The Boss

The Boss

Status: In Progress

Genre: Erotica

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Status: In Progress

Genre: Erotica

Summary

A man catches his boss masturbaiting

Summary

A man catches his boss masturbaiting

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Submitted: January 30, 2016

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Submitted: January 30, 2016

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"I am sick and tired of this bullshit" Jack thought to himself as he ran yet another batch of papers through the copy machine, cursing as it chewed up the first two pages again. Although it was well after time to go home, and Jack suspected he was currently the only one in the business, his boss had stuck him with extra work for the 3rd time this week. Staying late was all well and good, but given that he worked on a salary he was basically just doing extra work for no extra pay.

He cursed his boss as he headed back to his cubicle. The dreary beige walls that made up the edges of the massive cubicle farm that housed the worker drones of the office positively reeked of depression and desperation. A situation which was made no better by the dull overhead lighting that made it impossible to determine if it was high noon or midnight, made worse by the incessant buzzing that drove one to madness. If he had not needed the money so badly he would have left the company long ago.

As if the environment and the sheer drudgery of the job was not bad enough, his boss multiplied his problems tenfold. With the dusky complexion and dark hair of someone with more than a smattering of exotic genetics from places much warmer than upstate New York. Large, full breasts a symmetry of features that amounted to nothing short of stunning, and a proclivity for wearing low cut tops, had allowed her to keep most of the men in the office happily under her thumb, and resulted in an excessive amount of arrogance.

Because of the way the men of the office, and not a few of the women for that matter, treated her she had long ago decided that she did not have to dirty her pretty little hands with the minutiae that amounted to her job description, instead choosing to delegate her work to her legion of drooling followers. How Jack had ended up getting stuck with it he still wasn't quite clear on. Although he would be the first to admit that she was absolutely stunning, he was not some half witted child who couldn't think through a boner. Though perhaps in the end that was why he was stuck at work after hours so often, perhaps she stuck him with extra work because she sensed that she could not control him the way she did so often... he wasn't sure, but he was sure that he was tired of it.

So consumed with the thoughts that were running through his head, and the seething hatred he felt for his boss, Jack almost missed the sounds of ecstasy that softly wafted through the silent cubicle farm. At first he was sure that his mind was just playing tricks on him, the combination of long hours and dull work taking their toll on his fragile mind. He listened again and was greeted by silence, however just as he prepared to give up and return to his desk his ears again caught the sounds of wanton pleasure. Sure this time that he was in his right mind Jack followed the sound, honing in through the rows of desks and cloth covered walls until he approached his bosses office. Jack was surprised as he has believed himself to be the only one in the building, and would have bet money that his boss had ducked out of the building hours before, but the soft light of a desk lamp and the unmistakable sound of a poorly concealed orgasm filtered through the partially open office door.

Jack peek through the crack in the door, careful not to open the door any further and risk exposing his snooping. What he saw had him utterly at a loss. His boss sat in her plush leather chair directly opposite the door. Her legs splayed with one resting on the mahogany desks surface gave Jack an intimate view of her exposed pussy, and the pink vibrator that was embedded up to the hilt in it. Her eyes closed as the subtle yet powerful vibrations teased another orgasm from her she pawed at her breasts, already exposed to the empty office.

Jack's cock instantly reacted to the sight in front of him. Although he was annoyed by his boss's behaviors, he had never denied that she was attractive, and seeing her exposed with her features warped by bliss was enough to bring his cock to swollen attention. Silently he withdrew his cell phone from his pocket, switching it to record. Not only would this video help him on many lonely nights, but it was essential to the next part of his plan...

After he had recorded enough for what he planned next he stepped into view, pushing the door boldly open. She immediately jerked in response, her foot dropping hurriedly off the desk as she hastily attempted to cover her exposed breasts. She let out a confusing string of syllables, something of a cross between an ill conceived excuse for what she had been doing and indignation that he had barged into her office unannounced, however she dropped off into silence when she saw the still recording camera in his hand.

"You are going to have me fired then?" she asked, her features dropping. She flushed, though he knew not whether it was out of anger or embarrassment for getting caught. It was clear that she was aware of how angry he was at her for the recent increase in the amount of work he had been assigned, and it appeared she thought he would use this evidence of her inappropriate workplace behavior to get rid of her. Although he had considered such a path, his true plan was much different.

"Well now I don't know..." he said. She looked up sharply at his response, her gaze shifting from embarrassment and defeat to something more appraising. She weighed him, attempting to determine what he might be trying to get out of this encounter.

"If you could be counted on to be... shall we say discreet, and keep this matter between us, I am sure we could come to some kind of understanding" She said. She seemed to sense what he was after before he even named his price, her hands dropping away from their feeble effort to cover her breasts in an unspoken statement of terms.

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