My Boss

I began working a job at this collections agency. We would call customers on behalf of financial institutions and try to get the money they loaned, returned. I have worked in this place for almost four months now. The people I work with are great, they keep to themselves and talk when approached. The job itself isn't difficult either, calling the customers and trying to put them on a payment plan is our end goal.

My boss is the type of guy who cares about numbers and statistics. He is solely focused on the money, does not care about his employees and never got to know any of his employees. Employee appreciation month was around the corner. He let all of us know that he was planning on taking us out. He usually wants to discuss the process we have made, what he wants us to work on and what we have done correctly.

As the month approached, our sales were going off the chart. We were working as hard as we ever were. Customers became open-minded to payment plans and wished they could have gotten these payment plans ahead of time. Better late than never is what we always tell the customers. My boss, Peter, informed us by email that early morning there would be a mandatory meeting followed by breakfast. I sadly woke up late and couldn't haul a cab for the life of me. While I was taking my time getting to the meeting, Peter let everyone else know that they could have the day off as part of our employee appreciation month. Everyone left after breakfast, which is when I arrived to work. I normally never wake up late, I'm usually the first one in the office and the last one to leave.

Waking up late, the first thing I could find to put on was a short mini skirt, a white almost see-through blouse. Underneath, I had on a red bra size DDD38 and a teal thong. The first pair of shoes I grabbed were my clubbing stilettos, nine-inch heels.

As I got to my building, I acknowledged the security guard as I always do, but this time he was staring at me like he was checking me out. It was flattering; knowing that I woke up late, probably looked like crap but still managed to get eyes staring at me, the best form of flattery. The security guard tried his best to talk to me, but I was in a rush to get to work. I walked over to the elevators, gave him a wave goodbye as the doors closed. The elevator took me to my floor, as I exited the elevator and got on a quiet floor. It is usually loud, full of employees trying to teach customers about the loans they had taken out. As I took my keycard out and used it to open the door, I looked in to see no one at their desks. I walked past the cubicles and head to my office as I shut the door and scurried to my chair.

I suddenly remembered that Peter called a mandatory meeting today and that is probably where the staff was. I opened my door and walked out to get a file of customers to call. As I came back, I left my door open; just in case people started to pour in and they needed assignments. I began working on a list of customers that were the top priority. I leaned back in my chair, put the radio on and sang along to the mainstream songs. I was kind of loud, but I assumed I was alone in the office. A couple of doors down Peter was in his office working away on the numbers portion when he heard someone singing very abruptly and became concerned. He got out of his seat, opened his door and began walking around to see who was still in the office at this hour after telling his employees to have the day off. I began getting into the lyrics and started to dance around in my chair. Peter approached my office. He began to stare at my figure. He has never taken the time to observe how his employees dressed, especially me. Every time I came into the office, I was a business professional, today though, I was business casual.

Peter knocked on my door and entered without waiting for me to let him in. He came and stood in front of me, looking down at my cleavage. He bit his bottom lip and carefully licked it as I stared at him confused. Peter asked me why I came late and did not attend the meeting. I let him know I woke up late. He smirked and said, "I let the staff have the day off, which you would have known about if you had come. I should mention, you look different today, more accessible." I was taken back by his compliment, thanked him and got back to work.

Peter moved to the back of my chair and put his hands on my shoulders, massaging them gently. I let out a soft moan. He said, "It is employee appreciation month, let me take some stress off of you." I nodded and moaned again. He asked me if I was single, to which I replied yes. He grinned in front of me as he leaned in and kissed my lips ever so delicately. He asked me if I would like a raise. I was taken back. Peter was an extremely cheap person, would rather save his money than give it away. I immediately said yes before he could think about taking it back. Peter looked at me saying, "I want to eat you out, Tori." I thought Peter was hot, but he is married so that meant he was off limits, but if he is trying to pursue me, who am I to stop him. I should use him. I let Peter know it was okay. As soon as he heard okay, he got in front of my desk, closed the door a little bit. He loosened his tie, unbuttoning his shirt, getting on his knees as he was under my desk.

Peter got on the floor and crawled under my desk. He pulled my mini skirt off, putting me at the edge of my seat. Peter gradually put his finger under the elastic of my thong, pulling them off. Peter observed my waxed pussy, smiled as he buried his nose deep between my pussy lips and inhaled my fumes.

As he inhaled he let out a whisper saying, "Oh baby, you smell so good, I can't wait to taste you!"

I trembled as he began kissing my inner thighs, causing an electric shock to ripple through my body. He was teasing me and playing with me. I slowly felt his crackled lips around my opening, I could feel his warm breath-breathing on me. I could feel him smirk as my knees began to shake slowly, I could hear his mouth open as he stuck out his tongue. I began to quiver, knowing his tongue was going to gently lick me. He took his time with me, his tongue was wet and ready to taste my juices. He began to lick slowly, up and down on my clit, as he did my head tilted back on the chair and I moved closer to him, putting my ass on the edge of the seat. I spread my legs more apart, giving him more accessibility. Peter licked me slowly, there was a strong tingle that went to my hips and got my nipples extremely hard and aroused.

He placed a finger on the opening of my pussy hole as he rubbed my pussy lips and ate me out more. He teasingly bit me every chance he got, the pain was extremely pleasurable, I wanted more of him. He slurped his saliva and ate me out like a pro. Peter stuck his tongue deep into my pussy hole and twirled his tongue around, the sensation made me want to cum multiple times. I held back, enjoying the feeling of him eating me out. An earthquake formed in my body as he licked me more, I clenched my knees as I released my juices into his mouth. He bit me once more as he licked me while I was squirting on his tongue.

Peter crawled out of my desk and came around, putting his foot right on the edge of my chair, kicking my chair towards the wall. I sat in the chair, no thong, no skirt, just my white see-through button-up blouse, and a red DDD38 bra. He walked towards me as he aggressively took off my blouse, unhooking my bra, taking it off as well. He leaned against my desk looking at my fully naked body. He bit his lips as he came back to the chair and aggressively french kissed me, twirled his tongue that was filled with my pussy juices that were now in my mouth. I tasted my pussy juices and it tasted amazing.

He slowly stopped kissing me and took several steps back to get a full picture of my naked body. He bit his lips once more and grabbed my left nipple, playing with it. I rolled my neck back, feeling my eyes rolling back; enjoying how Peter was handling me. His lips made their way to my nipples, slowly nibbling on them, as he licked my areola ever so gently, making me more turned on. Peter could feel my body tingling every touch he placed onto my body, he took his hand and inserted his middle finger into my wet pussy, began gliding it in and out of my pussy in a quick motion, feeling my pussy walls tighten around his finger, he placed his thumb on my clitoris, rubbing it in an upward and downward motion. He caused me to moan so loud; the janitor who was on the floor could hear the noises that were coming from our offices.

As the janitor approached our offices, Peter could see him come in, but Peter did not stop. He continued to make me moan louder and gradually scream Peter's name. He shoved two-then three-fingers into my pussy, sucking on my left nipple, as his other hand that was free was pinching my right nipple. I was in pleasurable bliss.

I asked Peter to screw me, but Peter said he had promised his wife he would not screw or anything with butt stuff, solely give women a pleasurable time with his hands, fingers, and mouth. I nodded in agreement, I was not going to push him, he was giving me a raise and a pleasurable time, but that's when Peter requested something I only would see in an adult film, he asked if the janitor could screw me and he could watch. I looked out as Peter took his fingers out of my pussy. The janitor was in front of the door crack with a huge hard-on. I was so turned on that I agreed to the request.

To be continued...