My boss liked it when I applied a lot of saliva during the process, and he also liked it when I put all the length of his d*ck in my mouth.
My boss and I started making love two months after I was hired by his wife. One afternoon, he complimented my figure and I knew what was going to happen.
He’d return from work in the afternoon for lunch. After lunch, he’d sit back comfortably, shirtless, with his pot belly hanging loose, and tell me to ‘service’ him.
I first attempted to refuse but he made it clear that he paid me to do whatever he wanted. He said he was not interested in my p*ssy, but that I needed to do what he paid for.
He would sit back and face the TV while I go on my knees and get to work. I’d unbutton his trousers, pull down his zipper and take in his already hard d*ck.
I’d begin to suck on him as hard as I can. My boss liked it when I applied a lot of saliva during the process, and he also liked it when I put all the length of his dick in my mouth.
For a chubby man, his d*ck was quite long. I would attempt to take it all in and sometimes, when I fail, he would tug at my hair until it hurts.
I believed he liked it when he hurt me because he looked for whatever reason to tug hard at my head. It might be because I was not sucking hard enough, fast enough, or if I attempted to take a break.
I did not mind because he began giving me lots of money. He’d sneak an envelope of cash to me sometimes. He would also buy me a lot of presents when he travelled.
He hid them from his wife and later gave them to me. Things worked that way for a while.
One afternoon, during our usual blow job session, it took him a while to cum. My jaw was starting to hurt and I was getting sweaty.
‘Please sir,’ I begged, “Let me stop, I am tired.”
He simply ignored me and shoved his dick deeper into my mouth.
‘Oya, take my p*ssy, I will make it good for you.’ I begged again, after five more minutes of fruitless sucking.
‘I don’t want your p*ssy,’ he responded. He was breathing heavily and starting to sweat too. His dick remained rock hard and I kept on sucking. He bit his lips and groaned again and again as I worked his dick the way he liked it.
I was running out of steam and I had a lot of chores to do. I then bravely took matters into my own hands.
‘What are you doing?’ He asked as I got off his dick and proceeded to lift up my skirt and take down my panties.
‘Did you not hear me? I said…’
But he did not finish his sentence because I soon clambered over him and slipped myself down so his thick dick entered me.
He bit his bottom lip, closed his eyes and groaned even harder. He placed his hands behind his head and let me rock him. I bounced on him and grinded against his dick.
I wanted to make sure he was happy and that he had a good time. It did not take two minutes for him to cum.
Since then, our routine changed. I was no longer to ‘service’ him by sucking his dick. All I did was approach him after lunch, with my panties and my bra off, and sit on him.
He would maintain his sitting position, hands behind his head and eyes closed until I f*cked him to cum.
I think he liked it when I did all the work. It makes him feel less guilty for having an affair with me.
A month ago, his older son returned from University of Ilorin, where he was studying. The same evening he returned, I noticed he was checking me out.
I am sure he was s*xually attracted to me but I knew I was not interested. His father would be angry if he ever found out he was interested in me so I kept my distance until one night.
My boss and his wife had gone to bed. After cleaning up the house for the night, I headed in to bed. As soon as I entered my room, I felt a hand grab me by the waist.
“Shhh… don’t make noise,” the voice whispered. I turned back to see that it was my boss’ son.
“What do you want? Why are you in my room?” I asked him.
“I just came to play with you.” He said this while rubbing my ass through my skirt.
“I am not interested.” I whispered back at him.
He did not listen to me. He pushed me against the wall and kissed me. I pushed him away, but he held on. He raised my top and put his mouth on my nipples without removing my bra.
I tried fighting him away again. He did not budge. He raised both my hands up against the wall.
Using one hand to hold them in place, he put his other hand underneath my skirt and started finger me. He put my panties aside and roughly entered my pussy with his hands. He was kissing me harder now to keep my sounds muffled.
I considered screaming but I did not want to cause trouble. Besides, his fingers were working their magic at this time and I was starting to enjoy him.
When he saw that I was calmer, he pushed me to the bed and unleashed his dick. He did not bother to pull off my skirt. He simply entered me and f*cked my p*ssy as rough as he had been fingering me.
Just like his father, he did not take long for him to cum into my tight p*ssy. As he was about to get off me, we heard a knock on the door. Alarmed, he quickly entered and hid in the wardrobe beside the bed.
It was my boss. He entered and when he saw me lying haphazardly he looked curious.
“What are you doing?” he asked me. I did not answer. I simply tried to gather myself and sat up waiting for him to explain what he wanted. He had never once entered my bedroom so I was surprised to see him.
“I miss you,” he said.
You see, since his son came back, we had to suspend our afternoon session because he was always home so he had not been able to get what he wanted.
Wordlessly, I took off my clothes and laid down. He came to join me in bed and within seconds, was f*cking the same p*ssy his son fucked barely 5 minutes ago.
I could feel his dick slip in and out of me, aided by the juice from his own son’s cum. For some reason, this really turned me on.
I looked towards the wardrobe and thought I saw it slightly open. It was the thought of son watching father f*ck a p*ssy he just finished f*cking that turned me on even more. I closed my eyes and felt myself drowning as I came.
It was the first time I ever had an orgasm with my boss.