The boss’ babe

For a long time I was ashamed of myself.

I wore a wraparound skirt to work. I usually wear pants. I was in his office, I usually stood by his side. When I turned to leave my skirt fell off. I was standing in my underwear, and he was looking at me. Not my eyes, looking at my crotch.

I covered myself with my hands. He called me over and ran his hand up and down my naked thigh. He told me to remove my hands. Then he kissed me square on my clit. It was a long wet kiss. He helped me bend over his desk. With my panties about my thighs he entered me in one thrust, I was that wet. I left his office after getting dressed. My heart was besting fast.

From then until now, I’m his ‘babe’, the girl that makes him happy in the night.