Tarasia {OneShots}

5: Bossy

Hey, my lovelies. I got another one for y'all. Enjoy! NSFW! 😝

Taraji was the definition of a boss. Her employees loved and admired her. They also lusted after her. The woman looked like a delicious snack that they all wanted to taste. She was having a meeting with her team because they had dropped the ball and her company had lost a huge account. All eyes were on her, for several reasons. Mainly, because it was just so damn hard not to be entranced by her.

"People, I should not have to repeat myself. Fix it or you're all fired!" Taraji shouted. She didn't raise her voice often, but she was pissed. Her employees knew she wouldn't fire them, but their fuckup could make them miss out on their bonuses. They all scrambled to fix what they had screwed up.

"Fantasia, stay for a moment," Taraji said softly, her anger dissipating. The younger woman stopped in her tracks, her co-workers giving her dirty looks as they passed her. They all wanted to be the one held after a meeting. They craved Taraji's attention, but Fantasia didn't even have to do anything special; she just received it wholeheartedly.

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Fantasia took a seat in front of Taraji's desk. She seemed despondent. She was never really a high-spirited person, but Taraji always knew when something was bothering her. So she just wanted to check in on her. "Are you okay?" Taraji asked, and the other woman just nodded her head. She wouldn't meet her boss' eyes. "Look at me," Taraji demanded, and Fantasia did as told. She stared deeply into dark brown eyes, getting so lost in them that she didn't even realize she was crying.

Taraji quickly got up from her chair and went to lock her office door. She didn't want any interruptions, and she knew Fantasia wouldn't want anyone else seeing her cry. Taraji turned the chair around that Fantasia was sitting in, and then she kneeled down in front of her. "Talk to me. Tell me what you need." She gently stroked Fantasia's cheek.

"You." Fantasia mumbled, and one of Taraji's eyebrows shot up almost to her hairline. It would have been quite comical if Fantasia wasn't feeling so glum. "And what do you need me to do?" Taraji's hands were on Fantasia's thighs, sliding up and down. Fantasia spread her legs, giving her boss a nice view. She didn't have any panties on. "I need words, baby."

"Make me feel better. Eat my pussy. Let me be your lunch." Fantasia said while opening herself up for her boss even more. Taraji was in a daze. Just Fantasia's scent had her intoxicated. And she loved when her sweet girl got bossy. "Tasia, baby, where are your panties?" Taraji had to ask, but she didn't get a response. Did she already have this planned? Taraji wondered.

"I said, eat!" Fantasia commanded and pushed Taraji's head down between her legs and into her center. She needed Taraji to make her feel good. Taraji was the only person who ever made her feel good. Her boss took a long, hard lick through her already wet folds, up to her clit, making Fantasia moan loudly. It was a good thing that the walls weren't thin because she wasn't going to be able to hold back. She didn't want to hold back. Today, Fantasia didn't give a shit if everyone heard their boss pleasing her. They all knew what was up anyway. She and Taraji both had husbands, but they belonged to each other.

"You taste delightful. I could do this all day." Taraji said, but Fantasia wasn't trying to hear her talk. That's not what she needed from her at the moment. "Shut up and work that mouth in other ways." Fuck, I just came in my panties. Taraji was so turned on by bossy Tasia. Her baby knew she liked to be in control when it came to business, but sexually, she wanted to be told what to do. "And where exactly does your body want my mouth?" Fantasia shoved Taraji's head back down again between her legs. And her boss went to work, making her orgasm back to back and then slurping up her creamy cum.