole under my skirt and my moaning was getting louder as a sign of enjoying what that man was doing down below.

I’ve been dreaming of fucking my boss and he’s finally plowing me.

Then, he lifted me up over the counter and spread my legs, and ate my pussy. I was shaking and trembling all over, having my first orgasm over that courageous, gorgeous man’s lips. My mind was swimming in the fact I was fucking my boss!

Then, onto the floor, he got under me and we started to 69. I was sucking his thick cock while he was eating my pussy again. Then he asked me to ride his dick. At this point I was fucking my boss so damn good  I came again. He helped me up again and fucked me standing doggie by the kitchen counter.

He was fucking me like a fuck machine. The strongest sex power I had ever had. He fucked my mouth, pussy, and ass until I was sore everywhere. He was ready to cum while I was having another orgasm at the same time. Fucking my boss felt so good. Then he pulled out of me and pushed his cock into my mouth. Squirting lots of thick, creamy juices into my mouth, dripping out of me and glazing my bare tits.

After dressing he said my work was finished for the day. ” You did more than enough for me Vanessa. Thanks for all your hard work.” I was blushing on my way out the door. I could still smell him on me and taste him on my lips. Fucking my boss might be my new favorite thing.