My Devil Boss

That Bitch

What the actual fuck? This is the third time I'm growing hard between my pants by the sight of her pacing around in her office with those fuck-me-hard black tight dress that hugged her every curve and those fucking high red Louboutins that screamed fuck me already. Oh... What I intend to do when I peel the dress off her and only leaving her nothing on but her Louboutins and her beautiful long brunette with those waves that cascaded just perfectly below her perfectly curved breasts. The first time is when she snapped saying she didn't think a threesome would be as awesome as it is with me. Like who the fuck would reject sex with me? Every girl that I fuck with clearly had a great time and would always begged for more. But with her, it’s a major turn on. Each word that come out as feisty as it is from her beautiful lips, im nothing but a walking blue balls. I had to 'attend' to all the girls in my office to distract myself from that beautiful face and body but fuck, it’s not working. Every moan that they let out is her soft moan that pleasures me that I imagined and those breasts that I touched and embraced was hers. I bet they are full and soft in my palm and that ass...

The second time is the moment when I caught her lost in her own thoughts sitting in her office, she let her mouth open a little bit and her pair of green emerald eyes that screams something familiar the first moment i landed my eyes on her. Innocence. Her brunette hair flowed in waves to adorn her glowing, porcelain-like skin. Her eyes, framed by long lashes, were a bright, emerald-green and seemed to brighten the world. A straight nose, full rose lips - she seemed the picture of perfection. Had she smiled, the world would sigh with contentment. Had she laughed, the world would laugh with her. And had she wept, the whole world would want to comfort her. There is something about those enticing green emerald eyes  that makes me feel as if i was meeting an angel from heaven. As if something heavy were lifted off my chest but i kept myself composed as i do not want the beautiful bitch to have the satisfaction that im intrigued by her.

Moreover, her body is simply magnifcient just like a fine statue of art that needs to be appreciated. Those sexy curves and long legs that is gifted to perfection in every single way. If i ever get my hands on her body, oh, believe me, i intend to study every fucking inch of her despite her atitude despising the idea of me fucking her and bossing her all around. Then it hit me like in my fucking face. I need that bitch despite her wiseass atitude.