Hot For The Boss - Complete Edition

by Ariadne Wayne

  After I’d typed the letters I printed them. It was then that Mary pounced.

  ‘This is the wrong layout, we don’t use block paragraphs. It needs to be indented.’

  ‘Does it really matter?’ I asked, ‘It looks good, it’s consistent.’

  She glared at me. ‘Every letter that has left this building for the last twenty years has been formatted the same way, you will have to retype it all.’

  I shrugged. ‘Whatever.’ In for a penny, in for a pound I thought. She was so annoyed with me now it didn’t really matter.

  Sitting back down I loaded up Word and with a few clicks of the button changed the formatting of the paragraphs. Reprinting them, I picked them up and handed them to her. ‘Happy?’ I asked.

  I got another dirty look but now there was nothing she could say. It was then I realised that she didn’t know how to use the computer that way. For all her huff and puff I knew more about this kind of stuff than she did.

  Turning back to the computer I pulled out the next box of data entry and started working on them. I was still at it at five o’clock and kept going as it was still raining heavily outside and I wanted to put off walking to the bus stop.

  If Mary was surprised she never said a word and just sat at her desk silently. When Scott came out of his office he did show surprise at me still being there and came over to me.

  ‘What are you doing here?’ he asked.

  ‘I work here,’ I said sarcastically.

  He laughed. ‘I meant this time of day. Shouldn’t you be on your way home?’

  ‘Have you seen the weather outside? I’m hoping it will improve in the next hour or so and then I’ll go.’

  ‘I’ll just give you a lift home if you need it.’

  At that Mary’s head shot up, I think she would have spewed venom out her eye sockets if she’d been able to.

  ‘I’ll be fine, besides I have to get through this data entry and your dictation held me up.’

  ‘What are you doing?’ he asked, moving around my side of the desk. ‘This stuff is ancient, Mary why are we even bothering inputting this?’

  Her nostrils flared, she’d been caught out giving the shitty job to the junior. ‘It all has to be in the new system Mr Peters, and then we can clear out all of that paperwork in the storage room.’

  ‘It can probably all go to be shredded, it’s old enough. Perhaps Alisha can get on the phone and organise that tomorrow?’ He smiled at her, this wasn’t really helping my cause with her but at least I wouldn’t spend days doing what was apparently unnecessary.

  ‘Now get your bag,’ he continued, ‘I’ll give you a lift home so you don’t get soaked out there.’

  ‘Yes sir,’ I murmured remembering his words from yesterday.

  Mary gave me one last nasty look on the way out. I was getting so frustrated, I knew she hadn’t wanted to employ me but I had worked hard and wasn’t about to let her push me out. It was fun having Scott on side I had to admit, stirring up the old biddy.

  Chapter 4

  Sitting beside him in the car was torture, the man had such a physical presence that I could feel my body reacting to him, and he’d never touched me.

  I wondered why he was being so nice to me; it wasn’t like he owed me anything. Maybe I’d just gotten too cynical in my dealings with Craig. Shit. I knew I had forgotten something; I still hadn’t called him to quit.

  The drive across town took ages, the traffic was awful because of the rain and the longer I was in the car with this man the worse it got. If he’d looked at me he would have seen my nipples protruding through my shirt, they were so hard if they’d stuck out any further they would have torn the shirt.

  My pussy was wet, I knew that. For just a second I closed my eyes and the first thing that came to mind was him licking me between the legs. I loved being eaten out but the guys I tended to attract weren’t into it too much. What I needed was to find a man who did.

  ‘Which building is it Alisha?’ he asked.

  My eyes opened and I was brought back down to earth at the sight of my street.

  ‘It’s this one just over here.’ I indicated to the right and he pulled over.

  ‘I’ll be here at 7am if it’s still raining in the morning to take you to work.’

  ‘You don’t have to, I can catch the bus.’ I said, hoping he’d argue and thinking if he gave me a lift to work in the morning I’d have to take spare underwear to cope.

  ‘I will be here, don’t want you getting wet.’

  ‘Would you give the others a ride if it was wet?’ I asked.

  He looked at me with a funny look on his face. ‘I would if I realised they were catching the bus and not driving themselves as they do. If you had a car you could park at work Alisha.’

  ‘Well thank you, I appreciate it. I should go inside now.’

  ‘See you in the morning then?’

  I sighed. ‘I suppose so sir.’

  ‘You have no idea what that does to me Alisha,’ he said and then drove off.

  I had no idea what he meant but my own needs took priority over trying to work it out. As soon as I got into my apartment I went to the bedroom and pulled my little friend out. I needed some real relief this time and the strongest orgasms I’d ever had were courtesy of this little guy.

  Taking off my skirt this time, I climbed on the bed. My cunt was soaking as I suspected and I turned the vibrator on and right up, the way I liked it. Moving it onto my clit I rubbed it the way I liked it and got almost instant gratification. Spasms grasped my body and I jerked, all the while thinking of Scott.

  I bet he had a big cock too, one that would fill me up and pound me for hours. It was then I realised what I wanted was a man right then but fuck going out in the rain to find one.

  The next few days were basically the same, the rain kept falling and he took me to and from work. By the end of the week I had cabin fever and a desperate need to be fucked.

  I could have begged him to fuck me but I knew that I shouldn’t. My first pay was due the following week and the last thing I wanted was to lose my job before that had even happened.

  When the rain eased and I could catch the bus home I did and got ready to go out to a place I knew of where I could get fucked with no strings attached.

  The Masque Club was on Miller Street. For five dollars you bought a mask to hide your identity and went in to fuck strangers. I’d been there a couple of times and it wasn’t really my scene as the sex tended to be quick and dirty. As in the club was dirty. That was what I needed this time though so I donned my mask and entered the place.

  After a drink to warm me up and stir my confidence, I started to move around. In the corners of the room there were people in various stages of undress and I ached to join them.

  ‘Good evening.’ I heard a voice behind me. When I turned around there was about six foot of solid muscle standing behind me.

  ‘Hi,’ I squeaked. Not my finest moment but already I was picturing those arms holding me while fucking me doggy style. My entire body ran red-hot, spurred on by the drink and I ran my hand down his chest.

  He chuckled, his deep voice booming from inside that muscular chest. His t-shirt was tight enough that I could see the ripples of his muscles and it was making me horny as hell.

  ‘Like what you see?’ he asked, ‘you’re really hot.’

  I grinned. ‘Then it’s just as well we ran into each other.’

  ‘It is indeed,’ the deep voice said.

  We went to a secluded corner, there was a couch there and I pulled a face thinking of how many people had fucked on it before. Too horny to care, I straddled his lap as soon as he sat down.

  ‘You are eager, aren’t you baby?’ he asked.

  ‘I just want to be fucked,’ I said.

  ‘I want to see your tits,’ Mr Muscly said and pulled at the buttons my shirt. Of course I wasn’t wearing any underwear; there didn’t seem much point tonight.

  I’ve been told my tits are one of my nicest features
and he gazed at them as if he wanted to devour them before gently squeezing both with his hands. ‘You have fucking nice tits,’ he said and then went straight to sucking on my nipples while I dry humped him.

  I could feel his erection through his jeans and my breath quickened at the thought of releasing it and impaling myself on it.

  ‘I want to see your cock,’ I murmured and he leaned back slightly so I could get to his zipper, pulling it down and releasing the monster that lay inside. He wasn’t wearing underwear either and his stiff cock broke through, feeling so hard in my hand.

  I stroked him and he sucked harder on my tits. There is no way I could describe what was happening between my legs.

  Pulling away from him I knelt and licked the end of his cock, hearing him moan at the sensation. Guys always reacted that way to my tongue piercing. Usually I removed it especially when it came to guys like Craig, fuck him he didn’t deserve my best. I’d left it in tonight thinking more about having my pussy pounded than sucking cock.

  Taking him in my mouth, I slowly slid down, relishing the flavour of him. I would have continued this but I wanted him in my cunt, he would fill me up and do what I needed him to.

  As if he’d read my mind he handed me a condom packet and I grinned, tearing it open and rolling the condom down his length.

  ‘I really want to eat your pussy,’ he told me as I was about to straddle him again. We repositioned so I was lying on the couch, as much as I wanted him inside me finding a man who wanted to eat me out was heavenly.

  From the moment he touched me I knew I was going to go off like a rocket. He had the most amazing tongue, slowly licking up my lips and flicking it over my clit. Then he went in for the kill, alternating between sucking my clit and licking it.

  My whole body shook as wave after wave hit me. He was good and he knew it, concentrating fully on my pussy and making me cum like never before.

  ‘Damn you are good at that,’ I said, ‘I’ve never been eaten out like this before.’

  ‘I’ve never met a woman who cums like you do,’ he said in response. His face glistened from my wetness and that just made me even hotter.

  ‘Fuck me,’ I said.

  He moved my legs and pulled me into a standing up position before bending me over the couch. I could feel that hard cock pressing against my entrance and he grabbed hold of my tits before he plunged into me.

  ‘Fuck you’re tight,’ he said.

  ‘You’re so big,’ I replied as he began to pound into me. This was what I needed and I closed my eyes pretending it was Scott, his cock filling me, his hands pinching my nipples and I came again.

  ‘I’ve never had that happen before either,’ he said, ‘your cunt is milking my cock, squeezing it when you cum. It feels so fucking good.’

  I laughed and felt one of his hands drop from my nipple, reaching for my clit. He was determined to make me cum again and I happily obliged.

  ‘All I can smell on me is your pussy,’ he said and then groaned loudly as he came. If we hadn’t been anonymous I might not have insisted on the condom, the thought of him cumming in me drove me wild but this was a one off.

  I felt him pull out and I sat on the couch while he pulled up his pants and then sat beside me.

  ‘That was fucking awesome,’ I said.

  He laughed. ‘I’ve heard a lot of things but never that.’

  ‘Well it was, your cock is amazing and you know exactly how to eat pussy. I’m sure you’d be popular here.’

  ‘Maybe. I’ve not ever been here before but I had to try it out. What about you? Are you a regular?’

  I laughed this time. ‘Hell no, it’s not really my scene but I needed to be fucked and you certainly took care of that.’

  ‘Maybe we can exchange phone numbers,’ he said.

  My heart started thumping in my chest, as tempting as it was I didn’t really want a reminder of being fucked on a dirty couch in some grotty club.

  ‘I don’t think so, I’m sure you’re a lovely guy but I really need to get home now.’

  ‘Come on, I could at least buy a drink for the woman with the most amazing pussy I’ve ever fucked.’

  ‘You have such a way with words,’ I said with a laugh and relaxed, he wasn’t going to push the swapping phone number thing.

  On the way home I thought about him, the feel of his tongue on me and the way he had made me cum so hard. That was what I needed in my life on a regular basis I decided, maybe I’d go back next week and see if he was there again.

  Chapter 5

  A few weeks passed by and Mary started to thaw towards me though she made me work hard to do it. I didn’t care though, I got to perve Scott every day when he walked through the office and the pay made it worth it.

  I hadn’t gone back to the club, I was worried I might turn it into a regular event with Mr Muscly and the thought of that felt weird. I could just picture THAT conversation.

  ‘So how did you meet your boyfriend?’

  ‘At an anonymous sex club, we fucked first and fell in love later.’

  Yuck, no thanks.

  I nearly died one day when Scott came in after going to the gym. Usually he was dressed having showered there but today the showers were broken so he came in to work to use the one there.

  My eyes nearly popped out on stalks looking at him. He had a tank top on and it reminded me of the club and the guy with the muscles. It made me hot just thinking of the way he’d eaten my pussy and I could feel the immediate reaction my body was having seeing him that way.

  He noticed me staring. ‘Are you alright Alisha?’ he asked. I looked around; the others were all working and not paying any attention to me.

  ‘Yes sir,’ I replied. I swear he growled in the back of his throat.

  ‘Perhaps once I’ve showered you could come through and take dictation?’ he asked.

  I fought the urge to stop looking at his face and run my eyes down his body. Now I knew what it was like for the guys who look at my tits instead of my face when I’m talking. That shit drives me nuts.

  ‘Sure thing sir,’ I said.

  He exhaled audibly and for just one brief moment I thought I saw a flash of desire in his eyes.

  Mary smiled at me. ‘I’m glad you like taking dictation, between you and I, it was never my favourite thing.’

  I nearly fell off the chair at her talking to me as if I was another human being and not something she’d wiped off her shoe.

  When he called me, I was surprised to see he still didn’t have a shirt on, just a singlet and those beautiful muscles were on display. I closed the door. ‘Lock the door,’ he said, ‘It is vitally important that we’re not disturbed.’

  ‘Of course sir,’ I said, turning the lock behind me.

  ‘Wait,’ he said, ‘don’t sit down.’

  I looked at him. ‘Is everything alright sir?’

  ‘It drives me crazy when you call me that, did you know?’

  ‘No, I didn’t know that sir,’ I said with a smirk.

  ‘Why didn’t you go back to the club?’ he asked, ‘I’ve been there every week waiting for you but you never show up.’

  ‘The club, sir?’ I asked, suddenly feeling a bit dizzy and almost positive I know what he’s about to say.

  He got up from his desk and walked towards me. ‘Did you really think I only wanted one taste of your pussy Alisha? One fuck and that was it?’

  I didn’t have to look in the mirror to see that the colour had drained from my face.

  ‘That couch was not my ideal place to fuck you for the first time but it didn’t matter in the end did it?’

  ‘No,’ I whispered.

  ‘Did you not like the experience, is that why you stayed away?’ he asked. I looked at him, the intensity in his eyes nearly burning me or at least that’s how I felt it on my skin.

  ‘I loved it, I just wanted something casual. I swear I didn’t know it was you,’ I said, stammering the last sentence.

  ‘I knew it was you, I saw you from th
e street and followed you. It was the truth that I’d never been there before and it wasn’t really my thing but I had to be the one to have you.’

  I said nothing, just stood there feeling like an idiot for not recognising him.

  ‘Take off your clothes,’ he said. I could feel his breath on the back of my neck and my body was already responding.

  ‘Yes sir,’ I said. He could tell I was aroused, and I could hear his breathing quicken too.

  Unbuttoning my blouse I let it fall to the floor with my bra right behind it. ‘Everything,’ he said, walking back behind his desk.

  My skirt and panties followed and I stood in front of him, completely naked except for my socks and shoes. I figured he didn’t really care about those.

  ‘Walk to the window,’ he said. Behind his desk was a huge window out onto the street, I hadn’t even thought of that when I’d removed my clothes.

  ‘Won’t people see me?’ I asked nervously. My pussy throbbed, wanting his tongue, his cock inside but I didn’t want the whole world to see me.

  ‘It’s mirrored glass, you can see them walking past but they can’t see you,’ he said.

  I moved, walking slowly until I was right up to the window. He was right, no one looked up as they walked past and standing there naked was turning me into a nervous wreck. I could feel my desire dripping onto my thighs from my cunt desperate for attention.

  He stood behind me now, grasping my breasts from behind. ‘I think these belong to me now Alisha, mine to lick and suck. I think you will have to come home with me to play with my toys.’

  ‘Toys?’ I asked.

  Slowly he kissed up the back of my neck while pinching my nipples. My body was screaming for more but this was his game now and I was along for the ride.

  His hands left my tits and travelled down my stomach, before parting my legs slightly. Fingers found my clit which he began to rub while his other hand stroked my back.

  ‘You’re so wet Alisha, aching to be fucked I would say.’

  ‘Yes,’ I whispered.

  ‘Yes what?’ he asked.

  ‘Yes, sir,’ I replied.

  His hand on my back roamed down to my ass and he let his fingers trail over my anus, applying gentle pressure without penetrating me.