Amelia was wide awake this morning. Her midnight blue/black hair was shining and sprawled on her pillow. Gold rays of sun shone on her voluptuous body. Amelia always thought she was gifted with 5’8” height and a killer body. She had rounded, milky chocolate globes of full heavy breasts while her hips were wide and healthy. Her eyes, the color of midnight, pierced through men's hearts and shot down to their nether regions.
The perfect erotic image.
Today was a just normal day for her. She got up from her heavenly bed and showered with her rose and fruit shower gel.
Fresh from her shower, Amelia went to look for the perfect outfit for the day. She settled for a blue thong and a bluish-black push-up bra under a short red skirt that stopped mid-thigh and a loose-fitting rose-colored blouse. She undid the top three buttons just to give a sample of her mocha-coloured C-cup breasts.
With her signature dark red lipstick and everyday makeup that brings out her exotic black eyes, she let some nice ringlets frame her heart-shaped face. She was ready to go.
The drive to work was always pleasurable for Amelia. She listened to her newest mashup of songs and drove. On the way she grabbed a meal and an iced coffee.
When she arrived, it was almost nine. She walked to her office and ate her breakfast. Today there was some unfinished work to complete from yesterday. On her lunch break, her boss, Mattson, called her to his office.
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Amelia’s POV.
"Boss, did you call me?"
I thought this jerk knew it was my lunch time. Seemed like the dickhead forgot. Whatever. He always found an excuse to flirt with me.
"Yes, Amee. I want you to look into these files."
"Ok. Will do, boss. Shall I go now?"
“No, no, Amee. Just sit in here and check them," he said.
"Okay."
While checking the files, I saw my boss checking me out. While it creeped me out, I also found it highly arousing, so I went to drink some water—and oops! I accidentally let some fall onto my boobs.
Now he was openly drooling.
"Boss, do you need anything?"
"Huh? Hm? N-no, Amee. No, n-no."
I was fed up with this cat and mouse game. So, I did the obvious. I removed my blazer and undid the rest of my buttons, revealing my bluish-black bra. His eyes went wide, and I saw his Adam’s apple bobbing.
"Amee, wh-what a-are you doing?"
"Relax boss, we both know we want this." I walked towards him swaying my hips and sat on his lap. I slowly started to kiss and nibble on his ear. Then I traced along his perfect jawline and kissed his mouth. The kiss soon became heated, and he asked if he could push his tongue into my mouth.
I gave him permission, and soon we were wildly making out, gripping each other and removing each other’s clothes. Mattson flung everything off the desk, and then threw me on it. He open-mouth kissed me along my neck down to my boobs. He kissed them both and then removed my bra. He toyed with my thong and then removed it. He touched and teased my pussy while grunting. I moaned in response.
"Oh, Matt. Oh, yes. Right there...yes.”
"What do you want, Amee?"
"Ohh...Matt, this feels so good. Ohh...please...please…"
"Please what, Amee. Huh? You…like this? You like to fuck your boss, huh? Tell me, Amee. Tell me."
"Yes, yes, Matt. Please fuck me. Fill me up with your big fat cock, sir. Please."
"As you wish, little devil."
He slammed into me and started thrusting into me while pinching my nipples and rubbing my little pleasure bud. He then changed the position and forced me onto the floor on my knees. From behind me, he pumped his hard rod in and out of me, making me moan deeply. I was getting close to my climax and saw stars before meeting his thrusts and letting loose.
"Oh, yes...Oh, yes, Matt, make me cum.”
"Take it. Take it all,” he screamed.
We both reached our climax. Matt was a sweaty mess above me. He regained his breath and pulled out his softening member while panting. I waited for couple of minutes then stood up on my shaky legs while dressing.
"That was awesome, boss. Thanks for the high," I said casually.
"Yeah…it was mind blowing. We can do that again, doll, if you like. You know, I can make you feel good and satisfied." He winked at me.
The nerve of this bastard.
"Sorry, boss, I only do it one time per man. No seconds for me. So, yeah. It was good, but not happening again. Take care, boss, got to finish work."
He was dumbstruck, and I left in a hurry to escape from all the drama. After all, I found my release, didn't I? It was win-win for me.
After the orgasmic incident, I finished my work and walked to my baby—my Honda Accord—and drove back home. Funny that I thought it was end of my day. Funnier because I never knew what waited in the stores for me at night.
After all, everything happens after darkness falls.