I'm a married Irish girl. I've been married for four years. I've been an Administrative Assistant to my boss for a little over ten years.

My boss is a 53 year old black man. He is single, very dark, attractive, tall, muscular, only looks about thirty-five, is amazing in a suit and has a very commanding presence. I was very intimidated by him when I first took the job. He took a chance hiring me so young and he was beyond patient with me. I was like a giddy school girl the first few months but settled in well and we actually became friendly. Of course at first I was curious about him. He was my boss, he was very successful and he's black. We've become quite a team.

I didn't really know any black guys before I met him so I had that whole white girl/black guy curiosity going on. About six months after I started, he was having a tough stretch. He was out straight swamped with meetings and deadlines and working very long hours. On a late Friday he was working and told me I could head home. He looked so tense I started massaging his shoulders. He didn't seem to mind and it felt natural so I continued. He seemed to be relaxing. I felt a charge through my body feeling his muscles. I pressed my body to his as I massaged him and he responded. I simply decided to satisfy my curiosity while also doing something nice for someone who had been so helpful to me.

I walked around his chair, slid to my knees. unzipped his pants and fished his penis out through his fly. He was already hard and he lived up the to stereotype. His cock was about 8 inches long and very very thick. It was hard and sticking straight up at me lol. I looked in his eyes and just saw kindness and understanding reflected back. I took him into my mouth and worked hard to pleasure him. It took me awhile to get used to his thickness but before long I was concentrating on sucking on just his head and he was responding. It took me about twenty rather hard minutes of sucking before he came for me. He filled my mouth and my tummy lol. I cleaned him up with my mouth sucking all of his cum out before putting his cock away. I didn't say anything. I just touched his shoulder, packed up and went home.

I was a nervous wreck coming in on Monday. I had barely slept all weekend. I was afraid of what he was thinking of me. I didn't think he would fire me but I was worried that he would consider me a stupid girl with a teenage crush on her boss. He was actually very nice. He called me into his office and thanked me. He told me what I did was a huge boost for him and that he enjoyed it immensely. He stated that he understood me wanted to please him but he wanted me to understand that sexual favors were not a part of my job in any way and that any sexual contact was completely up to me and that he would respect my wishes. I told him that I just wanted to please him and relax him that day and that I really enjoyed doing it for him and that I had felt satisfaction from doing it. Me being so young and pleasing such an important man in my life was a huge ego boost for me.

We didn't mention it again for three weeks but once again on a late Friday he was pushing a deadline and I was ready to go home for the weekend. I was saying goodnight and he was looking at me with a certain look which put the thought in my head that he needed head. I hesitated then just looked at his crotch. He smiled and said "If you want to." I wanted to so I did what I did before. He sat in his chair behind his desk and I slid to my knees and unzipped him and pulled his cock out like before. He was rock hard, and even though I had seen it before his cock size surprised me again. I took my time really trying to give him pleasure rather than just trying to make him cum. After about forty minutes he shot another huge load into my mouth which I savored before swallowing.

I slowly started blowing him more and more. It turned into an every Friday afternoon thing, then later Monday, Wednesday, and Friday. He never overtly asked me to blow him but he would drop hints. After my first year anniversary I finally told him to just tell me he was feeling tense whenever he needed the release. After awhile he was saying that virtually everyday of the week, some days more than once. After that I was sucking him off six or seven times a week. I got to where I was masterful with his cock in my mouth. I knew it better than I knew my own vagina. I could draw out his pleasure when I felt he needed it or make him cum in mere minutes when brevity was required. I got to where sucking my boss's cock was the most natural thing in the world.

I often gave him quick blowjobs just before he headed out to important meetings. He liked being relaxed during stressful situations. Later he'd come back and I would blow him again but I would take my time, simply pleasuring him for a long period of time until he was ready to cum again.

My boss never did more than touch me lightly. I kept my clothes on and he would sometimes stroke my hair or gently touch my breasts but that was it.

Then I met my future husband. At first we were just dating so I continued to suck off my boss. After a few months and tings got serious I started feeling funny about it. When we moved in together I wanted to stop doing it but I didn't know how to bring it up. It was just a weird situation. Blowing my boss was such a habit for me, and him, one that I looked forward too every day I just couldn't stop.

After I had been with my boyfriend for three years and had been blowing my boss for five, I finally told my boss I was in a serious relationship. I told him how torn I was about stopping our daily interludes. He was very understanding. He suggested one more time to put closure to our sexual relationship. I took my time sucking him for over an hour before I finally finished him off with tears in my eyes.

A month later I couldn't help myself. I was back on my knees sucking him off. Within a week I was back to sucking him off daily. He stopped saying he was tense and left it up to me. I didn't look at it like I was cheating even though I know I was. I was missing his cock so much I was in his office twice a day trying to catch up. We finally settled back into our old routine. When I agreed to marry, I told my boss I had to stop after the wedding. A few weeks before I got married, I asked him if we could spend one night together for our last time. He agreed and the night we were together was wonderful. I managed to put my fiance out of my mind and totally enjoyed the night. We finally kissed, he took my clothes off and saw me naked for the first and last time. I shuddered when he pressed his cock into my vagina. It was so thick it took quite a while for my vagina to get used to it but once it did it was an intense experience. He came inside me three times that night and somehow managed to give me two last loads in my mouth. We snuggled up at last and I slept in his arms. He woke me up by sliding his cock into my sore pussy. It was painful but a satisfying end, or what I thought then was the end, of out sexual relationship.

We stopped our sexual contact after that. I was married a month later and to be honest it's been wonderful. My husband and my boss have gotten to know each other a bit. After a year of marriage, things were great but I was really missing those moments with my boss. One afternoon, I could tell he was in dire need of relief. I had my hand on his shoulder and I was acting all flirty and stealing glances at his crotch. My pussy was wet I was so desperate for his cock to be in my mouth again. He knew what I was thinking. My stomach was in pain I wanted to suck his cock so bad. He finally said "Are you sure??" I hemmed and hawed but then nodded, bit my lip and said yes. He spun his chair and I was on my knees. I was ravenous. I sucked him like I never had before trying to taste is cum after so long. I never felt so good as I did swallowing his load that day.

I felt terrible afterward. Here I was a married woman blowing my boss, my poor husband completely clueless. Having said that, I wasn't prepared to stop. I was like an alcoholic taking a drink. Once I had one taste I needed more. I admitted to my boss how much I missed our daily fun. After a long talk we decided to go back to what we had done before. He and I both felt weird about it at first but it's private activity between us and to tell the truth, I need it.

Here I am a year later and I'm sucking my boss off six or seven times a week pretty much like I've always done other than that year off. It's as natural as breathing for me. I love my husband and we have a great sex life. But I adore pleasuring my boss and feeling his cock pulsing cum down my throat and know now I'll probably never stop, at least not until he stops allowing me to do so.