"I guess I'll just have to make a few more visits to help my Dad out," I replied with a smirk.
"That'll definitely help," he replied with a charming grin as he continued to drink the water from his glass.
Dominated by the Boss
Chapter 1: Post-Interview
Liam Johnson. Not only was he my best friend's father, he was a powerful man in society today. He was a powerful billionaire who played a role in almost every aspect of society. He was also the person I was trying to have be my boss. Thanks to my best friend, Jane, I was able to get an interview with her Dad, Mr. Johnson, to be his secretary. I'm only 18 years old, but I figured having worked with a rich man like Mr. Johnson, it would look really nice on my resume. But not only that, Mr. Johnson was definitely a dilf, or a "Dad I'd Like to Fuck".
Laying in my bed, I lowered my hand underneath my shorts to the thought of my best friend's Dad. I know it's wrong, but there couldn't be anything wrong with just using my imagination. I applied my fingers on my clit to the thought of Mr. Johnson which caused me to get really wet and aroused. And what made it more enticing was the fact that I saw the man only moments ago at my interview earlier today. He wore his gray suit with a black tie that perfectly emphasized his broad shoulders, slender waist, and firm butt. The image was still seared into my mind after today. He continued to question me, but I was distracted by his body and his charming grin. It was all too much for me.
Devoting my fingers to my clit, and my mind to Mr. Johnson, I soon became light headed. My mind began to distort what actually happened at the interview, and imagine how great it would've been if Mr. Johnson pressed me against his desk to take me. I had never been with a man before, but if I ever were going to be with one, I would want it to be with Mr. Johnson. He was kind because I was Jane's friend, and he had a charming grin that could entice anyone. In this imagination of mine, Mr. Johnson ripped the formal and professional clothes I wore right in front of him. He rushed to take out his cock with the help of me, and as he finally pulled out his large hard cock, he prepared to enter my cavern. My fingers continued to stimulate me as I was off in the other world where anything was possible. Mr. Johnson gripped my arms behind my back as he lay my head on the table with my ass facing his cock. He pushed his stone hard body against my back as he held my arms together with one hand and in the other hand was his cock pushing against the entrance to my cavern.
"Ahhh," I moaned with joy. "Give it to me, Mr. Johnson."
"Yeah, you want it, don't you Riley?" Mr. Johnson teased me.
"I do, Sir. Please, give it to me," I begged. And as I begged him to stop teasing him, he inserted his sword into my sheathe without any warning. I screamed out in his office high up in his skyscraper from the pleasure that he was providing me. I began to spasm in my bed as I stimulated myself to the idea of being taken in Mr. Johnson's office. It was so wrong because he was not only my boss, but my best friend's Dad. But, it felt so right. The idea of being with someone that was off limits enticed me as much as Mr. Johnson's looks enticed me. I quaked in my bed as I was coming closer to climaxing. My mind bounced to every part of Mr. Johnson's body and the image of his cock going in and out of my cavern. And finally, warm tingling sensations ran all over my body as I finally orgasmed. I continued to clench and close my eyes as each wave slowly grew weaker. I stayed in place for almost thirty seconds before it was all over. I opened my eyes and felt myself feel light headed.
"Damn, I haven't had an orgasm that amazing in a long time," I said out loud to myself.
I began to take my shorts off and change into something cleaner as I thought about my first day of work the next day. This was my first ever job, and it was for my best friend's Dad. I'm excited to begin working, but I'm a bit nervous that I might embarrass myself in front of such an important man like Mr. Johnson. Well, hopefully, things don't go too bad. I mean, how hard can it be? All I have to do is take calls for Mr. Johnson and probably get him coffee or something else like that.
Finally, I was done cleaning up my mess that Mr. Johnson had caused from me. I still felt weak and tired after orgasming for almost thirty seconds. It was one of the few strong ones that happened every so often. I think it had to do with the fact that I not only saw Mr. Johnson today like every other day, but that he was in his large skyscraper with his company name on the outside. Envisioning him in his suit, in his large office of his large kingdom as he took me just had a special feeling to it. I can't imagine what it will be like to pleasure myself after tomorrow.
I opened my closet door to take a preview of what tomorrow brang. Inside the closet was my new professional outfit that I had purchased earlier today for this job. It was a white button down shirt with a black suit over it and a black push up bra underneath. And for the bottom half would be my black slick skirt. On the counter behind me, I had my new pair of glasses along with the red lipstick and red nail polish awaiting for me to use it. Thinking of working my new job just made me smile. I was ready for whatever tomorrow would bring.
At least I thought I was ready.
Chapter 2: First Day of Work
Today is the first day that I begin my job of being Mr. Johnson's secretary. I had no prior work experience, so I was pretty lucky to get the job. If it weren't for Jane, I probably would have never gotten the job. Luckily, I was still pretty close to Mr. Johnson because of Jane also. People's faces continued to pass by me as I stood in front of the large skyscraper for my first day of work. I stared at the tower that, well, towered over me. It was always a terrific sight. Being so close to such a tall and beautiful building. This was the castle of Mr. Johnson, the man who I thought of as I satisfied my urges temporarily. I began to crimson at the thought of what I did last night. It was inappropriate, especially since I'm about to go work for Mr. Johnson personally now. I had to be professional, just like the outfit that I wore.
Pushing up my glasses up, I began to walk into the great revolving door that stood between me and the inside of Mr. Johnson's kingdom. Entering inside, I was hit with a type of new car smell. It was a fantastic smell. Along with that was the smell of perfume and cologne as other people in suits walked with their phone in hand. Everyone here seemed so professional, and thanks to my new outfit, I felt like I belonged. It was almost as if others there were treating me to be their age, even though I was only 18 years old. I smiled and walked past the person at the front desk who greeted me, and headed towards the special elevators to the side that led straight to Mr. Johnson's office. Stepping in front of the elevator, I was greeted with a button to go up and a machine that asked to scan my keycard. Excited, I pulled out my new keycard that I got to use for the first time. I scanned it, and the machine welcomed me into the elevator. I pressed on the top floor which led to Mr. Johnson, and waited to make my arrival for the first day of work. The elevator began to rise quickly to the top as I viewed the electronic number of what current floor I was on. The number didn't stay at one number for long. It continued to change almost every quarter of a second. It was almost as if I was flying to the top of Mr. Johnson's skyscraper. It was an amazing feeling to be important enough to work for one of the most important men in the world. I would care to every single need of his. Not only that, but I'd be able to brag about it not only to future employers, but my friends. All my friends knew that Mr. Johnson was definitely one of the sexy men alive. Everyone told me how lucky I was to be able to work for Mr. Johnson, and they were right. Being in this building only caused my mind to create many different fantasies of being with Mr. Johnson.
Ding. "Floor 73," spoke the female robot from before.
I was finally at the top of the skyscraper for the 2nd time now. All the walls were covered with unbreakable windows, and it was truly a sight to take in. From up here I was able to see all the other buildings that seemed small from this angle and all the suburbs that rested outside of the city. I walked up to one of the windows and pressed my face against it. I was afraid of heights, but for some reason I couldn't pull my face
from the window. The horror of falling it brought upon me seemed almost as if it were enticing.
"Great view, isn't it Riley?" Asked a man behind me as he put his arm around my waist. I turned around to view the man in the same gray suit that I had seen so many times before. It was Mr. Johnson.
"H-hey!" I stuttered due to his sneak attack on me. "Sorry, I was just enjoying the view. It really is pretty," I continued. Mr. Johnson began to gaze outside at the world that was underneath him.
"It really is a nice view. Sometimes, it's nice to just sit back, look out at the view, and take it all in. It makes you really realize that life is too short to sweat the small stuff," he said with his usual charming grin. He turned his ice blue eyes towards mine and began to gaze into mine. We stood there for a good few moments with his arm still on my waist, before he broke the silence.
"Well then, how about we get you started to work?"
"I would be happy to, Sir," I replied.
"Please, Riley, just call me Mr. Johnson. You are my daughter's friend, so there is no need to be so formal," he replied with a charming laughter.
"Sorry, Mr. Johnson," I replied nervously with my face crimsoning.
"No problem, Riley," he replied with a smirk. "So, how about I walk you around and show you where you will be working."
"Sure thing!" I exclaimed in a cheerful voice.
"That's the attitude I like! Just keep that up in front of visitors and you'll do great," he said as he gestured me to follow him. We walked back to the center of the room, right in front of the elevator. "This will be your desk," he said as he gestured to a fine grand wooden table with a name plate of my own.
"It's beautiful," I replied.
"I'm glad you like it," he said laughing. "From here, you will take all of my calls, transfer them to me, and do other sorts of paperwork. Pretty simple, right?"
"Yeah, seems like it," I replied.
"Good. Now follow me into my office," he said as he opened the door to his office next to my desk. Entering his office always seemed so grand. It was even nicer than the waiting room where my desk was. It was a circular room that was covered with amazing art, furniture, and views of the entire world beneath him.
"As you know, this is my office," he began. "From here, I do all of my work. A lot of the time I probably end up staying pretty late. Before you leave, I want you to make sure that you see me before you leave so that I know you are gone."
"Sure thing, Mr. Johnson." I continued to follow him now over to his desk which was covered with papers.
"I'm sorry for the mess, Riley. I've been pretty busy dealing with some of my competitors."
"It's not a problem, Si- I mean Mr. Johnson!" I exclaimed in response. He smiled as I acted nervous in front of him.
"Here," he gestured for me to come closer to him to see something on his desk. "I'm going to need you too..." That was all I heard when I realized that his arm was around my waist as he was trying to show me something on the desk. I began to blush as I realized that the man I was so confidently pleasuring to myself the night before was now making me feel so intimidated. This man was a lot more powerful in reality than in my dreams. His rough hand grabbed my other side and his breath was smooth on my neck as he turned ever so often to talk to me. I began to get wet in his presence, and I couldn't stop it. Heat began to rush to my cavern as he continued to teach me my job criteria. Why did I ever take this job? I can't possibly work with someone that I'm this attracted too. My mind would be on him throughout the entire day.
"You got that, Riley?"
I went bug-eyed as I realized that he was asking me a question about everything that I didn't bother to hear. "Uhh..." I began as my voice began to trail off. He gazed into my eyes and began to give me the charming grin that could stop anyone in their tracks. I felt his hand that was on my waist begin to lower down my back, and finally on top of my ass. I backed off from instinct.
"What are you doing, Mr. Johnson? I'm your daughter's best friend! You have a wife!" I exclaimed nervously and embarrassed.
"I'm sorry, Riley, you're right. Nothing could happen between us," he replied embarrassed. I looked at him as he turned to look out the window that was behind him. What am I doing? I should take this opportunity to be with Mr. Johnson! No... I can't. He's my best friend's Dad, my boss, and he has a wife. It's wrong. But, as I continued to gaze at Mr. Johnson and my eyes lowered to his butt, I slowly began to get more and more enticed. I became wetter and more heated. As every second passed, my mind slowly began to change from it being wrong to it just being so damn right. I walked up to Mr. Johnson and put my arm around him to turn him around. He looked at me confused, but before he could say anything, I applied my lips onto his. His moist lips were hesitant at first but finally gave in as he began to devote his tongue to my mouth. He lowered his hands to my ass that was hidden underneath my skirt and gripped it as he forced his tongue on me. He took away his mouth to begin to kiss my neck now. Exposing my neck, I let him do his dirty work to me. My father's best friend, the man I pleasured myself to every night, was finally treating me the same way that I had dreamt about. I put my hands on his chiseled chest that seemed it took years to define every single edge. It was almost as if he was doing it to tease me before, and after the long tease, he let me get a taste.
"I-Is this right?" I exhaled finally.
He lifted his head to look at me. "I've always had my eye on you, Riley. Ever since you and Jane would hang out at our home. You always came around the house with your tight leggings that show your amazing ass so well. I can't help myself anymore. If this isn't right, I don't want to be right, Riley. I jerked off every night to you, but it was never enough. It was never the real thing. And now seeing you in this professional outfit, I just can't help myself," he exclaimed as he rushed back to apply his moist kisses to my neck.
"Ahhh, Mr. Johnson, I don't wanna be right either," I replied. He lifted his head up and eyed the shirt that was hiding my breasts from him. Before I could say anything, he put his rough hands on the inside and ripped open my shirt. All the buttons scattered to the floor as my bra was now exposed. He put his hands now more gentle to my strap and took it down to reveal the breasts that he had waited to see. Now fully exposed, he brought his hands close to cup my tits.
"They're amazing," he said with his charming grin. And before I could even reply, he began to feast on my nipples with his wonderful tongue and lips.
"Ahh," was all I managed to moan out. Words could not escape my mouth as he continued to pleasure me. He circled my nipple with his wonderful tongue that I felt inside of my mouth only moments ago. Mr. Johnson, best friend's father, and powerful billionaire was now devoting his mouth to me. All my dreams were coming true, and heat began to rush to my cavern more and more. I began to lubricate in anticipation for his great cock. I lowered my hand from his chest to his cock as my other hand tended to his head that was on my chest. I felt the bulge that hid underneath his expensive dress pants. Being impatient, I began to undress his pants with one hand while he continued to feast on my buds.
"Wait!" Exclaimed Mr. Johnson as he lifted his head up. "Are we really sure about this?" I stared at Mr. Johnson who was now teasing me even more than he has ever in my life.
"We are sure about this," I replied confidently. "We have already gone this far," I told Mr. Johnson in an attempt to reason with him. I was so close to getting his cock, and I wasn't going to stop now. "Here, sit down," I told him as I pushed him down into his chair. I knelt down in front of him, finally using both hands to take out his cock. After some effort, I finally succeeded in unbuttoning his fancy dress pants. Mr. Johnson still seemed unsure, until I put my hand his pants to wrap my hand around his cock. As I put each finger very slowly around his shaft, he began to twitch and moan.
"Oh shit, Riley," he moaned. Bringing his cock out, I exposed it for the first time. It was much larger than I had expected. It felt smooth and hard in my hand, just like a smooth rock that you would skip on a pond. I began to str
oke it slowly and noticed that with each stroke, a little bit of Mr. Johnson's pre-cum came out. My best friend's father was in the palm of my hands now. The man that was always off limits to me was now struggling to hold his cum back because of me, his daughter's best friend.
Bringing my mouth closer to Mr. Johnson's cock, I made his cock twitch with just my breath. He stared with anticipation, waiting for his young daughter's best friend to suck his cock without his daughter knowing. And without waiting any longer, I licked his cock up and down. Mr. Johnson rolled his eyes to the back of his head from pleasure and couldn't believe what was happening. After licking his sword up and down for a few seconds, I engulfed his cock with my mouth at the head. I rolled my tongue around his cock while I slurped on it. The vibrations, the sounds, caused Mr. Johnson to let out more pre-cum than before.
"That's amazing, Riley. You must have some practice with this," he said with a smirk on his face.
"Actually, this is my first time," I replied with a smirk on my face.
"Well, you're a pro at th-this," he stuttered as he couldn't bother to talk when his focus was on me sucking his cock.
I continued to entice Mr. Johnson with my mouth while I lowered my finger down to my clit. I rubbed my pearl with conviction as the taste of this powerful man's cum in my mouth aroused me more than anything else ever did. It was better than I had ever imagined. As I continued to gather more arousal, I couldn't hold it back anymore.
Lifting Mr. Johnson's cock out of my mouth, he stared back at me with worrisome that I would stop before he came. But, we weren't done yet. I pulled off my skirt to reveal the black laced underwear that I had underneath. Mr. Johnson's powerful cock twitched more frequently now as it waited in anticipation in his seat. Before Mr. Johnson could say anything, I went over and sat on his lap on the chair. I have been craving this for so long, and now was my time in life for me to satisfy my urges. Feeling Mr. Johnson's cock in my hand, I applied my lips onto his lips. His rock hard cock continued to twitch in the palm of my hand as he devoted his lips to mine, seeking more pleasure.
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