The Boss' Best Friend (Part 2)

The Boss' Best Friend (Part 2) The Boss' Best Friend (Part 2)

Status: Finished

Genre: Erotica

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Status: Finished

Genre: Erotica

Summary

At only 19 years old, newlywed, Rachel moves to Georgia with her new husband. She learns a different meaning of "Southern Charm" when she meets her boss' best friend, Brett, when he stops by work one day.

Summary

At only 19 years old, newlywed, Rachel moves to Georgia with her new husband. She learns a different meaning of "Southern Charm" when she meets her boss' best friend, Brett, when he stops by work one day.

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Submitted: July 13, 2015

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I got out of my car and noticed that it was already unloaded and David and Brett were inside the shop.  “How long had I sat there?” I thought and looked around.  I walked into the shop and was immediately greeted by Brett.  “Are you okay?” he asked concerned.  “I’m a cheater” I whispered and burst into tears.  He pulled me into his arms and hugged me while I cried, whispering words of comfort every so often and kissing the top of my head.  My body shook with emotion and he just held me tight. What had I done?

 

“Shhiyitt!”  David yelled, his strong southern accent coming out.  I stepped back wiped my eyes and walked into the back room where David had all the frames we’d just cut and put together earlier were laid out.  “What’s wrong?” I asked.  “I left all the frames for Mrs. McNabb’s pieces at the barn” he said frustrated,  “Oh well, she’s not expecting them until Friday” he said sounding calmer.  He had also taken notice of my red face, and gave me a little smile.  “Rachel and I will go get them” Brett said enthusiastically.  My heart jumped.  Was it fear or excitement?  “That’d be great” David said.  He must’ve thought I had told Brett “no more” and that we needed to talk a little because he winked at me and said, “take your time”. 

 

Brett and I walked out to my car.  “You wanna drive since you’re thinking of buying a BMW?”  I said sarcastically as I tossed him the key.  “I’d drive you to the ends of the earth, Princess” he said convincingly following me to the passenger side he opened my door for me.  I got in and he shut the door.  “Shit Rachel!”  I thought “what are you doing flirting with him again?”  He got in adjusted the seat and mirrors and backed out of parking space in front of the shop, it was about a 15 minute drive to the barn.  

 

“So what’s goin on in that pretty head of yours? And why all the tears? You seemed to enjoy yourself this morning?”  he asked seeming genuinely concerned.  “Brett, this morning was incredible and you made me feel amazing and sexy and…”  “You ARE amazing and sexy”  he interrupted.  “Well, you sure know how to make a girl feel like she’s the only girl left on the planet!”  I said somewhat complimentary and somewhat sarcastically.  We were driving down the winding, country road to the barn and he slammed on the brakes and pulled over.  “Is that what you think?” his voice was heated and I could tell he was controlling his anger, “you think that you’re another ‘wham bam thank you mam?’ to me?”  I looked down at the floor silently,  “What the fuck Rachel?”  he said angrily, and pulled back onto the road.   “Well, I DID her about your overly romantic bathroom rendezvous at a bar the other night, was she the only one girl fucked that night?”  I said sharply  “You know what? It’s none of my damn business who and where and when you fuck anyone, apparently it’s not even your wife’s business, so forget I ever said anything at all!”  Brett was driving down the beautiful, country road pretty fast now, and I could tell he was getting angrier by the second. “And slow the fuck down, Shit!” I spat and leaned back in my seat.  He only drove faster but I didn’t care, wrapping my car around a tree and ending up in a coma right now sounded like a great idea.  Out of nowhere Brett yelled, “Yeah, I did fuck some nobody at a bar! And I you were in my head the entire time!” He yelled.  “What a typical ‘guy’ thing to say, do you think I’m flattered or something?”  I said disgusted and turned up the radio.  “What do you want from me Rachel?”  he yelled and slammed his hand against the steering wheel.  We were driving down the small lane to the barn on David’s property now.  “What do you want from me?”  I asked him sincerely and looked him straight in the eye.  He pulled to a stop in front of the barn and turned down the radio.  He took off his seatbelt and turned to face me.  “I’ve never wanted to be with someone the way I want to be with you, and at the same time I’ve spent the better part of two weeks trying so hard to stay away from you, and trying to distract myself and my thoughts from you, Rachel.  I usually fuck a girl and then I’m done with her, I don’t get phone numbers I don’t call them, that’s not me! But.. with you it is me. I find myself driving past David’s shop just to catch a glimpse of you through the window. I have never felt the way I do now, not even with my wife, and I don’t ever want to stop feeling this way, and we haven’t even fucked yet! And Sugar, I don’t ever want to stop feeling the way that I feel when I’m with you.”  He’d completely bore his soul to me and I was stunned. “Yet?”  I said without thinking.  “Well, I wanna fuck you, I wanna fuck you SO bad Rachel, I think about it all the time! It consumes me I think about it so much!”  he confessed.  “I’m not saying I’m going to, but I wanna fuck you too”  I said shyly and got out of the car.  I could hear Brett’s door slam shut as I opened the door to the barn.  I walked in and located Mrs. McNabb’s frames.  I picked them up and set them on the table and walked around where we had worked that morning looking for anything else we may have forgotten, but couldn’t see anything.  Grabbing the frames I turned around to take them to the car.  I guess Brett had been right behind me because now he was right in front of me.  He took the frames out of my hands and took my hands in his, “I lied to you” he said quietly looking at the floor.  My blood went hot immediately.  “I lied to you!”  he said again but looked me directly in the eyes this time.  His eyes were different, he looked scared, vulnerable.  I couldn’t even imagine what he was about to confess to me, but my blood was getting hotter by the second.  “I don’t wanna fuck you, Rachel”  my boiling blood cooled off a little and my heart sank and I so did my head.  He lifted me head up by my chin and tried to get me to match his gaze but I was humiliated, I wouldn’t give him the pleasure of eye contact.  “I wanna make love to you, to wanna be one with you, I want to explore every inch of your gorgeous body, I want to hold you in my arms and never let you out of my sight again”  I finally looked up and my eyes met his, he was gorgeous and he was here with me, holding my hands, and telling me he wanted to make love to me.  I was melting. “I find myself rarely looking at other girls the way I used to, I’m too busy wondering when I’m gonna be with you next.” he said, gently kissing me, I kissed him back wrapping my arms around his neck.  He put his arms around my waist and pulled me closer to him.  His lips were soft but strong against mine, our tongues moved together in the warmth of each other’s mouths, caressing each other’s softly.  He undid my coat and pulled it off my arms.  “Damn!!!” he exclaimed as he noticed my shirt. 

I was wearing one of my favorites from my recent shopping trip. It was black lace, with long sleeves, and hugged every inch of my upper body.  My favorite part was the low cut back, that met in a “V” shape and the front matched, letting me show off my full, rounded breasts. It had a spaghetti strap tank lining sewn in, and with my new, medium, stoned washed skinny jeans and black, just under the knee boots, with silver buckles up the side, I had to admit, I felt a little bit like a rockstar. 

 

“Fuck you’re sexy!” Brett said with hunger in his eyes as he kissed me hard.  He picked my up and I wrapped my legs around his waist and arms around his neck.  We were kissing each other wildly, and both of us were breathing heavy as barely broke for breath as we consumed one another.  As we clung to each other, Brett walked to the “apartment” side of the barn where there was a living room, small kitchen and a bedroom.  He took me to the bedroom and we finally broke apart when he laid me down on the bed. He took of my boots and then reached for my belt. He straddled me as he slowly unbuckled my belt, and undid my jeans, leaning down to kiss down my collar bone and lips. As soon as my pants were off he sat me up on the bed.  “Mmm…mmm…mmm!!!”  he hummed as he shook his head.  “As much as I love you in this shirt, I think I’ll love you even more when you’re out of it.” And he moved his hands under my shirt and gently pulled it off over my head.  I laid back down and moved to the middle of the queen bed, I was only wearing a black lace push up bra and matching thong now. Brett stood up a quickly stripped down to his boxers and crawled on the bed over the top of me. “I am about to give you the best fucking time of your life Sweetheart.”  He said confidently as he gazed down at me, “Are you sure you’re ready for this?” I nodded up at as I ran my tongue partway over my upper lip and bit down on my lower lip, all while smiling flirtatiously with my eyes.

 

He kissed my neck and started moving down over the tops of my round breasts and in between my cleavage over the top of my bra and down my stomach.  He reached the top of my panties and I shuttered with anticipation.  He kissed right over the top of them until he was at my entrance.  He was breathing in and out as his warm breath went right through my panties causing my swollen lower lips to tingle, as I got wetter, he started breathing in and out even heavier, sending cool air through my slit as he sucked in, and blowing warm air inside my pussy. I started to squirm as I throbbed and ached under his mouth. He grabbed both my ass cheeks and pulled me to the end of the bed. He slipped me panties off with one hand and spread my legs wide as they hung off the bed.  “Fuck, you’re gorgeous! Does it ever stop?”  his voice full of flattery. I let my head fall all the way back as I smiled and rolled my eyes at his compliment.  Then I felt his tongue licking a long, slow path from my ass to my clit, “how could something feel rough and smooth and the same time?”  He flicked my clit gently with his tongue a few time before sliding it inside of me.  My back arched as pleasure ran to every inch of my body, I moaned as he started circling his tongue inside of me, and sticking it in and out. He fingered my clit and started sucking hard on my pussy, taking whatever he could into his mouth with intense pressure.  “Ohhhhh, Ohhhhh, aaaaaaaahhh!”  I whimpered,  “Oh Fuck! Baby! Ohhhh!” I screamed out in a high pitch as grabbed handfuls of the comforter, “OHHHHHHHHHH! OHHHHHHH! UH - UH!  AAAAAAAAH!”  I was bucking my hips and squirming as my body came unraveled in unmeasured pleasure.  I came hard and he sucked it up, moaning his delights into me, causing smaller orgasms to ripple through my body.  My palms were sweaty as I finally let go of the comforter, and I couldn’t really feel my legs.  I didn’t care, I wanted more, like a drug addict, I needed another hit and quick, I never wanted to come down from this high.  I somehow managed to get my bra off with my numb fingers, and grabbed my tits as soon as the were free, squeezing them hard, pinching and pulling my nipples, as Brett slid two fingers inside of me and instantly finding my G spot.  “Was I in heaven?”  I flicked my nipples and pulled them to the point of pain and felt intense pleasure as I did so. Brett crooked his finger inside of my tight pussy and landed it right in G heaven.  I screamed in pleasure as he moved faster and faster, I pinched and teased my nipples, until I came again, screaming in a high but muted voice that I had never heard before.  “You are definitely the sexiest and most intense woman I have ever been with, you are literally the fucking jackpot!”  he said with a big smile as he got on the bed and laid on his back next time me. I was hot and covered in sweat, but couldn’t keep my eyes of his hardened cock and immediately went for it, grabbing it gently I moved closer to him.  I ran my tongue the entire length along the vein. Coming to the tip I slipped it all in my mouth sucking gently on the head, circling the rim with my tongue.  I took more of him into my mouth sucking and licking all the way down.  I started bobbing up and down as his hips started to answer and fall in sync with me.  I softly grabbed his balls and played with each one, sometimes stretching them, and then easing them back to comfort. Brett was grunting and moaning as his hips bucked and his smooth, hard cock fucked my warm, wet mouth.  “Fuck Baby! Ohhhhh! You… gotta…. stop!  You’re gonna make me cum!”  he managed to get out between heavy moans, and trying to breath. “Mmmmm Hmmmmm!”  I hummed on staff.  “Ohhh! Fuck! Fuck! Don’t do that! Fuck! Ohhh Fuck, Rachel!”  He suddenly pulled out of my mouth and grabbed the tip of his penis and started squeezing it.  I’d heard you could keep early ejaculators from cumming too soon with this method, but Brett was not an early ejaculator and I was ready for him to blow his wad down my throat.  “Damn you’re good at that!” he said,  “then why didn’t you let me finish?” I questioned, leaning back over and licking the tip.  He lifted my chin with his free hand and said with his sexy smile, “I have something different in mind, Sugar, and would you mind going out to the kitchen and grabbing us a couple of beers please?”  he asked trying desperately to give me puppy dog eyes.  “Okay? Whatever?”  I said confused and walked out of the room.

 

It felt slightly weird to be walking around “work” naked.  But it was also a thrill.  I felt myself getting wet at the thought. I opened the fridge and found it was packed full of alcohol, mostly beer, but I found a Mike’s Hard Lemonade and which was more my style, and grabbed Brett a beer.  I twisted off the top of my drink, but Brett’s need an opener, I started looking around, until I found one in a drawer. I opened the fridge again to see if there was anything to eat, nope! The freezer I thought, no luck! But there was ice! I set our drinks down and  grabbed a single piece of ice, I rubbed it over my left nipple, and watched it as it hardened and turned purple, “Mmmmmm” I moaned moving to right nipple. I did the same thing to the right side as I pinched and twisted my “frozen” left nipple.  The ice was melted so I grabbed another leaving the freezer door open. I continued playing with my nipples and with the ice, it felt so good and so refreshing. I was reaching for more when I pulled out a ball of ice cubes all frozen together, it made about a 3 inch ball. I started moving it against my wet slit, slowly back and forth, it felt so good.  The ice numbing some parts of me while others were overly sensitive and fully aware. I had sat on the counter next to the freezer and rested my legs on the near by island. An idea popped into my head and I moved my butt forward and spread my legs as wide as I could, rubbing the ice ball against my opening, I pushed it inside.  I whimpered and moaned loudly with pleasure.  “Are you okay Babe?” Brett said running into the kitchen. “Couldn’t be better” I said slyly and grabbed our drinks.  “Is there something I should know about?” he asked returning my sly tone, I shrugged my shoulders and started walking slowly back to the bedroom.  “What aren’t you telling me?”  he asked playfully grabbing our drinks and putting them back on the counter.  “Nothing Mr. Matthews, I just thought you were thirsty” I said in an unconvincing voice.  He grabbed me and threw me onto the couch landing softly on my back.  He was soon over the top of me, kissing me, “Oh! I am thirsty!”  He said in between kisses, “thirsty for something only these beautiful lips could quench!” he said and devoured my lips.  I broke our kiss and pushed him up so I could look him in the eye.  “I think you’ve got the wrong lips” I said seductively and gave an obvious glance downward.  “Oh, you liked what I did to you before, didn’t you baby?”  he was feeling very confident, I just nodded my head “yes” and he headed downtown. “Fuck, you must’ve REALLY enjoyed it, the couch is soaked!” he said proudly.  He started to lick my slit and pulled back, “it’s freezing cold, are you cold? You’re juices are really cold, Babe!”  he seemed a little panicked.  “Uh huh” I pouted, “you better see if there’s a problem”.  Catching on, he went straight to my pussy, planning to tongue fuck me insane was my guess. But his tongue was stopped by a large ball of ice.  He quickly peeked up and gave me a sly grin. Before he went on moving his tongue inside me with the ball of ice. He rubbed my clit and circled his tongue around the ball the best he could, it was melting fast inside my hot passage.  I was writhing beneath him, bucking my hips, as I whimpered and moaned loudly.  I could feel an orgasm building up and I started to play with my tits, pulling and twisting my nipples again.  He could now fit his tongue inside me and sucked out the ball of ice into his mouth and then pushing in back inside of me.  This drove me wild as I tried to hold off so he could have his fun. But my release came and so did I, all over what was left of that ice ball. He sucked it into his mouth after it was covered in my cream. He looked at me with seductive eyes as he rolled it around in his mouth and on it until it was completely gone.  Causing me to orgasm further.  Without saying a word he picked me up, grabbed our drinks with one hand and took me to the bedroom.  

 

The room was dimly lit, I couldn’t see much, Brett had covered the window with a dark blanket somehow, and had the lights down low. He set our drinks down and laid me on the bed.  “You’re extremely unpredictable, Princess, and it’s extremely sexy! I never in a million years would’ve thought when I got up this morning, that today I would drink the sweet nectar of THE Goddess’ today? I’ve never tasted anything so desirable, it was amazing, you’re amazing Rachel.”  I could not only hear, but feel his sincerity.  And looking around the room I knew he hadn’t sent me out to get drinks because he was thirsty.


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