“This isn’t going super well, and now I have a headache”, you sigh, rubbing your temples.
“Sorry boss.”
I walk over to your side of the desk and start massaging your neck and scalp. I can feel you start to relax so my hands move to your shoulders. I get caught up in how relaxed you are, forget where we are, and my hands move to your chest. I lean down and feel your head pressed into my breasts as I kneed your muscles.
I freeze. I don’t know what to do.
You grab my wrist and pull me around to face you.
“Come here”
I straddle you, wrapping my hands around your neck, feeling your cool hair between my fingers.
You let me kiss you. You can feel an urgency, an unmet need in my kiss. Suddenly you pull my hair, exposing my neck. I moan as you bite me and draw your tongue up to my ear and suck on it.
“Show me how good you are,” you growl into my ear.
“Are you telling me to make you cum, boss?”