[MF] How I (33m) ended up fucking my recently divorced boss (39f)

When I decided to write some GWS stories I could think of three events in my life that I felt were worth writing up, and here is the final one.

Just over four years ago I started a new job. I was taking a bit of a risk leaving my previous job but it turned out to be the best decision I’ve ever made. I wasn’t unhappy at my old company but I loved everything about my new workplace (and still do). This was for a whole host of reasons but especially because of the people I was working with. One colleague I get on with really well is my boss, Katja. I’ve learned a lot from working with her and my career has progressed as a result. Not only do I enjoy working for her but we have a number of interests in common and I became friends with her and her husband Paul, often meeting up with them outside of work. The other big change in my life during this time was in early 2018 when I met my girlfriend Eleanor. From early on, our relationship felt more special than any other I’d been in and I loved her to bits.

Later that year, Katja and I went abroad on a business trip for a week with another colleague. We arrived back in the UK on a Saturday evening and the three of us got a train back from the airport together. Paul was at the station to greet Katja. We all went our separate ways home. Everything seemed normal.

First thing on Monday I had to drop by Katja’s office for some reason and at once I could tell something was wrong. Katja seemed distracted and looked like she’d been crying. I asked if anything was up and she completely broke down in tears in front of me. It turned out Paul had been using her week away to cheat on her and he’d admitted to it over the weekend. Not really knowing what to do I tried my best to comfort her, but it wasn’t easy. I was also in shock that Paul, who I’d always thought of as a generally decent person, had done such a thing.

For the next few months I tried to be there for her whenever she wanted a chat and some sympathy. She decided she wanted a divorce, which was a stressful process in itself and it was the following summer before it was all complete. Around that same time Eleanor suddenly broke up with me. I wasn’t expecting it at all and was just stunned. It wasn’t as bad as being cheated on by your spouse of 10 years, but I was still in a bit of a mess and now it was Katja who was there for me as I tried to come to terms with it.

After a couple of months of this I remember a conversation about how we both had to put these events behind us, not let ourselves dwell on them, and to move onwards and upwards. To that end we decided to have a night out together, just the two of us. It wasn’t a date, it was just an evening to mark new beginnings. We went to a bar, slightly more expensive than either of us would normally have gone for but for both of us it was our first proper night out in ages and we wanted to enjoy ourselves.

When the bar closed we walked, slightly tipsily, back to my flat which was nearby to have another drink. We sat on the sofa and watched a random film that was on TV. As we watched we gradually sat closer and closer, not saying a word or even looking at each other, but slowly starting to snuggle together. By the time the film ended Katja was in my arms with her head resting on my chest. My heart was thumping hard. I’d always considered Katja attractive. She is petite with gorgeous fiery red curly hair and is always well dressed – not in a sexy way particularly but she always looks elegant. However, I’d never thought about her sexually before because a) she’s my boss and b) we’d each been in relationships for most of the time I’d known her.

Now, however, things were different. We were lying intimately together on my sofa. We were both slightly tipsy. I could smell her intoxicating perfume and it made me want to bring my face even closer to hers. And, of course, we were both trying to move on from failed relationships, and I for one wanted to sleep with someone, anyone, to put Eleanor out of my mind. I reached out to envelop Katja with my arms even further and she responded by sighing and resting her head right back onto me. She turned her head awkwardly towards me and in that moment I couldn’t have resisted kissing her cheek even if I’d wanted to. I kissed her again. And again. She turned her whole body towards me and smiled before leaning into me. We kissed, and from the moment our lips met I knew we were going to have sex.

We must have stayed on that sofa for ages, just kissing, exploring each other’s mouths with our tongues and, more tentatively, each other’s bodies with our hands. I loved lying there enjoying the moment with her, knowing we had all the time in the world and didn’t have to rush into anything. Eventually the kissing went up a few gears and we became even more handsy as we made out passionately. We stood up and I walked Katja to my bedroom where I set about slowly removing her dress, keeping her underwear on for now. I lay her down on the bed then quickly slipped off my own clothes and lay down naked on top of her, and resumed making out with her. My cock was hard and I was grinding it on her crotch, and I could feel the dampness seeping through her knickers.

I removed my lips from Katja’s to bite her bottom lip then moved over to nibble her ear. From there I moved down to kiss her neck before biting her shoulder. She started whispering my name every time my teeth gently scraped across her skin. I kissed my way back to her neck then down to her chest, and buried my face in her tits as I removed her bra. She had lovely dark nipples, each surrounded by a pronounced areola. They looked perfect, and I licked and sucked one nipple as I kneaded the other between my fingers.

Katja was getting so horny she couldn’t wait any longer. She moaned in my ear “I want you in me. Please, I want you in me right now.” I quickly took a condom from my drawer and put it on while Katja removed her knickers and opened her legs. I lay on her again and slid my cock into her welcoming pussy. There was a moment when I suddenly thought to myself in a panic how crazy this was. I had my penis in my boss’s vagina. There was no way this was a good idea, surely. But then Katja’s moans snapped me out of those thoughts. After all, it was a bit late to go back now and I’d worry about consequences later.

I kissed Katja again then, slowly at first, thrust my cock as deep as it would go before pulling almost all the way out, then pushed all the way in again. It wasn’t the most exciting sex I’d ever had but it was possibly the most beautiful. We fucked like that for a long time, with me gradually picking up the pace, and both of us moaning and whispering to each other how fucking good it felt. I realised though that Katja wasn’t getting any closer to cumming so I went down on her instead. She made a noise like she was pleasantly surprised by my tongue in her pussy and kept saying how amazing it was that I was doing this for her. It still took a while to bring her to orgasm but when she came I tasted her juices flooding into my mouth and she let out a noise somewhere between a grunt and a deep moan before gasping my name several times. She kept saying how amazing it was that I’d given her a blowjob and I wondered vaguely whether her ex-husband had always refused to do the same for her.

Katja lay back sighing until she’d recovered her breath after her orgasm, then she sat up, placed her hand on my chest and pushed me down onto the bed. Without a word she removed the condom, took my cock into her mouth and started sucking enthusiastically. I love having my cock sucked but she still took me by surprise. This was one of the best blowjobs I’d ever received. She seemed to know exactly how much pressure to apply as she sucked me, and exactly where to swirl her tongue at the same time. She played with my balls with one hand and massaged my perineum with the other, instinctively knowing how to pleasure me. From time to time she would swap round and rub my cock with her hand while taking my balls in her mouth and gently sucking them. I don’t often cum from oral but this time it was only going to end one way. I spluttered out a hurried warning that I was about to cum but if anything she sucked even harder and my cock exploded with pleasure, firing my load down her throat. Katja swallowed every drop of cum she could squeeze from me before looking up at me with an amazingly sexy grin. It was obvious she was very well practised in the cock sucking department, and if my suspicion is correct that Paul would refuse to eat her out when he was also getting blowjobs like that, then I’m sorry but he was taking an absolute fucking liberty.

When I was ready to fuck again I put on another condom and eased into her for a second time. I fucked her harder this time. Having the first orgasm made it easier for Katja to cum again, and this time it wasn’t long before she was grabbing at my body while moaning incoherently in my ear. She shuddered with pleasure as the orgasm washed over her. Seeing her overwhelmed by pleasure made me cum as well and I filled the condom with my second load of the night while balls deep in her pussy. We lay down next to each other, a panting, sweaty mess and fell asleep in each other’s arms.

I woke next morning with a raging boner and my left hand tightly grasping Katja’s right breast. Our faces were so close we were almost kissing. Still drowsy, I snuggled right up to her with my lips lightly brushing against her neck and after a while she woke up. We grinned at each other and I leant in to kiss her again. Our hands started wandering and she discovered how hard I was. After she’d rubbed my cock for a while I needed more and we were soon fucking again, until I came once more.

After a few minutes lying together enjoying the moment, Katja got up to shower then said it was time she was going, and gave me one last passionate kiss before leaving. I was still naked in bed and tired so I fell asleep again for a couple of hours. When I woke up I couldn’t resist jerking myself off as I replayed the whole experience in my mind.

On Monday I saw Katja at work and we talked about what had happened. We reluctantly agreed that that night was not something that should be repeated as we really needed to keep our relationship professional. And naturally, having agreed we shouldn’t have sex again, by Friday evening Katja was in my bed once more with my tongue exploring the depths of her vagina. Emboldened by having slept with her once already, I didn’t hold back from suggesting things that I hadn’t dared suggest to my boss first time around. We fucked in different positions, we took it in turns tying each other up and at one point I came on her body. And yes, she gave me another of those prize-winning blowjobs.

However, while the sex was great it had somehow lost the special feeling it had the first time. I mentioned earlier how beautiful it felt sleeping with Katja the previous week. Weirdly it had somehow felt more like making love than just fucking, even though we were just two colleagues/friends both on the rebound. This time though the spell had been broken to the point I almost regretted sleeping with her again. Almost. The upside was that we got each other out of our systems and worked off any latent sexual tension that might have been hanging around. We haven’t fucked again since, and things went back to normal between us both in and outside of work. However, there was one moment when someone at work made a slightly risqué remark, and just for a split-second Katja and I made eye contact and shared a secret smile. I think privately we both look back rather fondly on those two nights we spent together.

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/le8w1e/mf_how_i_33m_ended_up_fucking_my_recently