Life with the Boss

3

Chapter 3

He kissed her again and this time he lingered on her lips. He knew how to kiss so well that she could see how everything else was going to work out. He had a way of making her feel everything he did. As he then kissed her again and then again, he was showing her that she was not really that safe from him or his ideas.

That was probably the reason he had gotten away with so much on the first day they were together. She just had not realized any of it at the time. He was like a wizard in getting what he wanted, but also in the way he could draw out her natural desires as well. That was a talent. She had never thought to use sex as a weapon against anyone and though for the two of them it was different; she knew it was completely because of him. He had this way about him that could get her to do things for and with him that she had never dreamed of.

He moved his hand to her back and though he did have a goal in mind he also just wanted to feel her under his hand. Her shirt was again white. He thought of the first day when she didn't have a bra on, and her blazer had not functioned as a shield too well. He could see her tits clearly through the white fabric no matter how hard she had tried to keep everything covered.

Now he knew she was wearing everything she had too, and he wanted to test the theory that if her bra was off, he could see them through this shirt. He smiled as he kissed her again. The slight tug on the one thing he knew was there at her back, and she felt the pressure of the bra dissipate. Her shoulder was eased as well. He deepened the kiss.

When he pulled back, he looked down at her chest. He smiled as he did, and it was a lazy grin that would be the downfall for her. He adjusted the article of clothing that he had just released from being tight around her rib cage. He was lifting and moving it around. She had to look at him like he was losing his mind.

"What are you doing?" she finally asked.

"I wanted to see the quality of this fabric." He said as he looked at her. She tilted her head. "I wanted to see your tits through your shirt. I can't with this shirt."

"Do not rip it off." She said as she looked at him. He smirked more than he thought about it. Though he had her lean even more back. He started at the bottom of the shirt. He tugged it out of the skirt she was wearing and very slowly button by button he undid them. With every section of skin, he uncovered, he touched and traced the lineup to where he wanted to see.

He was taking his time. He knew he had all the time in the world to have this little snack in front of him. Though their sex life had not ever stopped, he had slowed down some. He made love to her every night. He knew that she enjoyed it. Though they did try very hard to curb things at work, there were days he could not resist her beauty. She made him hard almost all the time. One day he knew he would master not getting that way around here. Most likely when he was dead.

As soon as her shirt was completely open, and he had the view of her breasts that were heavy and almost free from their confines he smiled again. He moved her up so he could push open the shirt more to expose her flesh. When he did, he waited to hear the soft sound of it hitting the ground. Then her bra was to be next. He brought one arm down and then he brought the other arm down. Pulling on it slowly so she felt every slight movement on her arms. Then he moved it to the floor as well.

"Now, my sweet assistant. How much are you willing to assist me?" he asked softly in her ear as he moved towards her. His shirt on his chest now slightly rubbing the nubs of her nipples gently.

"Mikael." She whispered.

"Well, at least you can remember my name." he chuckled. "I know we are not supposed to do anything here, but I can't help myself." He said as he lifted her easily to his lap. Her shirt was riding up to her waist, and he knew that he could easily have her ride him like this. Though he knew he wanted more. He wanted to taste her. He wanted all of her for himself. The drive would not go away. He had to ease himself with something now. "Hmm, I have to wonder what we should do this time?"

She didn't say anything. She didn't have to. She was moving slightly to feel anything on her already swollen clit all ready. Though she was just slightly moving now. He knew in a few minutes with the right incentives she would be grinding against him.

He knew he had woken a sleeping sex goddess in her with his first interaction. He also knew that he loved every minute of it and watching her come to life like that. It was something he had never expected. It was something he loved. It was his own sex toy that was real and who also loved to get him off as much as he loved to make her cum. He didn't care how he did it, but he had to. She had to cum on him for him to even want to cum in her.

He was more than happy to have her in front of him as he licked, sucked, fingered, or fucked her to get her off. Her sounds of pleasure were his world now. He needed that world right now.