Fucking Mondays. [Female Boss] [male subordinate] [Power Reversal] [Mf] [Anal]

Most people dread Monday’s at work, but I have to admit that I’ve come to enjoy coming in. My routine has changed a bit recently, amplifying my desire to walk through those doors. I’m the janitor, I used to start at the first floor and work my way up to Mrs. Hunnings private office. She’s since requested I begin my week in her office and work my way down from there. I’ve been getting less and less done, but only on those Mondays.

It all began on a Friday, oddly enough. I made my way up to her office and was surprised to find her still there at 8PM. She had a bottle of wine on the desk and was having a video conference with someone. I startled her and she quickly buttoned up her shirt and hung up on whoever she was chatting with.

“I’m so sorry, Mrs. Hunnings, I’m here to clean the room, you’re not usually in at this time!” I stammered.

I started to rush from the room but she yelled after me, “Go ahead, I’m not gonna stop you from doing your job, you work for me for Christ’s sake.” She was hurriedly refastening her top and adjusting her suit. When she sat back down at the desk she reconnected the call and apologized for the interruption. I tried to get my job done as quickly as possible so as not to disturb her any further.

It became quiet in the other room and I peeked out. It was dark, it looked as though she was gone. I breathed a sigh of relief and continued my job. This was the only bathroom in the building that I had to clean with an all natural lemon based cleaner for all surfaces. There was a shower, a toilet and a sink, as well as a large soaking tub. The luxuries of being the owner, I guess.

I refreshed her towels and tossed the old ones in my bag to be washed. I was dancing around the bathroom, listening to music as I always did once everyone cleared the building when I got hit with a sudden urge of needing to urinate.

I honestly thought she had left, so I was genuinely shocked when I turned around, cock still in hand to see her standing there. I know I must’ve turned about six shades of red. I quickly pulled the headphones from my ears and stammered, “I…thought…I’m sorry, I just had to go too much to run to another bathroom. Please don’t fire me.”

She smirked. God that smirk could’ve cut a man in half and had him begging her to do it again. She was a fiercely beautiful woman with a very inviting figure. She was tall and slim but had the picturesque hourglass curves of large breasts and hips with a petite waist. With her long black hair, pale skin and bright red lip, she was a fucking knock-out. I’m usually background noise to the other employees, so I know of at least a dozen men in the office who wank one out on their lunch break pretending to cum on her face and tits. I had to clean that shit up, so I was not impressed with the altitude or force with which they let go.

On top of her stunning beauty, she was cunning and intelligent. She fought her way to power and success and I have no doubt there are many emasculated men lying on the side of the path she took. I was honestly terrified of her as much as I was in awe of her.

She simply smiled at me, “Your name is Liam, right?” Her voice was soft, I’d never heard her use this tone before and I’m not sure if I was intrigued or terrified.

I quietly nodded as she continued, “Liam, I just received word from my husband that he is leaving me for my, now very fired, secretary. My secretary, not his. My perfect, bubbly, happy, door-next-girl secretary. I would very much like to thank you for interrupting my rendezvous and allowing me to see the cunt rise up from under his desk when I reconnected to the video.”

I gulped loudly and shakily asked, “So, I’m fired?”

She laughed, a genuine laugh, I had never heard her truly laugh like that before. “No, when I say I want to thank you, I mean I really want to fuck you, as in I’d like you to put your cock in my cunt and enjoy it, not fuck you over. May I?” she asked as she knelt down in front of me and motioned towards my cock.

How many times had I cleaned up in this building after guys who only fantasized of the image of her on her knees in front of them?

I nodded.

She quickly took my cock between her lips, not hesitating over the drips of piss that still clung to the tip.

I moaned loudly as her lips worked their way over me. She was skilled. Her tongue alone practically brought me to my knees, add in the way her hand cupped my balls and her throat opened up to allow my head to be squeezed in her and it took all I had to not grab the back of her head and turn her blowjob into a face fucking. She started unfastening her top with one hand, not letting her lips slip from my cock for a second. She continued playing with my balls, her fingertips mimicked the motion of the hand working its way down the buttons of her blouse along my sack and it was teasingly arousing.

It was all I could do to hold myself up. I braced myself on the sink and the towel bar as she took me deeply into her throat. Her shirt fell off in a quick motion and I stared at the beautiful mounds of flesh that were restrained by her bra. My heart was racing and she smiled with her own saliva dripping down her chin and my body flush against her face as she squeezed my cock head with her throat.

She was an incredibly powerful, disgustingly rich woman and here she was on her knees in front of a janitor. How in the fuck was she sucking me off in her private bathroom instead of deep throating some rich hotshot stud?

I don’t know when I got brave, exactly, but all I know is I closed my eyes and savored the feel of her tongue curling under them as she sucked each of my balls into her mouth with my dick. When I opened my eyes again, I had my hands on her head, guiding her harder against my cock.

She curled her fingernails into my hips and I started to let up on her a little, but she continued the rougher throat fucking and I groaned, “Oh fuck,” I whined.

Her mouth sounded sloppy as she bobbed on me, a thick coating of spit shined under the soft lighting of her bathroom and the veins in my cock throbbed as she tightened her lips along my shaft. I rubbed the back of her neck and started to pull her away from me but she wouldn’t budge, “Mrs. Hunnings, I’m going to cum,” I gasped.

She stopped for a moment and looked up at me, her gaze connected with mine and that fucking smirk was an impossible expression to mistake. She bobbed her head faster and tightened her mouth on me as she rubbed under my sack along the skin between my ass and balls. I pushed my hips towards her, my hands were firmly on the back of her head, holding her down on me.

She moaned lustfully as I let loose a thick load of cum, not letting her pull away until my balls stopped twitching. I pulled back a bit, she coughed and swallowed, daintily wiping the corners of her lips of any rogue streams of my cum. I was certain she was a tigress about to pounce on me.

But, she looked up at me and I was taken aback at her expression. There was a genuine innocence there. She did not look like the powerful woman that she was. She was blushing and having a hard time keeping eye contact without the faintest smile turning the corners of her lips upwards.

I stroked her cheek and she leaned into my palm. My courage to push forward rose exponentially and I finished pulling my pants off then knelt down in front of her and kissed her deeply on the lips, she hesitated momentarily but it only took a second for her tongue to accept mine as I tangled myself up in her mouth.

From there it was a whirlwind of clothing being discarded from each of us. The beauty of her face while I knelt beside her and fingered her cunt as I pulled her hair was unmatched from any porn I’d ever seen before. Her cheeks were flushed, her tits pushed up as her back arched. She knelt with her legs spread wide and her gasps and moans could easily be mistaken for tortured cries as my fingers roughly and quickly rubbed against her g-spot until a stream of fluid coated my hand, her thighs, and the freshly cleaned floor.

I smiled then brought my hand from her cunt and ran her wetness from my fingers over her lips, then I kissed her deeply and used her fluids to stroke my cock hard again, I had cum on her tits and side without even touching myself as I watched her orgasm on my hand.

We ended up on the bathroom floor, her body writhed under me as I ate her. She arched and moaned as I quickly and forcefully pushed and rubbed my tongue against a sensitive area just inside of her cunt. I replaced my tongue with my finger and brought my lips down over her clit. She cried out and I felt her body spasm, her pussy clung to my finger and pulled it deeper within her.

I didn’t let up. Her orgasm excited me, watching her pussy clench and her tits bounce as she rode out the waves of pleasure made me want to fuck her. I turned her over onto her stomach, she bent her knees and leaned forward on her forearms as I started to penetrate her pussy.

She stopped me and pulled away for a second.

She looked sad when she looked to me and practically begged, “Fuck me in the ass, please?”

I happily obliged.

I worked her ass for a bit, rubbing her juices and my cum around the hole and pushing it within her, she squirmed and pushed back against my hand and I could hardly hold back, she was like a vice, her pink asshole was soft, pulling my finger tightly as she clenched and I questioned if she was a virgin to anal. If not a virgin, it definitely hadn’t been used in some time. I knelt down and tongued her ass to see her reaction.

She yelped and pulled away slightly. I smiled and grabbed her hips, pulling her back to me so I could curl my tongue in her hole to show her what it would feel like. I don’t think she’d had anal sex before. It took a few minutes for her to moan. I spit on her ass and rubbed more of our fluids over my cock then gently spread her pink flesh with the tip of my dick. She clenched slightly and I rubbed her hip with one hand, guiding my dick with slow motions in and out with my other hand. I let her opening relax and get used to the feeling of fullness.

She was new to this, it was clear that this was something she was afraid of as her ass clenched down on my cock just as the head cleared her entrance. I held my dick still and rubbed her hip, “Ease up a little, I’ll go slow,” I said gently.

Mrs. Hunnings began rubbing her clit and I pushed her hand away, taking over myself. I started softly, gently working her body. Rubbing her clit in tight little circles until she moaned, then pushing my dick a little further into her ass until she clenched again, repeating the process until my dick was fully inserted and her clit was coated in the pussy drool I’d been dipping into. I made a few gentle pulls and thrusts, her ass clung to me, pulling in each direction my dick went. After a few minutes she was moaning and pushing her ass back towards me each time I pushed my dick into her.

It wasn’t long before I had my hands on her hips, my fingers lifting her pelvis and my palms lowering her spine slightly, angling her perfectly for slow and deep anal thrusts. She was moaning, “Fuck me, Liam…”

And it was fucking hot to hear the big boss begging for the janitor’s dick to tear up her ass.

I smiled and moved slower, keeping my thrusts gentle and steady, mostly to not hurt her, but also because I didn’t want to fucking blow, I wanted this to last for as long as it could. I groaned as I rubbed my hips against her ass and made her take it just a little deeper.

Then she turned to me with that sly smirk and taunted me, “I asked you to fuck me, Liam, not baby me.”

That was all she had to say. I pushed into her quickly and deeply and she cried out a bit as she fell forward. I lifted her hips and did as I was told. I moved so that I was squatting slightly above and behind her, my hands grasped that petite waist of hers and lifted her lower body just enough so I could plow her ass hard and deep as she squirmed beneath me.

She started whining, and I’m sure she was crying as I didn’t relent even when she tried to pull herself away from me slightly. Just as we were both about to cum from her deep ass fucking, I remembered that there was a mirror on the back of the bathroom door. I wrapped my arm under her waist and picked her up,keeping her ass firmly impaled on my dick as I moved her over towards the back of the door.

My hands gripped her inner thighs, wrapping over her her legs and holding her up in such a way that her legs were spread wide open and she could see me pushing and pulling in and out of her ass as I bounced her on my cock. She was watching my reflection intently and I smiled at her.

I spoke bluntly, “Finger yourself. I want to see your fluids flow like the cum-hungry whore you are.”

She moaned and her fingers went to work on her pussy and clit, working them with a furious passion as I continued to fuck her ass. One deep thrust and a gently rocking motion with her watching her own fingers violating her cunt was all it took before a sudden burst of liquid shot from her, spraying the mirror and floor, dripping down her cunt and my thighs.

Seeing her cum so forcefully sent me into my own orgasm and I shot my load deep within her ass. I nearly fell to the ground, but managed to slowly drop us both down carefully, me to my knees and her onto my lap as I knelt under her.

She collapsed back against me, her arms wrapped behind my head. I groped her tits with one hand and kissed her neck as my other hand trailed down her stomach and rested between her legs, my fingers just caressing her throbbing cunt. She was still impaled on my cock as I watched her. She was smiling and the most relaxed I’d ever seen her. Her voice was soft, tired, “Mondays. You come to see me first thing on Mondays.”

I nodded and kissed her neck, “Yes, Ma’am,” I said.

She smiled and pulled herself from my cock then turned around to face me, “You’ve just become a very valuable employee, Liam. I have a feeling that by the end of the month you’re going to know what I look like with your cum dripping off of my face and onto my tits. Much like fucking my ass, it’s a sight and experience my husband always wanted but I never allowed. If you keep living up to my expectations and continue obeying my directions, then by the end of the year I believe I’ll be the one following your commands quite happily.”

I cupped her jaw in my hand and she pushed towards it as I drew her in for a deep kiss. I smiled as I pulled back and looked at the mess we’d made of her bathroom and sighed, “I just cleaned this…”

She nodded, “I’ll clean the room, you clean me. Deal?”

A quick scoop from me lifted her into my arms and I carried her over to her shower. I would have fucking licked her bathroom clean at that point, but she didn’t have to know that. She tried to help me wash herself, but I grasped her wrist and shook my head. She backed down, letting me maintain the illusion of being the dominant person in this encounter. I carefully and thoroughly washed her body and then mine.

Mondays at work? Yeah I look forward to them now.

Source: reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/htx86i/fucking_mondays_female_boss_male_subordinate