The Boss
Hayley’s teeth glistened against her cheery cherry red lips muttering, ‘’Alright, I’m done for the day. I’m heading off.’’.
Not that anyone seemed to care as evidenced by the lack of sound or general acknowledgement. It seemed a little disappointing seeing as Hayley bounced around the office today. Given the void of sound, she slunk out of the office without a sound. Treading down the stairs, fingers tapped her on the shoulder. Turning around, her steely grey eyes glazed on a black suit. She breathed, “Roger, thank you for agreeing to be my plus one tonight. I owe you one. I’ll see you at my apartments at 6:30.’’
She continued to trot down the stairs and into the foyer. With headphones on, the crowd’s ways were drowned out. The street. The train. The homestretch. She found herself answering the phone as it killed the song she listened to as she reached her apartment block.
She rolled her eyes and fumbled to get to the phone in time, ‘’Roger, hello. To what do I owe the call?”
He crackled, “Can I come around early? I brought my suit with me, I realised that I didn’t have time to go home and back again…”
“Um, yes. Come by. I have a bottle of wine. Have a drink while I get ready. Just call me when you get there. I’ll see you then.’’
With a sigh, the elevator flung open and she pressed the button. She muttered, ‘’Come on, come on, come on!”
Her wish was granted as she spied the familiar golden 878 that signified her space. She pulled out her card and waited for the click. Walking through the barren space, she reminded herself that her new born, Emma, would be safe with her ex husband for one night. Silence was once again broken as Hayley threw down her work bag and flicked on the TV.
Walking past the wardrobe, she spied the simple black dress with a criss cross back leaving a good amount of cleavage. She puled it out and placed it on the bed. She peeled off her clothes and drew back the shower. As she felt the water pelt down, she noticed her body had changed so much, her body seemed more curvasous and lively. Her chest felt twice its normal size as she washed her hair. She rinsed her hair and spied her breast leak milk as it mingled with water. Her eyes darted as they widened. With the routine down, the towel licked away the excess and she reached for her tooth brush.
Once again, her phone buzzed. Lunging for it, she grabbed her purple dressing gown and threw it on. She slipped her thongs on. Simple positioning of an arm would aid with any awkward moments that may occur if anything were to slip. As she opened the door, she saw Roger leaning against the wall, eyes glazed towards the floor, in a world that she knew nothing about.
‘’Hey Roger, come in. I have a bottle of red. Want a glass?”
She watched him remove himself from his slump and he slowly made his way. It was silence. Plain and simple. She turned around and with a gentle squeeze felt his cheeks. She pulled him in for a kiss. She ran her fingers through his hair as she didn’t stop. She pulled back and apologised. She felt herself become dripping wet when he whispered in her ear, ‘’Don’t. Kiss me. You know we both want it and we’ve wanted it for such a long time. In my case, since I met you.’’
She pulled him back in and walked back to the blue couch as her front door clicked shut. She breathed out as she felt his lips plunge themselves on her neck and her dressing gown slipping away. At no point in time did she stop him from the moment when he unbutton his shirt. She helped him unbutton his work pants as she heard his work bag and his good suit fall next to them. She felt him cup her breasts. Leaning back on the bed, she made sure that he was inside of her with a gentle shove. Staring at him, she felt her tits bounce up and down. She felt his breath trail down her chest. She noticed that Roger wasn’t looking at her, he was looking at her bust. In its bounding milky glory. Her moans in time to his thrusting as their bodies moving in sync. She felt him licking her nipples and swallowing as fast as he could. She clung to him as if the world would end.
For a brief moment she fluttered eyelashes and met Roger’s gaze. She swayed as he moved his one hand to fondle her clit in time with him sucking. As her body shuddered, she felt her boobs spray Roger. She felt him clutch on her hips as he aspirated in a whooping gasp and a final pelt into her pussy. Her hands rested o the small of his back, she realised that he grasped her breasts and watched them drip in the milky trails of ecstasy.
Whispering, Hayley commanded, ‘’Lick all that up for me. Now.’’ And she watched him obey her. A nice change from the way of work as she was his assistant.