Fuck The Boss

Ron reported for work on the Monday morning as he had done for the past five years. As always, his boss was there before him and casually nodded to him. As the manager of the IT department, Sue rarely spoke to Ron. In fact, unless she had to, she never seemed to speak to any of the staff. Ron had always put it down to the fact that she was really gorgeous, had a great body and was smarter than any of them. "She is just stuck up!" Ron mused to himself as he walked past her office to his own. He grabbed a coffee from the machine and sat at his desk to review any problems that needed to be addressed. Working for one of the major computer companies was demanding but he loved his work and always got to the office at least an hour before any one else but never seemed to beat Sue even though she was married and he was not! As he sat focusing on requisitions and correspondence, Sue's soft voice shattered his concentration. "Do you have a minute Ron?"

Looking up at her face he could see there was something on her mind. "Sure," he said casually, "What's on your mind?" What he would rather have said he thought was, "You are upset, if I could fuck that delicious cunt of yours with my hard cock, you would lighten up a lot." But, he valued his job too much to get fired for saying something that would likely get him fired especially since the stuck up bitch would never agree to a good fuck. Then, for some reason, he wondered if he was about to be canned and grew uneasy as his boss sat in the chair beside him. "I need a man's opinion," she went on with obvious reluctance, "and since you are a good looking guy and not married I think your opinion is important." As she spoke, Ron wondered what the fuck she was talking about. Then it became clear!

Sue had married the college jock and now, after 10-years of marriage had come to the end of her rope. He seemed to enjoy berating her and his control over her was almost complete. When he wanted to fuck, she had to oblige or get the shit beaten out of her. He had also convinced her over time that she was unattractive and no other guy would ever be interested in fucking such an ugly piece of shit or even spend time with her and he was astounded that she had the job she had since she was such a stupid fuck. As she talked, Ron sat quietly listening and, when she was finished Ron asked two questions. "Why are you still with such an abusive jerk?" and, "Why are you only now talking to someone about it?" She told him that last night he had held a knife to her throat as he raped her then whipped her with his belt when he was done. Sure had obviously seen the cynical look on his face, and after looking to make sure they were alone, lifted her top to expose dark bruises over her belly and ribs.

"Let me answer your question Sue! In my opinion you are one of the most beautiful women I have ever met. You are gorgeous and you are smart and that is a great combination. Leave the bastard and report him to the police for assault and rape." Ron was forceful and direct in is statement and offered to go with her to the hospital and the police if she needed his help and she accepted quickly.

Two weeks had past since that morning. Her husband was arrested the following day and her wounds had healed. After the initial conversation, Sue seemed to make a point of not talking to Ron further about it which pissed him off.

At the end of his work day, he was walking past her office when she asked him to come in. She asked Ron if he would be interested in having dinner with her as her way of saying thanks for his help. He said he would and her subtle smile made his mind race at the possibilities of finally having some time with her and maybe even get to taste her sweet cunt. It was Friday night and Ron followed her in his car as she drove to the restaurant. He found it strange that she would choose a restaurant so close to his house but decided it was just that it was one of the best in the city. They both enjoyed the meal and had far too many glasses of wine and by the time the evening was over, Sue was in no condition to drive home and Ron told her so. "You have two choices," he said, "You can order a cab or you can walk three blocks to my place and stay the night." She chose the latter without any hesitation. It was the choice that Ron was hoping she would make.

The cold night air cleared some of the fuzziness from their heads as they walked and both were considerably more alert by the time Ron slipped the key into his door although it did nothing to cool the hardness of his cock that kept responding to her seductive beauty all evening. As the door closed behind the two, Sure suddenly turned to face him and, wrapping her arms around his neck planted a long deep kiss on his lips. The feeling of her firm tits pressing against his chest made him even hotter and he held her as close as he could. It was likely subconscious, but Ron knew that if he began to rip her clothes off it would bring back memories of her husband's abuse so gently caressed her back to the top of her round bum.

"Thank you for being such a good guy," she whispered in his ear as their lips parted. Ron led her to the bathroom so she could pee and then went to put on the coffee. As he stepped into the kitchen, he could not help but to hear the tinkle of her golden stream hitting the side of the toilet bowl making him even harder. "I wonder if she will leave any short and curlies on the seat," he thought as the coffee dripped and he instinctively rubbed his throbbing cock through his slacks. She moved silently into the living room and Ron went into the bathroom. Partly to have a piss but also to see if there was any of her sweet little cunt hairs laying about. As he lifted the lid, there before him was a fine strand of her pubic hair. It was almost golden and, cradling it in his fingers, he carefully placed it in his wallet. He stood at the toilet waiting for his cock to soften enough to pee and finally got rid of some of the wine he had consumed earlier. He stopped in the kitchen to pour two coffees then went into the living room. 

Ron stopped dead in his tracks as he entered the living room. Standing before him only in her white lace bra and matching thong, stood Sue. "I want you to make love with me," she cooed, her voice husky with passion and the wine. Ron put the cups down and as he watched her remove her bra exposing some of the finest tit he had ever seen and then, trying not to drool, watched as she slid her thong down past her knees and stepped out of them. Her pussy was swollen in anticipation of being fucked and he was amazed that she did not have a full hairy beaver but rather a thin line of soft hair that pointed down to her moist cunt. He was going to ask her if she was sure but,, what the fuck, she was standing there naked and offering her body to him. It took him only seconds to get undressed and before long, he was on his knees stroking his cock as he lapped at the juices of her pussy. She placed her foot on his shoulder to let his tongue in deeper and he began to tongue fuck his beautiful boss as he slid his finger deep into her puckered little ass. Sue fell back on the sofa and, spread eagled, she offered the length of her pussy and her now-erupted clit to her new lover and Ron did not disappoint her. His gentle touch and eager desire for her body made her cum in a screaming orgasm that would be the first of many that night.

 --CONTINUED--

Authored by: D.C.S. O'Malley - ISBN 0-9732798-0-X

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