Lou Meets His Boss Ch. 02

Carrying on from chapter 1, where John had discreetly fingered Lou to orgasm just yards from her loving boyfriend...

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John removed his hand and let it rest on her hip once more, whispering into her ear as Sarah was finishing up her account...

'You know, we're almost in that reverse cowgirl position you're so fond of.'

She giggled in response, and wiggled her bum into him a little more, teasing him some...

'Wouldn't you like to know?'

'I'd say that was a foregone conclusion,' John replied, bouncing her up and down on his knee a couple of times.

Matt was keeping a watchful eye on them, and things were getting too comfortable for his liking. He was oblivious to the fact that John had just made Lou come, but to him it appeared as though she was getting into the harmless flirting thing a little bit too far. He strove for a way to break it up without upsetting either one of them. Alas, nothing came to him.

Lou was feeling really rather drunk now. Her head was partly spinning because of this, and partly with the lust she was feeling for John. She knew her restraint was weakening, that her inhibitions were getting lower by the second. The cock beneath her was full grown now, and she wanted it. Badly. She pushed her bum back into John's crotch once more. Only this time, it wasn't so well hidden, and as she looked around, her lust filled eyes met Matt's. She should have been sorry. Some small part of her was, but that part was current being drowned out by the part that was aching to feel John inside her.

The eyes of the group were on her now, and as she looked directly at Matt still, she half closed her eyes, bit her lip, and rocked back into John once more. Her dress had ridden up by this point, and her blue thong was there for all to see.

Matt was furious, he watched on, helpless. He locked stares with John, who offered no apologies, but simply, rested his hands on Lou's hips and aided her, until she was slowly, drunkenly gyrating into him. He knew he should stop this; he felt like walking over there and punching his boss square between the eyes, but he didn't. He froze. Even as Lou spun to straddle John's lap, his hands going under her dress to expose her bum to the group, and she locked lips with him.

At that point, John stood and said his goodnights, taking Lou by the hand and leading her away to the pool house. Matt sat there, aghast, pleading...

'Lou, no. Not that, you can't.'

'We'll talk later,' she slurred back at him, before tottering away with his boss.

The party had died down somewhat by now, and there was an awkward silence in the group. Clearly nobody knew what to say to Matt, so almost as one, they upped and left, leaving him sat there by himself to reflect on what had just happened.

John pulled Lou into the pool house, then turned and pushed her up against the door, kissing her hard, letting his hands roam all over her body. As she smiled up at him, he growled...

'I've had my eye on you all night.'

'I noticed,' she replied coyly.

'Well you didn't seem to mind.'

'What is there to mind? Getting that sort of attention from a hot, successful older guy. Every girl's dream.'

'So those flashes of the knickers, they weren't an accident huh?'

'That sort of thing is never an accident,' she grinned.

'Does Matt have any idea you're this filthy?'

'It's there for him if he wants it, he's just never reached out and grabbed it.'

'Like this?' he said, reaching down between her thighs and cupping her pussy tightly in his strong hand. She squealed, arching her back against the door and moaning...

'Exactly like that.'

His fingers expertly worked her once again, two of them pushing up into her moist cavern, before being pushed into her mouth, before she willingly sucked her own juices from them. She then dropped to her knees, smiling up at him, and undid his trousers. She knew it was going to be big, but as it sprung from his boxers, a full 9 inches, she couldn't help but say...

'Oh my god!'

Covering her mouth with her hand, with a bit of an excited giggle escaping.

'I get that a lot,' John said, smiling down at her.

Seconds later she was running her tongue along his shaft. So long, thick and smooth. She loved the way his head tasted on her lips. She struggled to fit it into her mouth, but she eventually managed, and started to suck his first few inches. Never had she gotten so much pleasure out of giving a blowjob. His moans told her he was enjoying himself, as his shaft became slick with her spit. The thickness meaning that some drops were falling down onto her chest, trickling between her boobs. She wanted to make him come. She wanted to please him so much. She sucked harder, until at last he pulled out her mouth, both of them gasping for air.

He picked her up and carried her to a nearby sofa, where he set her down, straddling him once more. Once there, he pulled the straps of her dress from her shoulders, her 34b boobs spilling out for him to suck and kiss, roughly. 'This is how sex should always be,' she thought to herself. She stood, and pulled the thong from her waist, downwards, feeling it stick to her pussy before coming free. She stepped out of it, and back onto John's lap.

She could feel the head of his cock rubbing around her clit as they kissed. A brief thought entered her head. She still made Matt use condoms when they had sex, maybe she should.... But she was already reaching down and guiding John's amazing, bare shaft into her wet hole.

Her mouth opened in a silent scream as she felt every muscle in her pussy resist his thickness. This was so much more than she was used to. Gradually they relaxed, and he was able to slide ever more of his dick into her, exploring parts of her pussy that had never been touched. She met his eyes as he filled her completely. He gave her a knowing smile. She returned it, as she slowly began to rock on his dick.

She felt so lucky to be here, now, fucking him. Almost like it was a privilege. How had he managed to have such an effect on her? She had no idea, but this was already the best sex of her life, as she increased the speed of her gyrating. His strong hands grasped her bum hard, squeezing and pulling apart her bum cheeks.

It came from nowhere, but suddenly she was coming, and moaning. Loudly...

'Fuck.... Fuck... Oh my GOD! FUCK!'

And she was riding him for all she was worth, her tits bouncing up and down as she came all over his fantastic dick, her nails cutting trenches in his back as she held on for dear life.

Out in the garden, Matt could hear his girlfriend's screams as he sat alone, unable to rouse himself to move. He'd never know her to do that before. God knows what John was doing to her in there, but she was clearly enjoying it. He was full of hate. Hate for her, for his boss, but mostly, hate for himself. He could have stopped it, yet he had realised something. He hadn't wanted to, not deep down. It had only dawned on him as he gripped the stark reality of the situation. His girlfriend was fucking his boss. He repeated it over in his head, and he was shocked to find himself becoming erect. He... he liked it! He liked it and he hated himself for it.

In the pool house, Lou had assumed the reverse cowgirl position, and was riding John furiously. He sat there, watching his cock repeatedly disappear into this stunning girl that was half his age. He sucked his finger, and nonchalantly rubbed the wet tip around her exposed asshole. She answered with a moan and a look over her shoulder...

'Do it,' she begged. So he obliged, slowly slipping his digit into her tight bum. This triggered off another orgasm. He felt his own balls tighten as her pussy gripped his dick. He held on tight and groaned loudly, emptying himself into her as she milked every last drop from him. She then collapsed backwards onto his chest, catching her breath as she reflected on the fucking she just received.

He lifted her small frame off him, and re-dressed himself...

'I need to say goodbye to a few people. Meet me in my room shortly, and we'll go again.'

Her face lit up as he strode out, watching her straighten her dress. She was his, for as long as he wanted her.

Matt saw John walk out from the pool house. He put his head down and ignored him. Minutes later, the door opened again, and Lou stumbled out, her blonde hair in disarray. She spotted him and walked over, sitting opposite him...

'Hey,' she said.

'Hey.'

'Thought you'd be gone.'

'What can I say? I couldn't tear myself away!' he said bitterly.

'I.... I don't know what happened...I just...'

'Just decided to act like a total slut,' he said interrupting.

'He just has this way...' she said. Her pussy was still tingling.

'I noticed.'

'What's that supposed to mean?'

'I heard you in there.'

'You were listening?' she said, frowning.

He leaned back in his chair, and looked away. It was then that she noticed the bulge in his trousers.

'Matt... why... why are you....' She said, looking down at his crotch.

'I dunno, it just happened.' he said through gritted teeth.

'Don't you think that's a bit... strange?'

'What, that you fucking my boss like a whore turns me on? Yeah, it's a little weird!'

'Well, it's ok. I guess. Some people like that sort of thing, I heard.'

'Yeah well I'm not one of those people. I'm not some sort of psycho that's into swinging and all that shit,' he said angrily.

'How do you know?' she asked, head tilted to one side.

'I just do.'

'So if I told you I just came three times and he has an amazing cock, you'd not be bothered?' she asked.

The look on his face gave him away. He shook his head, but he was a terrible liar. She liked this game, so she asked him...

'What if I showed you what he did?'

With that she leaned back in her chair and opened her legs, showing him the stream of thick cum leaking from her pussy, with a long trail half way down the inside of her thigh. He looked for all of two seconds, before he lifted her from her chair and he was on top of her on the grass. She felt his cock push up into her already used pussy and he was fucking her furiously. She put a hand on his chest...

'Babe, hang on, stop... This, isn't really doing anything for me. I'm a bit... stretched right now. Maybe give me a lick,' she said with a devil of a smile.

He was as eager as she'd ever seen him, and she smiled up into the night sky as she felt him lick the excess semen off the inside of her thigh before burying his face in her pussy. He went for a few minutes. She didn't come for him, but it was still the best sexual moment she'd had with him. Finally clean, she stood, and told him...

'I have to go. John wants me for the night. I'll see you in the morning.'

She leaned into him and kissed him...

'And I'll tell you all about it.'