My Boss|| MJ One Shot *Completed*

Part One- Late

Christina

"Damn it!! Hurry the fuck up!" I yelled. The cars were moving slower than fucking molasses and I was late for work. I was supposed to be there by 8 am to have my bosses coffee down before he got there and I overslept. Spending the night out with my friends costed me but I knew better.. I knew fucking better. Having a birthday party on a work night was not in my schedule but I couldn't resist it. But now, I am regretting it a little.. even my hangover couldn't out beat what I was soon to face at work.

It wasn't my friends, I was mad at but the fact that my boss, Mr. Sexy, fine ass, Michael J. Jackson was a nasty nigga and boy he could yell. And this was the third time, being late to work. Each time I got yelled at for being late or a missing part of my daily assignment, my body got hot anytime he was near me or when he ever yelled at me. As the associate in this magazine business, I had no choice because I was top tier in the company. I worked hard and I didn't have to ass kiss to get to this point. However, two times in the span of a month I was late and when I tell you both times, I got an orgasm like this man dick was so far up my stomach.. whew chile, you would have thought we were actually fucking in his office.

My co-worker Joann always thought that he liked me that bad towards the reason for him yelling but I couldn't tell. The man was always angry and my hormones couldn't stay calm. Hell, it made me think that he always got blue balls from all the women at the job versus his woman at home. I beeped and honked my horn as the fire of adrilinene crept up in my body. Joann called me.

"Hello?" I said speeding almost passing by cars, beeping at me for driving in front of them.

"Hey girl where the hell are you? Mr. Jackson has been throwing a fit for about thirty minute now. When I tell you he is so mad right now. You need to get here asap." she said almost in a whisper.

"Girl, I am coming. I overslept. The girls had a party last night. I missed my alarm." I spoke in a hurried tone.

"GET IT DONE!" I heard in the background and my heart skipped a beat.

"Girl, all I know is, he's pissed and we had a deadline today." she said as I rolled my eyes, forgetting about that.

"Damn it! I'm almost there and I have his coffee. Dark." I said and we hung up.

Once, I arrived, i dreaded going to the tenth floor but I had no choice.

Michael

"Mr. Jones, I will have it done by nine, my assistant is late this morning. Thanks." I slammed the phone down. Awhile looking at the empty office chair that was directly outside of my office door. Christina knew not to play with me and yet I have a special surprise for her. Being late to work wasn't taken lightly but it was something about her. The way she walked and talked. How her beautiful curvy body clung so tight in her clothing. God my dick always stood up when she came around. And I couldn't stop it.

I peaked over at Joann's desk and she was talking on her cell phone to someone. I got up and straightened my tie and opened my office door. "Joann come here now!" I said. She jumped up and walked over to me. "Yes sir?" she asked

"Do I pay you to socialize?"

"N-no sir. That was Christina. She said she would be here in less than five minutes. She has your coffee too. I hope she's not fired."

"No, she's not but she's in trouble and you will be too if I don't get those damn papers in my mailbox by lunch time. Understand?"

She nodded quickly and headed back to her desk. I rubbed my temples as Christina bursted through the door. Her curls were messy a little and she wore a black pencil suit outfit with those red bottom heels I loved so good. Focusing on her desk she walked to it and sat the hot cup of coffee down that was about an hour late of landing on my desk this morning. I took a deep breath as the veins in my dick started to pump for he to desperately suck it, I walked over to her.

Christina

I didn't care up until this point if Mr. sexy bad ass was to fire me today. I wanted this day to be over real fast and quick. I placed my jacket down and I grabbed the coffee wishing that it was him tasting me instead and I turned halfway only to see a broad chest in front of me.

"Christina you are over an hour late!" he beamed at me. My heart fell to my knees as it grew silent in the area around us. "S-s-sorry Mr. Jackson I-"

"In my office right now!" He said as I moved as quickly as possible. Careful not to drop this hot ass coffee that burned my small hand. I hurried and sat it down. "Get back to work!" He screamed. The sounds of clearing throats and typing on computers consumed the silence. I stood there still holding the cup and letting it scar my hand up until the door closed and it was just us. He sat down and fixed his tie. He held his hand out, placing a finger on the desk and I sat the coffee near it.

With one quick movement he grabbed my hand, firmly holding it. "How are you, Christina. Why do you want to ruin my day already by.. BEING LATE FOR WORK!!" he screamed the last part and I was drenching wet in my underwear after that.

"I-I am so sorry again Mr. Jackson. See I overslept and-"

"That's an excuse! A plain fucking one at that. Does the guy your fucking it that pussy so hard that he made you oversleep? Not caring in the fucking world that you have a damn job to do?" he asked angrily.

I felt the emotions in my body build up. It was tension moments like this that I lived for. No other man could make me as sensitive in my vagina like he did. I wished he would fuck me already and get it over with.

"I'm sorry.. did I stutter?? I need an answer Christina. Or can you give me one? Does he rock your walls until the point you must be late for me... your boss??" He asked again.

"I don't have any man sir." I said. That was all I could say. "If you do and you're just saying that is his dick better than mine you think? Can he have you screaming daddy like I could or could he even last hours with you begging for him to stop?" He lets go of my hand and jumps up. He turns the blinds down and he backs me into a wall. "Does he?? Come on you know he can't and even so do you even like him?" he asked.

"I don't have a man sir?" I said again. His hand crawled up to my neck and I wanted to die immediately. His touch made me sweat balls in my dress today and I just bought the damn outfit. I wanted him to snatch it off.

"After hours Christina... After hours." he said. He drew the blinds back up and opened his door. "I want that deadline completed... if not, you will be sorry." He said.

"Y-yes sir right away!" I scurried away with my vagina wall begging for help.

End of Part One!