My Boss and I by sixtynine6969

The darkness envelopes the room, almost completely black if not for a slight glow from the fullmoon coming through the thin curtains, it is 4am and unfortunately for me time to get up. I look over at the still body covered under the blanket next to me, she looks so peaceful, if not for the slight heave of her chest every time she breathes, one would think she was dead. A mop of black hair covers her face and after looking at her peaceful face for a few minutes I decide not to wake her this morning.I slowly move the blankets off myself and drag my feet over the sides. The air-condition has the room at a cool 20 degrees and it quickly penetrates my naked exposed body chilling me and causing a slight shiver. I move quickly to the bathroom to get ready for the day ahead, thinking only of how quickly I can get ready to beat the morning traffic.

The light from the bathroom hits my eyes suddenly as I flick the switch, causing me to squint and lose my vision temporarily. Luckily the toilet is right ahead of the door and with closed eyes, I find the toilet and I start to relieve myself. I slightly tilt my head back as the bright yellow urine streams out of me, I had been holding back from going to the washroom since midnight and relieving myself felt like heaven. Maybe I was still asleep, but it was only when I felt the warm hands cropping my scrotum did I realise that someone was behind me. “Hello Sleepy Head, why didn’t you wake me”, she says as she gently massages me, stroking my pubic hairs as she spoke. I immediately start to get hard which causes my aim to go off, resulting in a stream of urine hitting the back of the toilet seat cover. “Fuck” I exclaim and start to correct my aim, in the quickest of movements however she spun me around and grabbing the now fully erect shaft moved it quickly to her lips and her open mouth. She moaned slightly as the hot golden stream hit her face and then into her open mouth. As she pursed her lips against my shaft I stop urinating so as not to choke her, only when I hear the gulp of her throat passing whatever fluids she had in her mouth down to her stomach, did I continue evacuating my bladder. It took about half a minute for me to finish and with a final push I squirted what ever I had left into her mouth. As she took her last gulp, she smiled and opened her eyes looking up at me, “thanks for the drink babe, but I think you should stop drinking so much wine before you go to bed.” With her hands still on my shaft, she slowly got up, stopping only to flick her tongue over my left nipple. I cupped her face and gave her a deep probing kiss, tasting my bitter, salty urine on her lips and licking it off her face. After about a few seconds she pulled back, “you go by the mirror, and start getting ready, I’ll come over to finish you off” she purred. With a final kiss, we separated and I moved over to the mirror and sink, all the while thinking how late am I going to be now.

As I moved over to the mirror, I leaned over to wash my face and get my toothbrush. My penis was still rockhard, and as I leaned over it touched the cold counter, causing it to feel even more sensitive. When I looked back up, she was now coming into the bathroom, she had obviously done some cleaning up and now stood fully naked behind me. I marvelled at her body, she was a little less than 110 pounds, 5’6” with a petite frame and a very flat chest with elongated nipples about ½” long. Because she had such low body fat, her vaginal lips were very pronounced and as I looked at them I could see a slight drop of a whitish fluid start to form. “Looks like I got you a little bit excited I said, pointing with my eyes at her vagina”. She immediately moved her hand to the drop and with one swift movement took her index finger and scooped up her fluids and brought it close to her face so that she could take a look at it. “Well would you look at that, huh” she said shrugging her shoulders, “here you have it”, she exclaimed as she grabbed my toothbrush, and wiped the slimy looking substance on the brushes. As she handed me back the toothbrush, she moved me slightly to the side so that she could finish what she started. I looked at the toothbrush and immediately put toothpaste and started brushing away thinking how I adored everything that came from my wife, and I do mean everything.

Samantha was now a few minutes into sucking my penis, she had started up gently, slowly running concentric circles around the tip of my penis, and gradually working to a harder sucking motion. All the while she kept massaging my scrotum, keeping a finger slightly pressed against the base of my shift which she used to gauge when I ready to pop. I had done a pretty good job of holding back but if I thought I had any control over the timing of my orgasms, I was going to be wrong. Immediately upon rinsing my mouth for the second time, I felt what could only be described as an intense jolt of pleasure, as Samantha raked her teeth over my penis’ head, at the same time her hand quickly moved to my anus and began probing my sphincter muscle. The pace of her sucking quickened while her other hand started pulling on my penis in a coordinated motion with her mouth. I could feel the control leave me as the orgasm started to well from my loins, “fuck, I am going to cum baby” I exclaimed almost buckling over with pleasure. As I relaxed and bent forward, I suddenly felt her finger slide all the way into my anus, which coupled with a final flick of her tongue, caused me to violently flinch and ejaculate. Her timing could not be any perfect, as she felt the muscle weaken and release she immediately pulled my penis out her mouth and aimed it straight at her face. A thick stream of warm cum shot straight into her now open mouth, she moaned and quickened the pace of her movement on my shaft, all the time probing deeper into my anus. I came at least three times more, covering her face and her hair with thick white lines. As she sensed my end, she put the now slimy shaft back into her mouth and cleaned me up, sucking hard on my now sore penis. When she was finished, I relaxed my anus and she slowly pulled her finger out. I was spent and in a state of euphoria as my orgasm slowly subsided. I looked down on Samantha as she slowly got up, she was unable to see properly as some cum had flowed into both her eyes. She smiled coyly, “So how did you like your morning surprise” she said as she moved her finger across each line of cum before licking her fingers clean, spending a bit more time sucking the finger that she had buried deep in my ass. I helped her clean a few areas with my finger as well, “thank you honey, but now I am sure I am about an hour late” as I moved my finger to her mouth for a final lick.

“You sure picked a bad day to get on the Boss’s bad side” Jessica whispered to me as I walked in. I thought I gotten away from being reprimanded for reaching to work late this morning but it seemed I was wrong. “Is she very angry ?” I asked with a tinge of fear. “Well her car’s air condition stopped working on her ride back to the office after the meeting down town and with this heat, she is not very happy” Well now I knew I was going to get it. Just as I was about to take a seat in the waiting area, I heard Jessica’s desk phone ring and on answering she motioned for me to go in. Taking a deep breath, I walked to the executive looking huge oak doors and pushed them slowly.

Mrs. Jones office was huge and what would be expected of a CEO of a major investment corporation. The office had a rectangle shape, with one entire wall being replaced by a full length window which looked out over the City. At the far end of the room was Mrs. Jones desk where she stood with her back to me. Between the desk and the door there was a circular conference table and a quite plush looking white sofa which contrasted with the black décor of everything else. Mrs. Vanessa Jones was her full name and at 45 had been the CEO of Riverfield Investments for the last 2 years. She had joined Riverfield when she was about 35 as a run of the mill analyst but quickly used her “assets” to move up the ladder. Eventually being appointed CEO after what was rumoured to be a business trip tryst with the late owner Mr. Rivers. Looking at her now, I could see without difficulty how she influenced her way to the top. Mrs. Jones was about 5’10”, with a shapely build. Her natural African hair was relaxed and coloured in a tinge of red and her body reflected a shapely woman who was dedicated to fitness. She had on a short black tight pencil skirt cutting just midway above her thigh, and a thin white shirt. The skirt showed off her shapely well-toned legs and she had on what looked to be a very expensive white 5” high heel with no stockings. What were most noticeable were her narrow ankles leading up to well defined heart shaped calves. Her thighs were also well shaped and her skin was a silky dark brown. The skirt accentuated her well rounded ass and with her small waist only made her look even sexier. As I drank in the view of my boss, i immediately became aware of my penis starting to get hard and press against the crotch of my pants, and quickly covered it up with my briefcase before it became very noticeable. “Please have a seat at the table Mr. Roberts, I will be with you shortly.” Mrs. Jones said in a harsh unwelcoming voice without turning around. I chose a seat facing her desk and quietly sat down, resting my phone and briefcase on the table in front of me, relieved that my now fully erect penis would be out of her view. After a few minutes of her fumbling on her desk, she turned around, and came towards me. As she sat down next to me, I noticed her face was gleaming with a thin layer of sweat and there were small beads forming on her forehead and neck. Her impeccable makeup was still intact and subtly accentuated her high cheek bones and beautiful dark brown eyes. In contrast to her dark skin she had on a bright red lipstick that only added to her natural sultry nature. It was only as Mrs. Jones sat, that I was able to fully marvel at her voluptuous bust, I could only assume that her sweat had moistened her already thin top making it even more transparent. Through the top which had the first three buttons loose, I could make out a black lacy bra which cut low across the top of her ample bosom. The lace of the cups hung to the natural arch of her breasts and I could just make out her much darker areoles which extended above the lowest point of the bra. Her nipples pressed against her bra and made a small imprint against the fabric. I could feel my penis get even harder, and under the table I slightly moved my hand over the tip and gently stroked it with my thumb in an un-noticeable manner. On sitting Mrs. Jones, moved the chair out slightly so that she could face me, and slowly crossed her legs, giving me another enticing view of her toned calves. As my eyes traced her curves, I also suddenly became aware of a strong musky odor which while a bit offensive, also made my heart race a bit with anticipation.