You just started a new job at a large law firm in NYC. So far you really like your job, everyone has been incredibly nice and welcoming to you, and you enjoy your work. The only problem is your boss hasn’t said a word to you yet. It’s like he won’t even knowledge your existence. Does he know you’re new? Are you just a number to him? It seems like he usually talks to his employees, at least a “hey, how’s it going?”. Why the fuck won’t he say anything to you?
One day you’re working late at the office, and you notice your boss is still there, too. You’ve been at the law firm for almost three months now, and he still hasn’t spoken a word to you. You haven’t even so much as made eye contact with him. So you decide tonight is the night, you’re going to ask him if you did something wrong. Maybe you upset him somehow. So you make up some excuse to take him some files, and walk into his office.
Your boss looks up from his desk, it’s the first time you notice how beautiful his blue eyes are, and you’ve always thought he was handsome. He doesn’t say anything, so you introduce yourself, and he just continues to stare at you from across his desk. After an awkward silence, you finally ask him why he hasn’t acknowledged you before. He gets up from his desk, walks over to you, puts his hands on your hips, and pulls you in for a kiss. You’re taken aback, what the hell is he doing? But you can’t deny that you like it. He’s a good kisser, and you do find him attractive.
After a couple minutes of passionate kissing, he lays you down on the big leather couch in his office. At this point he rips open your blouse, and starts to kiss your neck while he plays with your perky breasts. Then he slowly moves down to your chest, and while cupping your boobs, starts to suck on your nipples. He’s full on making love to your nipples with his mouth, making you dripping wet in the process. You can’t believe this is even happening, the guy hasn’t said a single word to you since you started working here a few months ago. After noticing that you’re touching yourself while he plays with your boobs, he pulls your skirt down to around your ankles. He can see your pussy salivating for him through your panties, and he licks his lips.
He starts to kiss on your inner thighs, teasing you, and licking up any juices that might be flowing down your legs. He’s so sensual at this point, which you like, but you’re begging to be eaten out with every animalistic quality he can muster. He starts to creep up your thigh with his mouth, getting to your panties, where he lightly kisses your pussy through your soaked pair. He reaches up to your panty line, and pulls them down with just his teeth, all the way to your knees.
He starts licking your pussy, so soft you can barely feel it, but damn is it turning you on. He very gently nibbles and sucks on your labia, working his way in. At this point you’re starting to moan a little, which just makes him want to eat you out more. He works his way past your labia, and finds your clit, the motherload of all stimulation. He’s licking your clit, softly, but it’s such a turn on because it’s like he’s making love to your clit with his tongue. He’s almost fucking worshipping your pussy at this point, and it’s driving you wild. Alternating between licking your clit, and sucking on your labia, you’re worried you’re going to drown him with how wet you are. At this point you beg him to make you cum, you can’t handle this stimulation much longer.
That’s when he really starts going to town on you, he’s kissing and sucking on your clit, and teasing you with his fingers circling the edges of your vagina. He slowly starts to insert a finger inside of you, fuck that feels good. Then he kind of curls his finger along the inside of your vagina, rubbing against your vaginal wall. It’s like he’s telling your pussy to come to him, so that he can take care of it. Make it feel good in ways it never has. You feel yourself starting to orgasm, so you push his head into your crotch, and he starts getting more aggressive with his sucking, licking, and fingering. You’re moaning, eyes rolled back, it’s like you’re in orgasmic heaven. He continues this until you grace him with your cum all over his handsome face. He makes sure to lick up all he can, and then looks up at you and smiles. You giggle because his face is wet with your juices, but you love it. You both go clean up in separate bathrooms, but by the time you’re done he’s already left the office.
The next day you come into work in such a good mood, and you finally think that everything is going to be friendly between you and your new boss, even though he’s yet to utter a single word to you. The day goes by, and he still hasn’t looked at you again. He’s especially busy today, you think to yourself. A week goes by, and still nothing. Did he forget about that night? Did I dream it all up? You decide you’re going to go into his office and ask him why he’s still ignoring you, even after sharing that experience. You walk in, voice your displeasure with being ignored, and he flashes a little grin, walks over to you, grabs your hips, and pulls you in.
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Author: Letmeeatyourpussy247
Your new boss is ignoring you
You just started a new job at a large law firm in NYC. So far you really like your job, everyone has been incredibly nice and welcoming to you, and you enjoy your work. The only problem is your boss hasn’t said a word to you yet. It’s like he won’t even knowledge your existence. Does he know you’re new? Are you just a number to him? It seems like he usually talks to his employees, at least a “hey, how’s it going?”. Why the fuck won’t he say anything to you?
One day you’re working late at the office, and you notice your boss is still there, too. You’ve been at the law firm for almost three months now, and he still hasn’t spoken a word to you. You haven’t even so much as made eye contact with him. So you decide tonight is the night, you’re going to ask him if you did something wrong. Maybe you upset him somehow. So you make up some excuse to take him some files, and walk into his office.
My favorite position is you sitting on my face
You’ve had a long week at work, so you go to your favorite bar to enjoy a couple drinks before starting your uneventful weekend. The week dragged by, and you want nothing more than to spend all weekend watching Netflix, but only after decompressing a little. I notice you sitting at the bar, and I can tell by your body language that you are just over everything. Your boss who works you too hard and doesn’t recognize how important you are, your boyfriend who doesn’t appreciate the things you do for him, everything. You just can’t catch a break. I tell the bartender that I’ll buy your next drink, which at first you turn down. You’re in a relationship. But then you thankfully change your mind, besides, it’s been a week from hell. I walk over, say I’m glad you accepted the drink, and introduce myself. I ask how you are, and mention that you seem a bit stressed out. You tell me that your job is wearing on you, and the weekends never seem long enough. After awhile we are both pretty tipsy, so I insist that I call a cab for you to make sure you get home safe. That’s when you ask me if I think that you’re pretty, and I reply that you’re beautiful, smart, and funny, and that your boyfriend you mentioned earlier better know how lucky he is. When the cab arrives I walk you outside, open the door of the cab, and before you get in you whisper in my ear that I should come along to make sure you get home safely. Who am I to say no to such a request, so I join you in the cab. We continue talking about life, and what makes us happy during the ride. Once we finally get to your apartment you ask me to walk you to the door, so I oblige. I ask the cabbie to stick around a few minutes so that I can get home after I walk you up. We get to your door, I say goodnight, it was nice meeting you. You reply asking if I meant what I said earlier, about you being beautiful, smart, and funny. I respond with of course I meant it! I thoroughly enjoyed getting to know you this night. Then you lean in, your piercing eyes that I could get lost in staring into mine, and say “then show me how much you meant it”. At the point I lose all the self control I’ve been showing all night. I wanted you from the moment I saw you, but I assumed you were unattainable. I immediately felt an uncontrollable growth in my pants, I couldn’t wait to rip your clothes off and kiss every inch of your body. You guided me into your apartment and locked your luscious lips with mine. Fireworks were going off everywhere, all I could think about was how magical tonight was going to be. I had never wanted someone this bad before, I could barely resist my animalistic urges to just throw you on the bed and fuck you until we were both exhausted. We started undressing each other, my jaw on the floor at the sight of your perfect body. At this point I couldn’t hold out any longer so I picked you up, pushed you against the wall, and slowly slid my fully erect penis inside of your heavenly pussy. It felt so fucking magical I’m surprised I didn’t cum after the first thrust. We did this until you were soaking wet, and begged for me to fuck you doggy style on the bed. I grabbed you from behind, pulling your hips and perfect ass into my cock, slamming you into me, hearing the rhythmic clapping of my balls slapping against you as we both moan in pleasure. Eventually you cum all over my rock hard dick, which turns me on even more. I beg for you to let me taste that heavenly pussy that I loved being inside of so much. I lay down, and you come sit on my face, still soaked from before, and I lick up any leftover cum I can find, and then get to work on eating you dry. I start by tenderly sucking on your lips, getting you as wet as I can, before gently massaging your clit at the same time. Then I slide my tongue in deeper and deeper, tasting your sweet juices, thinking how the fuck did I get so lucky. Finally you beg me to make you cum, so I start fingering you as well as everything I was doing before, coordinating the rhythm with your moans, until you ultimately explode all over my face, drenching me in your sweet nectar. You lay down beside me, I mention how amazing that was, and we fall asleep. The next morning you wake up and I ask you if I can have breakfast in bed. You think to yourself that’s kind of rude, but then ask what would I like? I say “what I had the night before, please”.