The Boss Would Like to See You

My company recently brought in a new boss to take over our branch since the former retired the previous month. He is a black man. Tall, broad-shouldered with a chocolate complexion; he's got the build of a quarterback, and he's married. I am his secretary; my name is Alicia.

I have been with the boss going on six and a half months now and I could tell that he's got a thing for the ladies. He certainly enjoys flirting with them and sometimes I've noticed how often he tends to keep late hours during lunch break. It wasn't until our first two months of working together that I finally realised what he was up to during his lunch hour period, of the women I'd see him with in his car when he drove off and neither of them bore any resemblance to his wife. And I also got to find out about the late hours he often kept at work. Once when I stayed over late, I placed my ear to his locked door and thought I could hear what sounded like grunts and moans coming from inside, much like someone was getting herself well fucked. I tried to wonder who it could be, but then I recalled the young lady who'd arrive sometime after lunch to see him, realising the lady hadn't left all that time. In my mind's eye I pictured him hammering her from behind, and even then as I felt a hand over my panties I realised that I was growing wet with excitement. I returned to my desk when I heard both of them about to leave and pretended to be doing some filing in my computer. The following morning, my boss summoned me into his office.

"Please take a seat," he said. I did as was told, seating with my hands pressed between my legs while his gaze appraised my white skin like searchlights. Somehow I could tell what he wanted to see me about, but was totally unprepared for his approach.

"Alicia, I'm not going to beat about the bush with you -- you're a very attractive woman, and I can't help feeding my eyes over you."

My mouth fell open with surprise. I, too, over the past months couldn't help but sense some form of attraction towards him too. In my sleep I often fantasised about him making love to me, ripping off my clothes and fucking me over his desk with his big black cock till I begged for mercy. That I'd listened in on him banging that lady in his office had justifiably added more fuel to the fire of my burning desire for him. my boss could never been a one-woman's man; I'm still surprised that he's even married and wonder if his wife even knows about this other side of him.

My brain searched for a reply. "Thanks for compliment, sir."

"I'm expecting a lady over within the next half hour. Her name is Kimberly Dorset. She'll be coming over for a job interview, and I'd like you to accord as you usually do, can you. Think you can handle that?"

"Yes sir."

"Good. Now, on to other matters." He rose from his chair. "You did listen in on my door yesterday evening, didn't you?"

I couldn't help but turn into a school girl and blush. "I'm ... I'm very sorry, sir. Really, I didn't mean --"

"It's not about whether you meant to or not, Alicia." He came from his side of the desk and stood beside me. "As I said, you are a very attractive woman. And I hope you won't find me too brash if I say that my eyes have been on you for quite some time now."

I looked up at him. "No sir, I wouldn't say you're brash. I'd even like to ask whatever took you so long in admitting it to me."

The cat was now out of the bag.

I found my hand reach over to the crotch of his pants, feeling for what was inside. He drew himself closer to me and told me to go ahead and unzip him. I did so and reached inside to pull out his cock. It wasn't even erect and yet the sight of it just got me so instantly wet I could barely control myself from wanting it. He told me to go over and lock the door, which I did. By the time I returned to my chair, I'd unbuttoned my blouse and was rubbing my tits from behind my bra.

I came and knelt before him and took his cock into my mouth. His cock was just too big my mouth could barely take in half the length of his shaft. I felt his hand over my head as he began pumping his cock back and forth into my mouth, making me choke on it. He picked me up from the floor and planted me on the edge of his desk. I pulled up my skirt and balanced my legs on his large shoulders as he knelt before me, tucked my g-string to the side and began nibbling on my pussy and clit. His tongue sent shocks running through my body; I clutched my breasts with one hand and bit down on my lips to control my moans.

He went on sucking and licking me for what felt like a long time and I probably was on the edge of cumming had he not decided to stop then. He slipped out of his jacket while I sat forward and help undo his pants. When he was ready, he stroked his cock and beat it against the top of my pussy before slowly thrusting it into my love hole.

I sucked in air and my legs immediately began to quiver as he pushed his almighty tool inside me some more. I grabbed hold of him, crying "Ahhh! Ahhh! Ahhh ... my God!" and right there and then I had my first orgasm for the day. Each time he withdrew, his cock came out glistening with my pussy juice. Gently he worked his tool in and out of me in a slow rhythm, fucking me the way I'd never been fucked before.

"Yeah," he groaned at me. "Your pussy's so tight."

"All because of you, sir," I gasped.

My hands were wrapped around his neck for support. If not for them, I'd probably have collapsed right there on his desk. I raised my ass up from his desk and I wrapped my ankles around his waist as he held me in the air and went on fucking me. His cock felt so good inside of me, it was like manner from Heaven.

"Oh ... Ohhh ... Ohh God!" I cried out and it wasn't long that I felt my body tremble all over as I felt myself cum again. All this while my boss hadn't relented. He went on banging his cock into me; I could almost feel the head of his black dick touching the walls of my heart. It was so fulfilling, I wished we could quit work for the day head off someplace to continue.

"Yeah, you like that don't you?"

I could only mutter a yes.

"I'd like your boss to be fucking you like this from now on, don't you?"

"Ahh yes! Yes ... all the time!"

He gave me one final thrust of his cock which went all the way in I had to cry out before he then dropped me on the feet. I had to hold unto him to steady my feet if not I'd have slipped and fallen.

It was at that moment that we heard a knock on his door. Both our eyes fell open with alarm.

He called out: "Who is it?"

A female voice answered: "Em ... I'm Kimberly Dorset, here for an interview."

Oh shit, I thought to myself. I'd forgotten about the lady whom he'd been expecting. I picked up my clothes and he too quickly wore on his shirt, though he didn't bother dressing up completely; I picked up his jacket and came and draped it over the back of his seat.

"Just give me a minute," he said to whoever was behind the door while he motioned for me to hide under his desk, which I did. He wiped sweat off his face, tried looking his professional self before calling out for the lady to come in. I heard the door come open and closed back, followed by approaching footsteps. I looked up and noticed my boss hadn't bothered buttoning back his pants; his cock was still standing like a tent pole from inside his boxers. I was still overwhelmed with excitement as once again I pulled out his cock and went ahead sucking it just as the lady took the chair I'd formerly occupied a couple of minutes ago.

I heard the woman say: "I've been sitting outside for a while but when your secretary didn't show up, I thought it better if I knocked."

"It's alright," my boss muttered with an edge in his voice. I assumed my sucking was getting him excited once more, though he didn't want his visitor to know, and I personally didn't really. All I thought about was continuing from where we left off. I was so horny for his cock and nothing was going to prevent me from getting more of it.

My boss said: "So, Miss Kimberly, you said you'd like to work here. Tell me, are you good at working till late night hours and are you excellent at taking in dick-tation?"

"Well, yes sir, if you've read through my resume, you'll find that --"

"I'm not talking about what's in the resume," my boss interjected with a groan. His hand patted my head as my mouth went on working on him. "What I said was that are you any good at doing DICK-tation. That's D-I-C-K, if you still don't understand what I mean."

"Could you please be specific, sir?"

"Come on over here and let me show you," he said.

I heard her push her chair backwards and go up. My boss pushed his chair further back, exposing me from my hiding corner. I looked up briefly and there was the lady whom he'd been expecting staring down at me with a look of surprise on her face; I went on applying my mouth and all my effort to polishing my boss's cock, unmindful of the woman's gaze.

The woman turned to my boss and said with surprise in her voice: "Excuse me sir, but there's a lady down there that's sucking your dick."

My boss grinned at her. "Now you're getting the picture, Miss Kimberly. Now how about you get on down and show me exactly how good you are with that mouth of yours. This here is my secretary Alicia, and I know she too wouldn't mind sharing. Or would you, Alicia?"

I paused in my sucking to answer: "No sir, I most definitely wouldn't mind," and then resumed my sucking.

"There, you see Miss Kimberly. Well, are you up for some big black cock or not?"

Out of the periphery of my eye I noticed her smile. "Well ... now that you've mentioned it, I can sure do with some cock. But will be getting the job after this?"

"That depends on just how good you are. But first, you'd better go back and make sure that door of mine is locked. Wouldn't want to have any distractions now would we?"

Kimberly disappeared from sight, no doubt heading off to lock the door.

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