My New Boss Ch. 15

I clicked the lid back onto my lipstick as the cab reached our building. I handed the driver cash and thanked him for getting me around town safely all morning. He just smiled and nodded as I got out of the cab, grabbing my bag and my purse. I pulled out my phone as I walked into the building. 8:22am. Not bad, considering everything I'd already accomplished for the day.

I managed to catch the elevator and stepped inside, only to see Dayna and Darrin on their way up. I crossed my arms in front of me, hoping to prevent them from realizing that I was, yet again, braless at work. Thankfully, I had chosen a black top that helped conceal my nipples, which often stood to attention, even without stimulation.

"Oh, hey Brooke! I figured you'd already be upstairs." said Dayna.

I held up my gym bag. "I got held up at the gym. Besides, I'm pretty caught up for the week and Paul doesn't arrive until 9am anyway." I explained with a shrug. "Morning, Darrin." I smiled over my shoulder at him. His eyes darted from my chest to my eyes. I caught him checking me out.

"Morning, Brooke." he smiled.

We all stepped off the elevator and walked to our desks. I sat my bag down on the floor and fired up my laptop. I stood next to my desk, shuffling through papers. I realized that I had a stack of mail to send to Mr. Howard today, so I decided to run it down to the front desk in order for it to be picked up early.

I stepped off of the elevator and walked towards the front desk in the lobby. I handed the receptionist the mail and postage and thanked her. I walked back to the elevator and waited for it to descend to the lobby again.

The building didn't start getting really busy until 9am. A woman that I didn't know stood next to me and waited while she scrolled through her phone. I felt someone step up beside me and join us while we waited. I glanced over and saw Paul. I looked at him quizzically.

"You're early, Mr. Taylor." I observed.

"Yeah, I was thinking about leaving early tonight. Figured I'd get an early start to make up for it."

I nodded. The woman next to us made no acknowledgment that we were even there. The elevator bell sounded and the heavy doors hissed as they opened.

The woman pressed the button for her floor and Paul pressed the button for ours. She stood in front of us, completely absorbed in her phone. Paul reached over, hooked a finger into the top of my shirt and pulled it away from my skin. My eyes went from the back of her head to Paul's eyes as he realized that I wasn't wearing a bra after all. He nodded and let it go. He leaned against the wall as the elevator slowly glided to a stop and the woman stepped off.

No one else climbed on. We were alone with only 5 floors to go.

Before the doors even closed, Paul looked at me.

"No bra. Good girl. Now...lift your skirt."

The doors closed and I quickly wiggled my hips and lifted my red skirt up so he could see my bare, pink pussy. I cocked my head to the side and smiled at him. He ran a finger against my naked slit and I shivered. We were at our floor, so I quickly smoothed my skirt back into place.

"You follow directions well, baby. I hope you're ready for a fun day." he kissed me on the cheek just as the doors began to open.

My heart was pounding from excitement. Just being near him caused my hormones to start pumping wildly.

He stopped by a group of graphic designers in front of his office and started talking while I went to the break room to get his coffee. I had no idea what he had planned but he seemed confident that we would both enjoy it.

I grabbed a blueberry muffin and his coffee and walked back to his office. As I walked towards the group of men, they stopped talking. I furrowed my brows out of curiosity and walked around them into Paul's office.

"Ok guys...sounds good. Go ahead with that and I'll let you know about Alaskan Cruise." Paul joined me in his office as I powered up his devices.

"Ok. What was that all about? Why did everyone stop talking?" I asked.

Paul just grinned. "One of them started talking about how great your tits looked in that shirt. Guys notice that kind of thing."

"Oh..." I blushed.

"Please don't be embarrassed, baby. Everyone agreed that you're beautiful. They were talking about how lucky whoever the guy that gets to fuck you is. I took everything I had not to start bragging that I'd fucked you three times in the last 24 hours." He walked behind his desk, laying his jacket across his chair. "Speaking of...holy hell, Brooke. Your ass in those shorts this morning? Were you trying to kill me?" he laughed.

I laughed. "Oh, you liked them?" I replied playfully.

"Liked? Hell... if you're embarrassed just hearing that a few guys around the office think you're hot, I won't even begin to tell you what they were saying about you at the gym this morning." he shook his head.

I held up my hands. "I don't even want to know."

Paul placed his hand on the small of my back as he sat down in his chair. I stepped out from behind his desk. I didn't know how much physical contact I could take at the moment. I needed to pace myself, as long as he would let me.

"Oh, before I forget, you mentioned that you were leaving early tonight? Don't forget that you need to get in contact with HR and sign some more paperwork. I believe it's insurance stuff. Also, would you like me to send anything to Bob at Alaskan Cruise? You know, as a 'thank you' for choosing our company to overhaul his site?"

"Yeah. They really enjoyed that wine at dinner. Why don't you send him a bottle of that with a card." he laughed. "And I'll make sure to get up to HR as soon as possible. Thanks for reminding me." he smiled.

I nodded. "Anything else, Sir?"

"Flash me your tits."

I glanced over my shoulder. No one was around. I sighed, reached up and pulled down my shirt, quickly exposing my breasts. I smiled then covered them back up, shaking my head.

"Anything else, business-related, Sir?" I laughed.

"Not at the moment. Thank you, Miss Kelley."

I walked out of his office and back to my desk. I got online and ordered the wine and sent it with a card to Mr. Maxwell.

'Cheers to prosperous new business adventure. Thank you for choosing to work with us. -Paul Taylor'

I smiled and clicked send. The package would soon be on it's way to Bob's office.

With that task out of the way, I started lining up a tentative schedule of Paul's next week. He only had one dinner meeting so far, but he also promised to have a phone conference with Bob on Monday. As I penciled in his week, my phone buzzed.

Paul Taylor: Spread your legs and send me a picture of your pussy.

Brooke Kelley: You just saw it in the elevator.

Paul Taylor: I want more. Don't argue.

I sighed and looked around. Everyone was occupied. The only person walking around was a photo editor, and he was walking into Paul's office with a stack of papers. I opened the camera on my phone and dropped it down between my legs. I spread my knees wide and snapped a quick picture. I glanced at it. I didn't exactly see the beauty that Paul saw, but I guess I could see the appeal. Bald, soft, pink lips that were glistening from a morning full of stimulation and arousal, a tight slit...I could see why he enjoyed it.

I clicked send.

A few seconds later I got a reply.

Paul Taylor: Come to my office.

I looked into his office. The young photo editor was still in there. I stood up, adjusted my red skirt and walked to his office. I knocked.

"You wanted to see me, Mr. Taylor?" I said quietly.

"Yeah, please come here, Miss Kelley." he motioned for me to join him behind his desk.

I walked towards him, staring at Jared, the photo editor. I smiled meekly at him. He nodded and I saw his eyes drift to my wobbling chest. I groaned inwardly. Paul had to be loving every second of this.

"Sorry, Jared. Just a second." Paul showed me his phone screen. He had zoomed in to the picture I'd just sent him. My eyes shot up to Jared, who was now looking through the papers that he brought with him. I looked back at Paul nervously. He didn't flinch.

"This," he zoomed in further. "This is perfect. I want more of this before lunch." he directed.

Jared had absolutely no idea that our boss was actually demanding that I send him more nude photos of myself this morning. I swallowed hard and nodded.

"Yes, Sir. Anything else?" I asked professionally.

"No. That's all. Thank you." he smiled as I walked back to the door.

"Ok Jared....now, where were we?" I heard him continue.

I walked to my desk and grabbed my phone. I walked to the bathroom.

It was quiet when I entered. My heels clicked on the tile floor as I walked to the stall furthest from the door. I locked myself inside. I closed the toilet seat lid and peeled my shirt off my head. I hung it gently on the hook on the back of the door. The cool air hit my breasts and my skin instantly tightened. My responsive nipples stiffened into hard points at the ends of my heavy tits. I ran my hand across them as I opened the camera app on my phone.

I quickly snapped a few pictures of my breasts. One from underneath, one from above and one of me pinching my nipple tightly. I slowly pulled my skirt up to my hips and took a picture from below. Then, I took one of me massaging my clit, then a final picture of me spreading my, now wet, pussy lips apart.

I closed my eyes in disbelief. I would never understand how Paul was able to make me do these things.

I placed my phone on the back of the toilet and rolled my skirt down. As I went to put on my shirt, I heard the bathroom door open. I recognized Theresa's voice immediately. She was with someone else. I grabbed my shirt and flung it over my head rapidly. I adjusted my hair and my clothes and flushed the toilet. I unlocked the door and walked out. Sure enough, there was Theresa and another employee, Jill.

"Hey guys.." I smiled as I walked to the sink to wash my hands.

"Morning, Brooke. You look...nice." said Theresa.

I smiled at her reflection as I washed my hands. "Thank you." I replied, trying to ignore the obvious tone in her voice. She realized that I was dressed a little sexier than normal, though I wasn't sure if she could tell that I was braless.

"So, how is the dreamy Paul Taylor?" she smiled.

"He's well. I think his first week was very successful." I nodded.

"Seems like it. We're busier than ever!" she agreed.

As we spoke, I didn't realize that Jill had walked into the stall that I'd just exited.

"Hey...someone left their phone in here!" she announced.

My heart sank. I forgot my phone and I hadn't closed out my camera app. If she opened it, she'd immediately see that I'd taken naked pictures of myself.

"Oh..." I started.

"Open it! See who it belongs to!" Theresa interrupted.

"No...no need. It's mine! I just left it in there." I reached my hand over the door. "Thanks, Jill!" I said nervously as she handed it to me.

"We can't go anywhere without those damn things, can we?" Theresa laughed as she walked into a stall.

"You can say that again." I laughed as I dried my hands. "Bye girls."

"Bye!" They chimed in unison.

I sighed heavily as I walked back to my desk. That could have been a disaster. I sat down in my chair, sent the pictures to Paul and immediately deleted them. Brooke Kelley: Close call in the bathroom.

Paul Taylor: Damn. Brooke....these are incredible.

Brooke Kelley: Glad you like them.

Paul Taylor: Want to join me for lunch in a little bit? I have something I want to talk to you about.

Brooke Kelley: Sure. Let me just finish you schedule and some paperwork and I'll be ready.

Paul Taylor: Blackout tomorrow and Sunday, please.

Brooke Kelley: Consider it done.

I made sure that his Saturday and Sunday were empty on his schedule. He didn't really have anything important going on anyway. Before we could leave, I had some paperwork to finish and go through Paul's work emails. He needed to reply to a few of them, but most needed to be deleted.

I busied myself for quite sometime. I noticed that some people were leaving for lunch, so I glanced at the time. I pulled my purse out of my gym bag and tucked my phone inside. I walked to Paul's office and knocked on the door. He was on the phone. He reached into his pocket and grabbed his keys and tossed them to me. He held up his hand and motioned that he'd be no more than 5 minutes. I grinned and walked to the elevator.

I rode down to the lobby by myself and walked to the dim parking garage. A few people were getting into their cars as well, but I didn't notice anyone from our office. I walked quickly to Paul's car, unlocking it with the fob and slid, unnoticed, into the passenger seat. I looked around the quiet car.

Like most men I knew, Paul kept his car spotless. The leather was pristine and shiny. Everything was warm and smelled like him. I inhaled deeply. It was obvious that this man loved his car. It gave me an idea.

He loved naked pictures. He loved his car. I decided to combine the two.

I looked out his window at the garage entrance door as I pulled out my phone. He wasn't there yet. I rolled my shirt up, jerked my skirt up and snapped a picture of myself, spread out in his fancy car. I giggled as I sent it.

As I was making myself decent again, I heard the large garage door open and close. I looked out the window and saw Paul pull his phone out of his pocket as he walked to the car. He smiled broadly. I knew that he was looking at my picture. He opened the door and slid in beside me effortlessly. He slammed the door.

Before I even realized what was happening, Paul had leaned over into my seat and was shoving his tongue down my throat. To steady him, I placed my hand against his heavy chest. I returned his kiss with force. He groaned as he pulled his lips off of mine.

"God, I just want to fuck you all the time, Brooke." He shook his head as I handed him his keys.

"That's all I want, too, Sir." I said as I touched my swollen lips.

"I have an idea." he said as he threw his car into gear. Rather than exiting the parking garage, he started to spiral up, level by level.

"What are you doing?" I asked.

"I told you. I have an idea." he grinned at me mischievously. "You know, I didn't really have any specific plans for you today. Like, when I told you not to wear underwear. I was just hoping to catch glimpses of you throughout the day. You've gone way beyond my expectations, baby. As usual." He laughed as he pulled to the top of the garage.

I looked around as he drove slowly across the top lot. It was empty, other than a couple of lonely repair vans parked at the far end. It was obvious that the top lot was rarely, if ever, used.

I glanced at Paul. He grinned.

"Good. This is what I was hoping for." he bit his lip as he backed his sleek car in between two tall, white vans. He threw the car into park and shut it off. I looked around. It was completely empty. There was a decent view of the city from up here, but no one would ever know what we were up to. I looked back at Paul. There was nothing to say.

I crawled over the console and onto his lap. I felt him shift his seat back a little so we had more space. He groaned as his hands found my ass. I leaned forward over his shoulder so he could lift my skirt. As soon as my bare ass was exposed, Paul spanked it hard. It made me lurch forward. He slapped it again, even harder. I moaned. His hand started massaging my pussy from behind. My wetness instantly coated his fingers. He groaned and dropped his hands down to his zipper. I braced my hands on his shoulders and felt his thick member press into my slit. I sat back and stared deep into his eyes as I lowered myself down onto his waiting cock.

We both groaned loudly as I pushed down onto him. I kept one hand on his shoulder and steadied the other hand against the door as I started to rise and fall on his hardness. His hands cupped my ass as he helped me bounce. He leaned forward and grabbed my shirt with his teeth and worked it up my body as best he could. I reached over and pulled it up over my naked tits. They bounced uncontrollably in front of his face. He tried to catch my nipples in his mouth occasionally, but mostly, he just let his head relax back and enjoy the view.

After a morning full of temptation on both of our parts, orgasm wasn't far away for either of us. I bounced enthusiastically on his cock as we both panted our way towards climax. I felt his fingers dig into my skin. His jaw tensed. I leaned forward and kissed him frantically. I cried out as my orgasm consumed me. He swallowed my moans and released his own into me as his cum jetted from his dick.

I pressed my forehead against his. We were out of breath. I lifted up and off of his slippery cock. I fell back into my seat. We both leaned our heads back against the headrests.

I rolled my head lazily towards him. He was already staring at me. We leaned in close and kissed tenderly, a stark contrast considering how we'd just fucked so roughly. He sat back and pulled a stray piece of hair from my eyes.

"Let's go get some lunch, baby." he smiled.

I nodded. We adjusted ourselves as best we could. We'd have to clean up once we got somewhere. As Paul descended the parking garage, he reached over and grabbed my hand. He pulled it to his lips and kissed my knuckles. I looked at him. The fluorescent orange lights of the garage danced across his face. I smiled as we pulled out into the bright Seattle sunshine. I rolled down my window and inhaled deeply.

I was sure that I'd never been so happy.