J and the VP (MF)
I just pulled a double shift at work…tired and ready to leave, I checked my email one last time. There was an email from the VP of HR, Ms. R. The email asked me to come by her home directly after my shift for a quick meeting. This would have typically been uncommon, but in the Covid days, most of the white collar office workers were working from home fulltime now. While it seemed like a pain in the ass at first, I knew our company was doing well, and had heard that more than a few factory workers receiving a sizable envelope as a cash bonus. I had become the the head of machine maintenance almost a year ago, after the former retired after 25yrs. I was told he personally recommended me to take over even with my lack of experience. Sometimes reliability and organization win out over years of service. I was happy to be promoted at that time, but the workload was increased substantially as well.
I headed home for a quick shower, and was right back on the door for the meeting. When I pulled up to Ms. R’s driveway, I noticed her usual black sedan, and an older SUV in the driveway…I guess I wasn’t sure if she was married or not. I ran the bell and Ms. R answered the door with not the most welcoming smile in the world.
At this point, let me describe the stories characters. I’m J, male in my late 30s, 6’5″, 225lb, and have a generally athletic build. I’ve been at the company for a few years after leaving my very stressful job in IT. I much preferred working with my hands, as the lead machine maintenance man. Ms R. is mid-thirties, 5’9 or so, with excellent curves. Long, dirty blonde hair, blue eyes, full lips, and what seems like a perpetual smirk on her face.
I was invited in, and walked past her into her modest home, which looked to be still under some remodeling work. It was a large open floor plan, which combined the livingroom, dining room, and kitchen. The cabinets were new, but she was still missing some lights over the kitchen island. She offered me a water, and made some small talk. She was standing against the kitchen island, and me in the open floor. She was wearing her usual office attire, button up white blouse and a black pencil skirt. Black hosery continued down into shiny black heels. I though it was odd she was still fully ‘corporate’, but she must have worked late and just gotten home herself.
‘Thank you for meeting me on such short notice Mr. J. We’ve been making some changes internally, and we’ll be restructuring the maintenance crew in the coming weeks.’
She couldn’t quite keep here eyes on me, they seemed to continually drift around the room. I stood there and stared straight at her. I knew the company was doing well, so I never imagined they would cut my team down. We’ve got a few really good guys, with families to take care of. I’ve been down this road before in the IT field, and lost a number of good co-workers during the last recession.
‘Unfortunately, we’ll also be eliminating the the head of maintenance position and outsourcing that with our vendor directly. I’m sorry to have had to deliver the bad news.’
Now this I definitely did not see coming. I’m sure Ms. R could read the shock on my face. I had never actually been let go from a job before, so a flood of emotions were starting to fill my head. All of the usual suspects, shock, disappointment, anger. I really couldn’t do anything but just continue to stare at her. She was starting to fidget a bit, but maintained her posture, and for a second, I thought i saw that perpetual smirk peak out. That broke me.
‘I thought the shop was doing well? Damn near everyone has been working doubles at least a few days a week. Where is all that extra money going. Into the pockets of the VP’s? How many more people are getting laid off? What kind of raise did you give yourself and the rest of the office crew?’
I walked up to Ms. R, and by the time my last word came out, I was standing 6 inches from her. Turns out she wasn’t too distraught. She flashed that smirk again and began.
‘We have to do what is best for the company Mr. J. We can save money by eliminating overhead, and increase profits. Where that money ends up going is none of your business.’ I couldn’t believe what I just heard.
She smirked again.
Without even thinking, my hand went up behind her head, grabbed a hold of her scalp, and pulled back sharply. Before I even realized what I had just done, I saw the look on her face. Her eyes rolled to the back of her head and her eyelids began to flutter. Her cheeks were flushed red, and her lips…her lips got so plump and began to quiver. Her mouth opened slightly and she exhailed slowly. The edges of her lips began to curl into a full smile.
‘All of you office people are the same…just looking to line your pockets even deeper. Do you think your fancy VP title gives you the right to play with people like pawns on the chess board?’ She began to talk, but I pulled back on her scalp again.
‘You like to play with people, I can see that, we can all see that. We’ve all seen the way you look at the men in the factory. We aren’t dumb, we know what you are….we know you’re a slut.’ With that comment, her eyes opened and, for the first time, made direct eye contact with me. I leaned forward and kissed her hard. Our tongues met and fought in her mouth. I gave her hair a slight tug again, and her tongue gave up resistance. I ended the kiss, pulled her lower lip into my mouth, and gave it a bite. Here eyes fluttered again and her body relaxed against the kitchen counter.
‘I think its about time someone toyed with you a bit, don’t you think?’ She couldn’t answer, she was still in a haze of desire. I grabbed her chin with my other hand and her eyes opened. ‘When I ask you a question, I expect a fucking answer.’
‘Yes’ Was all she could muster.
‘Yes what?’ I said. I was firmly in control.
‘Yes…sir’ Her eyes got wider and her smirk returned. She knew the game we were about to play, and she answered correctly.
My hand left her chin and my mouth attacked her next. Kissing, licking, nibbling every inch of her soft pale skin. Her hands went moved behind her back to brace herself against the countertop, opening up her chest and shoulders in the process. I let go of her hair, and both hands went down to her breast. I groped her fiercly with my large hands while I devoured her flesh. My fingers found the hem of her shirt, and pulled. Buttons went flying and her cleavage was exposed. She was wearing a thin black lace bra that barely supported and contained her full breasts. My hands teased the newly exposed line of lace along the top of her breasts, then pulled down to fully expose them. Beautiful contrasting dark nipples against her pale skin, and they were rock hard. I kissed her hard again as my hands explored her bare breasts again. I pinched and twisted her nipples lightly, and she moaned in my mouth.
It was at that point I felt her body submit to me.
I grabbed her scalp again, tilted her head back, and our eyes met yet again.
‘You like being a high and mighty VP at work, but I know what you really want…what you really need.’ He eyes lit up with that statement. ‘You need someone else in control of your desires, of your body, of your mind. You need to be dominated, and you need to be fucked.’ The lip quiver returned, then she spoke.
‘Yes sir…I need to be dominated.’ This was all I needed to hear. My heart was pounding, and my mind was racing. My cock was straining against my jeans, and I pressed it into her for a moment. I took one step back and with my hand full of her dirty blonde scalp, guided her to her knees in front of me. She glided down effortlessly. She wanted this…she needed this.
Her hands immediately went to work on my belt. I yanked her head back, and gave her a light slap across the face.
‘Did I say you could do that?’ I could tell she wasn’t expecting me to stop her, but her hands dropped to her sides in complete compliance.
‘No sir’ was all she said…her eyes never leaving mine.
‘I know you are an eager little slut, but you do what I say, when I say it…do I make myself clear.’ It was more of a statement then a question.
‘Yes sir, I understand.’ Lip quivering again.
‘Get to work slut, and show me how a secret office whore like you sucks cock.’ The smirk returned and she got to work. She unbuckled and yanked the belt from the loops. Button and zipper undone, she slid my pants down to my ankles. She brushed her fingertips over outline of my cock through my underwear. She looked up at me, mouth slighty open again, and slowly peel down my underwear. She took cupped my balls with one hand, my cock in the other, spit on the tip, and proceeded to give me the sloppiest blowjob I’ve ever received. She licked it from balls to tip, with her saliva dripping from her mouth the entire time. She pumped my cock and grabbed my ass with the other, trying to fuck her throat with it. I grabbed her scalp again and pulled her head back sharply. I spit on her face, smeared it onto her lips, and shoved my cock back into her mouth. I kept firm hold of her hair and pounded her throat like a pussy. She never broke eye contact with me, and I’ve never been more turned on in my life.
I never bothered to tell her that I was about to cum. I felt my balls tighten up, held her head steady, and shot 2-3 ropes directly directly down her throat. Her eyes widened, but she never flinched. I pulled my cock from her mouth and unloaded the rest of my cum all over her face. That fucking smirk never left. She wiped the remain cum with her fingers directly into her mouth and swallowed it all. She wrapped her lips around my cock and sucked the last few drops from the tip. Satisfyed with her work, she started to stand up, but I had other ideas. I wrapped a hand around her throat and gave her a squeeze.
‘Did you think I was done with you slut? I’ve got a few more plans for you yet. Crawl to your fucking bedroom and wait on the floor for me.’
That smart ass fucking smirk of hers turned into the most devious smile i’ve ever seen. She spun around on her knees, added her hands to the floor, and proceeded to crawl past down the hallway. Hips and ass swaying the entire time…I knew she’s been in this position before.
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/ix04v2/my_m_meeting_with_the_vp_f
Sucks about your job.