Finally…My Boss

So my boss is this older, beautiful woman. She’s in her 40s, but has a fantastic body. I’ve always fantasized about her, but never wanted to risk doing anything stupid. In addition to my normal roles at the company, I take on a good deal of personal assistant stuff. While I hate that aspect of the role, she gives me the extra money we used to pay to an admin, so it’s nothing to complain about.

As a result, I’m in her life — fixing her phone, watching her pets, running her dry cleaning, etc. Several times during my iPhone repair, I’ve perused her photos in the hope of seeing her fine ass naked. A few months ago, I finally hit the jackpot. It was everything I could have wanted and more. Bare breasts. Waxed pussy. The whole 9 yards. When I found this, I was at her house working on putting together some furniture. I couldn’t help myself, and grabbed a pair of her clean panties, jerked off in them, folded them neatly, and put them back in her drawer.

Today, I showed up at her house bright and early, and went to take some personal items of hers for errands. A few returns. Dry cleaning. Then she showed me a pair of jeans she ordered online and wanted to return. The fit wasn’t right, but she had ordered the same cut and size. We were in a bit of a hurry, and with a casual, “Fuck it,” she dropped her jeans she was wearing, and went to put on the pair that didn’t fit well.

Maybe she thought I’d turn around — this was the first time she ever changed directly in front of me — or maybe she didn’t care, but as soon as those pants dropped, my eyes locked on her perfect ass. I had walked behind this ass on many a staircase. I had jerked off in panties this ass had worn. I had seen nude photos of this perfect, heavenly ass. But finally getting a glance of her ass enveloped in the tiniest fabric thong was almost too much. She turned around and started, “See the jeans do not fit…”, but then noticed my eyes, my jaw, and the growing bulge in my khakis.

“Can I help you?” she coyly asked. She stepped forward as her playful words hung in the room.

I’m a pretty witty guy, and relatively quick on my feet. I retorted relatively quickly, “No, I’m just looking,” with a casual raise to my eyebrow, and devilish look in my eye.

She stepped forward. I reached for her. And it was all over.

She was in my arms in an instant. Our lips met, and our tongues seemed to dance for an eternity. I reached down and began to remove her jeans, pausing our kiss to attempt to deliver a funny line about her jeans looking better on the floor, but she quickly cut me off with a “Shut the fuck up and kiss me.”

I did as I was told. After all, she is the boss.

We collapsed down into her love seat, and wildly began to tear at each other’s clothes. Before long, I was completely nude in front of her. She was down to her bra and thong.

She pushed me up — I paused, wondering if this were the end and it were all too good to be true. She looked up at me, and took my hard cock into her mouth.

Now let me pause to say two facts of life:

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