Mastered By The Boss by Opal Carew

of his hand gliding up
her inner thigh, pushing her skirt upward, sent shivers of
anticipation rippling through her.
    Then his fingertips found her folds. He stroked the
length.
    “You’re fucking naked under this skirt.”
    She smiled. “Yes, I am.”
    “Ah, fuck, woman.”
    He pushed her skirt up, revealing her naked pussy to
his view.
    “Sit on the desk,” he commanded.
    “I thought you didn’t have time.”
    “I’m make time,” he said sharply. “Now do it.”
    She sat on the desk and he pressed her knees wide.
Then he leaned forward. She gasped as his tongue brushed her
sensitive flesh, then he nuzzled into her folds. His tongue found
her clit and she arched against him, her hand clutching his head.
He licked and twirled over her tight little bud, sending pleasure
washing through her.
    “You taste so good,” he murmured.
    She opened wider, giving him more access. One of his
hands moved to her breast and he stroked over the fabric of her
top. But the pressure of his masculine fingers, especially when his
thumb brushed her nipple, wrenched her desire up a notch.
    As he lapped at her clit, she felt his fingers slide
inside.
    God, she was so slick with need. She clamped tight
around his fingers as the explored her inner passage.
    This wasn’t enough. She needed so much more from
him.
    “Oh, Mr. Blair, please. I need your cock inside
me.”
    He licked her again.
    “Please, I beg of you.”
    He groaned then stood up. He fumbled with his
zipper, then she saw it. His swollen, rock-hard cock in his hand.
He pressed it to her slick opening.
    “Oh, yes. Please fuck me, Mr. Blair.”
    He groaned again and thrust deep into her, making
her gasp. He held her tight to his body, both of them sucking in
air in deep breaths.
    “Fuck, I love it when you beg.”
    For a long moment, she luxuriated in the feel of
their bodies locked together in an embrace, his strong arms around
her holding her tight to his body.
    Then he started to move. Slowly at first, then
speeding up. Soon he was driving into her like a jackhammer,
thrusting deep and hard. She clutched his shoulders and moaned.
    Pleasure flooded through her like a tsunami, peaking
with a sudden, startling orgasm that shattered her world.
    He kept pumping as she moaned long and loud. Then he
grunted and jerked against her. Hot liquid filled her, setting her
on fire again, driving her to a place of pure bliss.
    “Ah, fuck! I’ve got to go,” he exclaimed as he
glanced at the decorative clock on his desk.
    His semi-rigid cock stroked her sensitive passage as
he pulled out. She ached knowing he was leaving her for three
days.
    But before he stepped back, he kissed her, his mouth
moving on hers in a sensual onslaught. Time stood still as she
luxuriated in the feel of his body against hers, his lips caressing
and tender. His heart beating in synch with her own.
    Then the moment ended and their lips parted. He
tucked himself away and zipped his pants, then rushed from behind
the desk. He grabbed his jacket from the coat hook and pulled it on
as Kali pulled down her skirt and straightened up her clothing.
    “I’m sorry I have to rush off like this, but I’ll
see you on Thursday.”
    “Of course. Do you have my gift?”
    If she was going to be spending every night longing
for him, she wanted him to have something to remind him of what he
was missing.
    He grinned and tugged her panties from his jacket
pocket and showed them to her, then slipped them away again.
    Then he turned and took off out the door.
    * * *
    Kali sat at the table across from Serena in the
little café they liked to go to for lunch on Mondays.
    “So how are you holding up?” Serena asked. “No sex
all weekend and now he’s gone for three more days. That’s a long
time to be horny. It must have been hard to see him this morning
and not be able to do anything about it.”
    Kali had already lamented to Serena that there would
be no time for their sexual routine this morning.
    “Actually, we did have