I'm on the thick side, about 130 lbs at 5'4", but I have a nice set of DDs and a collection of pencil skirts that hug my curves just right. I also happen to be a natural redhead with just a few cute freckles. I've never had problems in the romance department whatsoever, although I've been single for a number of years while I work on getting my career situated.
Anyway, Mike was in my office about two months ago and it just happened. We had been arguing a bit over the last couple of weeks about some deadline that I gave his team and I got really close to him, not sure why, to try and reason with him about why it was so important. I could smell him. We both stopped talking for a second and it just erupted, we were kissing and I ended up sitting on his lap feeling his hard cock. After that, I was on my knees blowing him like there was no tomorrow, and just as quickly, I was swallowing cum. He said something about seeing it my way, and left. The project got done. He gets so stressed out I think it locks up his ability to work or something. So now, every couple of days, I text him "Cum see me," and we "argue" a little bit and I end up on my knees again, lipstick all over his cock and balls. He's thick, and his head is super sensitive. I love the way he smells and the way his cock tastes and the way he blushes when he cums. I blush, too, for different reasons. I also love to sit on his lap and just make out with him, grinding my ass against his member and pressing his face into my boobs.
I've been subtly trying to get my boss to move the team, I really would like to date him and he seemed interested. When he's not stressed the hell out, he's funny, engaging, and he's pretty handsome in that oblivious way. So far, no luck. When we're not in my office, I'm a bossy bitch to him; behind closed doors, I'm eager to please. It's such a weird dynamic.
Just before this weekend, I texted him and instead of him showing up, I got a response "in a minute. finishing something up." I was a little annoyed, so I went out in the cubicle area and to where his team works. I found some anorexic little bitch from the mail room rubbing his shoulders! They were laughing together at something on YouTube. I almost lost it but remembered where I was and went back to my office. He never did come see me, and I'm guessing since his chatty texts stopped he's with her instead. I hope she sees my teeth marks on his cock. Ugh. The thought of her blowing him makes me nauseous.
We come back on Tuesday, not sure what I'm going to say to him, but I'm pretty angry right now and could snap that little slut in half. What the hell am I supposed to do here?
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