Date: Sun, 6 Sep 2009 23:25:56 +0000
From: emma smith <crazeems@hotmail.co.uk>
Subject: Another story - 'Katie and the Boss'.

This one is by very special request for Katie, not something that I do for
just anyone -- and it is down to the quality of sexy pictures she sent
me...

My name is Katie

I looked at the clock, it was twenty five minutes to eight.  Too late to go
home but to early to go where I was headed.  I was sat at my desk proudly
looking at the 120 page report I'd just finished attached to the email that
would whiz across the ocean to our head office in the states.

I clicked `send' and away it went; a whole month's work short of one day,
and I was going to take that one day off.  Knowing I'd be finishing the job
that night and not coming in on the next day, a Friday thank god, I had
contacted a whole group of mates and suggest an almighty piss-up, but
they'd all had to work the next day,

"Friday will be great Katie, can't do Thursday..." had been the reply from
about 9 of the ten I'd emailed.  So, I'd decided if no one else could start
their weekend early then I would leave for the coast and swim, surf and
suntan on my own.  The hotel was only an hour away and could book in when I
liked.  The summer heat was still oppressive and the frickin' air con in my
car had gone down.  The report had meant that I couldn't get to the garage
and have it repaired.  The nights were much cooler and I had decided to
make use of our buildings' air con and leave late and drive to the coast in
the late evening cool.  My weekender was in the boot and packed with
bikinis and swimsuits, and cool floaty dresses and all I needed to do was
have a coffee, a shower in the office facility, change into my jeans and
spaghetti top and grab a burger from the late McD's drive through and I
would be on the highway for ten, booking into my hotel for half eleven,
midnight if I chose to go with the top down and cruise.



I looked at the clock, shit, still an hour to go before I even had to think
about getting ready.  The gym across the street would be full of sweaty
business men, gruesome sweaty jocks or old ladies trying to pick them up.
The thought of it turned my stomach.  I walked to the water cooler and
filled my glass drinking two long glasses of water while checking out my
reflection in the window against the darkening street outside, lookin'
good...

I smoothed down my blouse to emphasise my 34 C's against the white of my
thin cotton blouse and they did look good!

I walked back to my desk and sat down with my glass, feeling good about
myself again.  The faintest twinge in my pussy started to become a faint
throb around the area of my clit and it deserved some attention.  After all
I had been working all hours and only eating and sleeping in between -- my
poor puss had never known such a barren period since I had discovered the
delights of masturbation and then sex all those years ago.  I hadn't so
much as looked at my trusty rabbit vibe since before my last period, and I
hoped the batteries hadn't gone bad in the thing.

Absentmindedly I stroked my boobs again feeling the dull ache that was
telling me my nipples were rock hard; my hand snuck down to my thighs
almost without me thinking about it...

I jumped up as the realisation hit me, I was in my frickin' office for
heaven's sake, I couldn't start to masturbate here... or could I.

I stood and slowly walked around the office, I knew most people had gone as
they had all wished me a good night and a good weekend.  I checked the
clerks' bay and they had all gone, as had the other two teams we shared a
floor with.  We were the top floor and I knew from other really late nights
that the security guards would only check the floor once I had keyed out at
the lift and the floor was technically empty.  Randall, the retired
soldier, who was security for our building this week knew that I was
putting the hours in and would not leave his post at the front door and
come up so I was safe from that aspect too.  My desk looked out over the
roofs of the other buildings so I knew I wouldn't be seen from that aspect.

I checked all of the manager's offices and the doors were securely locked,
against our unauthorised entry I supposed, so I headed back to my desk, my
laptop and my secret stash that no one else knew existed.

My laptop case had a secret compartment in it big enough to hide memory
sticks, CD's or a small paper file, but tonight it held just my collection
of naughty DVDs that I would use whenever I needed arousal.

They were all lesbian and bi, all featured one woman being seduced by
another, another woman in authority, something I'd always found to be very
alluring.

I opened the CD drive on my laptop and took out the disc that held my
precious file and clipped it into a protective case, noticing for the first
time that my hands were shaking just a little.

I took out the first naughty DVD and quickly clicked it into place sliding
the drive shut.  The machine whirred for a few moments while it decided
just what this new disc was.  I sipped my water trying to be calmer than my
libido wanted me to be.

The titles came up and played with that awful frickin' music that porn just
always seems to have, and I clicked on the advance button three times to my
favourite part of the movie.  Had I been at home and in the mood I would
have slowly settled down with a glass of something more interesting than
water and watched the whole story.  No need for that tonight, I was in the
mood already, boooooooooy was I in the mood,

The story featured two middle aged women who by this stage of the film were
in various states of undress pleasuring each other. One was a busty blonde
wearing a black nightie (her straps falling down her arms) straddled by a
taller, slimmer but still very hot brunette pinning her arms down.

The brunette is clearly in control as she worked her way down the blonde's
body, removing her string underwear, kissing across her breasts, belly and
vulva before finally burying her face in between her legs.

The blonde moaned out loud, with a sound half way between objection and
pure pleasure, as she was licked, sucked and nibbled before the obviously
expert brunette settled her tongue and lips at the crown of her lover's
vagina, settling down to work on the hard shiny nub of clit so beautifully
exposed, erect for the camera.  The little jolts the submissive actress
gave telling the viewing public, the viewing public with a pussy that is,
that she wasn't just acting.

As for me, the scene had done the trick straight away and I was lying back
in my seat, my hands working inside my blouse, my top three buttons undone
to allow my squeezing, searching hand access to my beautiful breasts.  I
pinched both nipples in turn, thinking back to the two sprung clothes pegs
in my knicker drawer that had resided there ever since I'd seen a beautiful
S&M cyber-starlet pinch hers in exactly the same way with exactly the same
type of clothes pegs.

I had started to moan, hiking my skirt up around my waist, my left had was
still mauling my tits while my strong well practiced right went to work
below the waist.  My fingers slid inside my white string panties, peeling
away at my folds as I'd seen the domina brunette do some moments before.
My clit was rock hard now as the arousal filled my entire body.

"Ooooooh, mmmm, oh," I heard my moans as if from a distance as I watched my
naughty video.  I was soooooooo close now.

Suddenly I felt a tap on my shoulder.

"My-my, Katie, Katie, Katie.  What are you doing?"

I looked around and up only to see my boss, and from the look in her face
she knew full well what the answer was.

Shit.

"Danni, I..." I blurted out in panic as tried to stop the video and cover
myself at the same time but totally failed to do either.

Danni leant forward resting her forearms on the back of my high backed
leather office chair titling me back up to stare into her face and giving
her and even better view straight down my semi naked body at my bare
breasts, disarrayed clothes and the my bare puss and panties stretched
across the top of my thighs pinning my legs together.

"Oh, don't stop Katie," she said lazily, "not if you want to keep your job
that is.  I was quite enjoying that."  Her left hand crept up and she
rested her chin on it, and I saw her very cute smile cut from one side of
her face to the other.

I gulped, Danni had a rep as a bit of a hard arse, although I had to admit
hard or not, it was a very fine arse indeed and right then I couldn't think
what to do.

Danni leaned forward over me, sliding her finger across the mouse pad on
the laptop so the DVD controls came back up and she pressed `play' and the
movie recommenced from the point when I'd been disturbed.

Her head was almost next to mine and the hand working the computer slid
back to rest on the arm of the chair perilously close to my fingers, still
wet with my own pussy juice.

"There," she said, as the two women got back on with it on the small
screen, "that's better now, Oh is that dark haired girl horny." She cooed
and closed her eyes.  I heard her take a deep breathe through her nose, and
she whispered in my ear as she exhaled, "There is nothing quite so sexy as
the smell of a young woman's pussy juice."

Her hand took mine gently by the wrist and raised it to her face until it
touched her nose.  "Hmm; Katie you do smell good," a long wet tongue shot
along the side of my forefinger and middle finger before she slide them
both into her mouth for a long suck, "shit girl, you taste even better."

She let go of my hand and nuzzled her face into my neck and into my dark
brown hair draping lightly over my shoulders, while the spare hand had slid
off of the chair was before I knew it was squeezing my ample tits pinching
towards the rock hard nipple pointing so insolently.  She squeezed it
really hard and I gasped.

"So, just as I thought, my dirty little Katie likes it a bit rough does
she?"  I gasped, Christ but this woman had seen straight through me, "DOES
SHE!?!" she said louder pinching my nipple and squeezing my boob with it.

"Yes Danni," I gasped.

"Mam," she hissed into my ear.

"Yes Mam," I cooed.

"Good girl," she gave up my still tingling boob to gently stroke a hand
through my hair.

Next thing I knew my chair had been spun around so I was facing her and she
was leaning over me taking in the full view.

"Strip for me," she said.  I made to undo my blouse, "And your reply is?"

"Yes Mam!" I said,

"Stand up, I want to see all of you," I leapt to my feet, my red string
panties falling slowly from my knees to the floor, "Slow down Katie, I
don't want to miss anything," she purred brushing her short brown hair back
behind her ear and sitting in my chair, slowly crossing her legs.

I pulled my skirt down from around my waist and unzipped it.  It fell to
the floor with just a push from me.  It took a second or so for the last
remaining buttons on my blouse to undo before I shrugged that off of my
shoulders to hit the floor behind me.  Lastly I was reaching behind me to
undo the clip of my white lacy bra and soon that fell to floor, for me to
push to one side with my foot.

"Very pretty Katie, do you know I hadn't quite realised what a beauty you
really are, hands behind your back please Missy."

I did as ordered.  Any fear I may have had about the situation just
disappeared as soon as I saw the lecherously look in her eye, not one that
I was a stranger too, only this was the first time I'd had one from another
girl.

"Come here Katie and sit on my lap," she held her arms up to indicate where
I should sit.

I sat, my bottom settling nicely on her lap, and I held my arms demurely in
front of me.

"Now let me see, what I have to play with," she said, and gently ran her
soft white hand down my chest and onto my tummy, while her left hand wound
around my back and gently stroked down my spine making me tingle all over,
I smiled and wriggled a little.

"You need to sit still Katie," she said, "If I'm going to do nice things to
you, you really must sit still."  As she finished the last two words he
mouth opened and she licked each of my nipples in turn and I gasped, "Hmm,
Katie-Katie has sensitive nipples does she?"

"Yes Mam," I gasped as her mouth settled on my right nipple and she sucked
it deep into her mouth drawing its already erect fullness further from me.
I felt a sharp nip as she bit slightly on me, and I writhed, "Be still
Katie," she breathed, "don't make me punish you, sweet thing."

Her mouth closed on me again as she pulled me full onto to her and I put
both arms around her neck to allow her more space to work, and she took
full advantage.

Her right hand released my other boob, and sneaked down to my thighs
pushing them apart.  I readily relaxed and allowed her exploration, and was
rewarded with two strong fingers pushing down either side of my puss
stroking though the little pubic hair I had left there.  Her strong hand
cupped my entire pubic area and squeezed, and I cried out pulling her face
more urgently into my boob, for which I received another nip!

What must have been her middle finger slid through the outer lips of my
puss and slid up and down my slick wetness; I just could not figure how I
was supposed to sit still with all of this amazing teasing going on, then I
figured; perhaps I wasn't supposed to!

Her finger found the hard pearl of my clit first time, and my eyes shot
open as she began to strum me like some kind of musical instrument, and she
proved she was a virtuoso almost straight away.  She flicked and strummed
at me, pausing only for breath and to pull at my body to bring my other
breast into range of her expert, seeking mouth.  The other nipple tingled
in the coolness of the air and from the wicked tongue lashing it has just
gone through.

Within seconds of this I felt the slow build up in my loins that told me
this was going to be one motherfucker of an orgasm, and it hit me hard,
almost without warning and I felt myself go into one of those trembles that
you can't control, and I was left spent and gasping, yet still desperate
for more comes like that one.

"Why Katie!" snarled Danni, pushing me back slightly, "look at the stain on
my lovely skirt," it was true, there was a pussy shaped mark on her tan
coloured short skirt were I must have rubbed myself in the throes of
orgasm.  "Stand up this minute," she snapped and I did so, my head still
spinning slightly.  Next thing I knew, she was hurling my office chair to
one side and grabbing another from across the office, I noticed at once
that this one had no arms.

I knew just what I was in for, and it was a secret fantasy of mine.

She sat on the chair up, and pointed at the ground in front of her feet,

"There missy," she said sternly and I obeyed at once, feeling the tingle in
my tummy similar to the one in my pussy.  "You will learn to do what you
are told and not to be disobedient,"

"Yes Mam," I said, my hands clasped in front of my puss.

"Right Katie, I am going to spank you on your bare arse until I think you
have learned you lesson, is that clear?"

"Yes Mam, " I said hearing for the first time a slight tremble in my voice.

She reached out with her left hand and grabbed my left arm, swinging
slightly on the chair she pulled my down so I instinctively reached for her
thighs and lowered myself over her lap.  The same left hand reached across
me and clasped me around the waist holding me in place, while I supported
myself on my hands and toes both stretched out.

"Now Katie, you understand why I'm doing this?"

"Yes Mam," I said.

"Well?"

To teach me to be obedient Mam," I hissed with another tremble that went
all through me.

"Good girl," SMACK!  Her palm landed on my right buttock, and I cried out
with the shock and excitement of an erotic fantasy of mine that had been
with me since high school finally coming true.

The second blow landed on my left buttock and I had to reach down and hold
one of the chair feet for support.  SMACK! Right buttock again and I cried
out.  This was followed by a regular pattern of spanks all over my bottom
from high up the little crease were my thighs began.

"Aah... aah... ooh..." I felt it was time I played to my bit of the
fantasy, "Please," I gasped, desperately hoping she'd ignore me, "Please
Mam, ooh... be gentle, aah..it hurts so... aah,"

"It's meant to hurt Katie," she said, "otherwise I wouldn't be doing it
would I?"

"Aaah, No Mam, ooh." I gasped and she continued.

The tingle in my bottom and the feeling of being out of control was
building in my loins and my groans and moans became deeper,

"Are you about to come again, Katie?"

"Yes Mam," I gasped, "Please Mam,"

"OK, seeing as you've been good..." her spanks stopped and she gently
stroked my sore bottom, trailing her fingers slowly down over my puss that
must have been damp and gaping by now.

She kept her left hand holding me down while two fingers eased into my now
sopping and enlarged pussy.  The two fingers in me settled almost straight
away on the rough skin of my G-spot and she almost scrubbed at it, pumping
her fingers in and out of me at speed.  There was nothing I could do to
hold back the orgasm if I'd wanted, and her timing was perfect.  As the
contractions struck my belly and I began to writhe, a pussy-wet finger was
introduced into my anus, which up to that point had been totally forgotten.

"Ooh, fuck YEAH, I gasped as her index and middle fingers pumped into both
my holes at the same time, and I felt a slight gush of juice splash my leg,
and I guessed hers.  This was always a result of G-spot interference and I
was always ready for it.

"Ooh Katie," she purred, "look at the mess you've made.  I really must
clean you up."

She made me stand and as soon as I was upright I was pushed against my desk
until I was flat against is, the laptop, bag, and various other desk top
stuff pushed quickly to one side.

My boobs felt the cold of the Formica desk top and I reached forward to
grab the edge of the desk for security and also as something real within
this fantasy world I was living in.

My knees were spread slightly and my battered bottom smarted as the pinked
skin stretched a bit.  I raised my head and turned to see her on the chair
rolling forwards, hands raised to grab both cheeks of my arse.  What I
didn't expect was her mouth to settle on my freshly serviced puss and begin
to roughly tongue me all around the entrance and up to and around my anus.
I thanked heavens that I had scrubbed down there in the shower that
morning!

She had perfect access to all of me and soon one hand released my bum and I
felt a finger flicking at my clit again.  The hands, the lips, the wanking
all had me ready to go again, and I relaxed into the inevitable, glorious,
gut wrenching orgasm.

Danni was obviously not going to stop at just three comes and carried on
licking me, rimming me and occasionally pushing her long tongue as deep as
she could into my puss.

The orgasm was as strong as the first and I felt my knees weaken and I felt
myself slip slightly against the desk top.  Fortunately the tight hold to
the desk and reality kept me there.

She was finishing me off by lightly licking and kissing me all over my
bottom and across the tops of my thighs.

She slide the chair back,

"There Katie, you were very good."

"I can be even better Mam," I said slowly turning around and sliding to sit
on my desk.  I had to slide left to right a bit to find a spot that was
cool against the warmth Danni had put into my bottom a few moments before,
and I ground my wet puss into it, thinking of the fantastic marks I might
leave on the Formica.

"Really?" she said, "Explain,"

"Better if I show you Mam," I said crossing my long legs provocatively.
She leant back in the chair and spread her legs slightly.

"I need to know if you're any good," she said, "I mean, do you have any
experience?"

"Well," I said reaching up with my arms and pushing up my boobs, "two
adventures come to mind. one was with a businesswoman, she was a bit like
you," she had started to rub the front of her blouse.

"Really," she said, "do go on."

"Well Mam, we flirted at a bar and ended up in her hotel room where she
tied me up with her bathrobe and we fucked all night and drank champagne -
not all from a glass."

"From her pussy?"

"Yes Mam." She had raised the front of her skirt and was rubbing the front
of her black string panties.

"Tell me more," she gasped, starting to get into it.

Well, there was another occasion was with an ex-girlfriend in a cinema.  It
was late, the other patrons were up front and were in the back." I closed
my eyes at the wonderful memory, "she went down on me and gave me a very
powerful climax."

"And did you reciprocate?"

"Yes mam, I felt I had too."

"And did you make her come?" I opened my eyes and saw that she had her hand
down her panties and was masturbating.

"Let me show you..." I whispered and dropped to my knees in front of her.
Taking her calves in my hands, I pushed them further apart and tucking a
finger under the string I pulled it to one side, freeing a very swollen,
enlarged and most of all damp puss.  I licked from the crack of her bottom
up to the hood of her clit and she moaned.

"Keep going Katie," she burst out.

I needed no second telling and I pushed her legs higher so her knees where
at her boobs and attacked her pussy and anus at the same time -- licking
puss, rimming, pushing fingers in both holes simultaneously or one at a
time, until I felt her shudder to the first of three climaxes.  At each one
she shuddered, sighed and cried, out eventually as she was making her way
up to the fourth, she cried out, "No more!"

"Last one Mam," I said, and then with a hint of devilment added, "I
absolutely insist..."

She came powerfully, a pale yellow juice squirting at each contraction of
her come, I struggled with my licking to catch as much as I could in my
mouth.

I stood up and over her shaking, sweaty form and put my mouth to hers.  Her
lips parted to greet me, and I let some of her come juice drip into her own
mouth.

She grabbed my shoulders, pulling me down on top of her and we struggled
for balance as we each swapped the taste of the other.

I pushed myself up on her still upright knees and smiled down into her
glowing face.

"Why Katie," she puffed slowly lowering her thighs, "you MINX!"

That weekend alone quickly became three nights of shared passion in my
already booked hotel room, and only my bikinis got any use and that was
only for one day -- she going so far as to wear one.  The rest of the time
we spent in bed and making use of room service, she forcing me to meet the
waiters and waitresses in less and less clothing!

The drive back on Sunday night was one of the easiest trips of my life; no
road rage, no anger of any kind.  After all I'd been brought to orgasm by
an expert more times than I can actually remember, although she did have to
keep reminding me who the boss was through the simple expedient of flopping
me over her knee and spanking a reminder into me whenever I forgot!

She will smile at me nicely as she goes through the office, and
professionally she still gives me as much of a hard time as she does the
rest, only I know if she's really annoyed I get summoned to her office, and
I know these days to visit the loo and leave my panties in my handbag so
she has less clothing to remove, after all I'd hate to make her even more
cross... well... not too cross anyways!