I[M] take photo’s of my boss [F] for a surprise gift and fuck her [LONG] [pt 3]

Sorry for the delay, a busy week in the office.

Part 1 : https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/qqwuw0/im_take_photos_of_my_boss_f_for_a_surprise_gift/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=web2x&context=3

Part 2 : https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/qs8oif/im_take_photos_of_my_boss_f_for_a_surprise_gift/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=web2x&context=3

I wake up around 7:00 the next day, head a little foggy. Clare is seemingly still asleep so I just lie there a little while.

As she begins to wake she stretches and yawns and arches her back, pushing her arse into me. I give it a little grope and give her a “morning” with a kiss. I’m still naked from the night before and Clare is in a peach camisole.

We both use the bathroom and hop back into bed, kissing cuddling and talking.

We discuss the day before, how she’s never done anything hotter, and her enjoying getting herself off in front of me and camera, seeing how much I liked it in turn. Clare says “It made me feel like a sexy slut and watching you getting harder watching me, made me even sluttier”

I laugh and say just how sexy I found it.

“We’ll have to do it again”. She says with a little smirk.

Propped up in bed, I talk about how much I’ve wanted her over the months in the office, and how I’ve watched her arse move in her grey pencil skirt, and I’ve often found myself wondering what’s underneath her outfits.

I tell her I have a massive thing for lingerie and heels on a woman, and she tells me that whenever i see her she’d be in something I’d want to fuck her in.

We start talking about the physical stuff, what we find attractive in each other. I say she has an amazing arse.

“You like this arse?”, she says pushing it into my lap, turning away from me. I rest my hands on her hip.

I give her a good grope, and put my hand back on her hip.

“Shame, I always had you down as a tits guy”, she takes my hand and makes me cup her breast. I start massaging and playing, and I then feel her nipple in my fingers.

I gently squeeze, which brings a moan and squirm. “I love having my nipples played with”. I squeeze a little firmer, which makes her practically grind against my now pretty hard dick.

I whisper “when did you last fuck like we have this weekend”, and she said “never”. She reaches back and begins stroking my dick.. Just the lightest touch of her makes me get harder in her hands.

Feeling her hands move up and down my shaft causes me to moan in her ear, I squeeze her nipple even harder causing a Yelp, and an apology from me.

I am now rock hard in her hard, and still in a spoon position she rubs my dick on the silk of her peach shorts, at the entrance to her pussy.

I move my hand off her chest, and inch down between her thighs, I slide the shorts to the side, and move my fingers inside her. I hear her gasp.

I can feel her coat my fingers and again squirm on my hand. I take my hand away and push a finger in her mouth, and I taste the other.

She tells me to wait, as she lifts herself off the bed and removes the shorts. She takes my dick and begins rubbing it between the lips of her pussy, and then onto her clit. She is getting more vocal as she rubs and grinds on my dick harder. I can feel her getting more and more tense, I move her hand off my dick and replace it with mine doing the same thing. Within seconds she start moaning.

I slide inside her, which pushes her over the edge, her body tenses as she arches her back and pushes down on me. I tell her to stop and grab a pillow, I place it roughly where her hips are and tell her to “lie on your front on the pillow”.

She does as asked and I position myself between her legs, I slide inside her again, and hold on to her arse as I begin to slide in and out of her. After a a couple of minutes I feel that I’m about to cum, and do so deep inside her.

I sigh deeply and roll back on to the pillow at the top of the bed. Clare looks at me and says “I’ve never done that before, it felt amazing”.

We decide to go for breakfast, so we shower and pull on our outfits. She looked delightful in a orange(ish) patterned maxi dress and wedges.

Over breakfast we make some plans, there’s a national trust property, so we go and head there for a walk.

It was all pleasant, and over chatting whilst having a walk, I say how much I can’t wait to see her in the office. Whilst I’ll be professional I’ll be fanaticising about fucking her. She tells me absolutely no-one can find out about this. I again give here my word..

After a couple of hours, we decide to head off. There’s a pub down the 10min down road so we decide to have a little bite before parting ways. On the drive down, I follow her call.

I gave her a call a couple of min in. “pull over, you’ve smoke coming from the back”. She finds a layby and I pull in behind her. I tell her to open her bonnet and I tell her to stay put, switch the engine on etc… After a minute of doing fuck all, I close the bonnet and open her door. Give her a kiss, and run my hand up the outside of her dress, feel the outline of the thong under my hand. “Fixed now”. I close the door and hop back in my car.

Seconds later I get a call, “that was hot” and the phone goes down.

We have a nice lunch at the pub and we walk back to the cars, I ask if I can hop in hers to say good bye and again, i plant a long kiss and run my hand over the dress but between her legs. I hear a gentle moan, which makes me want more, but I stop.

I say goodbye, open the door. “Wait”, she grabs my arm. Clare leans in and kiss me a deep passionate kiss and rests her right arm firmly on my dick.

Smirking she says “now we’re even”. I say goodbye and get in our cars.

Get home, unpack. I load the laptop and start going through the photos, that document an outrageous weekend. It take all my willpower to not get myself off immediately.

A few hours later my phone vibrates.

“Thank for an amazing weekend, you opened my eyes to so much. Doing anything fun?”

I tell her I am arranging some photo’s I took this weekend, but they are quite graphic and I’m horny as fuck because of it.

“Really ?”

I send back a dick pic, of me rock hard, and a photo of Clare bent over on my screen clearly visibly in the background.

Seconds later, I get a video, her hands inside inside her knickers.

“You’ve got me feeling like a sex mad teenager again, I can’t wait to feel your dick inside me again”.

At that point, I just have to get myself off, I came all over myself.

We said our goodnights, and I continued to edit the photos.

The next story (if wanted), is the selection and aftermath of the book.

Then if I get that far, a number of stories after the book.

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