Forbidden Scripts (Erotica Collection)

My New Boss-1

My New Boss

CHAPTER 01

My boss f****d me in the office, on the couch.

He f****d me hard, rough, and deep, and he made me scream.

I had wanted to show him who was the boss. I had wanted to f**k him, not the other way around.

But I couldn’t resist. I couldn’t stop him from doing what he did to me.

I was his for the taking.

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I had worked in the office for almost three years, and during all that time I had been the only female staff. My boss had hired me shortly before he bought the company. He was a young, ambitious man who was rising fast in the world of business and real estate.

My boss had given me an interview for the job, and I had got it straight away, as soon as we met. We liked each other immediately, and my boss had made a good offer. I was not disappointed. I had known it would be a good position, and it had turned out that way.

One morning I arrived at the office to find my boss already there. That was unusual. Normally I arrived first and unlocked the office. But I had been delayed, and he was already waiting for me.

I greeted him, and we went into the office together. It was still early. None of the others had arrived yet. We were alone in the building.

My boss shut the door behind us and leaned back against it, blocking my way. He looked at me, and I saw something in his eyes that I had not seen before. It was a hungry look, and it made me shiver.

“Good morning,” he said in a low voice.

“Good morning, sir,” I replied, feeling nervous.

“Are you alone in the building?” he asked.

“Yes, sir. Why?”

“Because I want you,” he said. “I have wanted you for a long time. But you were my employee, and I did not want to get involved with you. But now I have decided to take you. I can’t wait any longer.”

I was shocked. I had never suspected that my boss felt that way about me. I had thought he would never make a move on me because I worked for him.

I tried to move past him, but he stopped me, putting his hands on my shoulders and looking down into my eyes.

“I said I want you. Do you want me?” he asked, his voice low and urgent.

I hesitated. Part of me wanted to say yes. Part of me was scared and wanted to run.

I couldn’t move. My legs felt weak, and I was trembling.

My boss’s grip on my shoulders tightened, and he pulled me against him, his eyes burning with desire.

I gasped, trying to resist him, but his arms were like steel bands around my body.

His mouth was on mine, his tongue probing between my lips, and his kiss was hungry and demanding.

He held me against him and explored my mouth with his tongue, his hands moving up and down my back.

I moaned into his mouth. My p***y was aching, and my n*****s were hard, pressing against his chest.

My boss’s c**k was pressing against my stomach. I could feel it hard and throbbing against me.

He pulled away from me and looked into my eyes. “Do you want me?”

“Yes,” I whispered.

“Then I’m going to take you right now,” he said, his voice rough with desire.

“No. Wait. We can’t,” I said, trying to push him away.

He ignored me, his mouth on mine again as his hands moved over my body, caressing my breasts through my top.

I moaned again. I couldn’t stop myself. I wanted him. I wanted him to f**k me.

His hands moved down to my skirt, pushing it up over my hips. His fingers were on my panties, pulling them down.

I was panting. My heart was pounding. My p***y was wet and throbbing.

He lifted me up and carried me over to the couch. He laid me down on my back and knelt between my legs.

His fingers were on my p***y, stroking my c**t and pushing inside me. I moaned, my hips moving as he fingered me.

“You’re wet,” he said, a smile on his lips. “You want me.”

“Yes,” I moaned.

“Then take off your clothes. I want to see you naked.”

I obeyed him. I stripped off my top and unhooked my bra. My t**s were large, and they bounced as I pulled off my bra.

My boss stared at my t**s, his eyes hungry. “They’re beautiful.”

He leaned down and sucked on my n****e, his tongue teasing it.

I moaned. My p***y was on fire. I needed him to f**k me.

My boss pulled off his jacket and undid his tie. He unbuttoned his shirt and pulled it off, revealing his muscular chest and arms.

He undid his pants and pulled them down. His c**k sprang free, long and thick.

I stared at his c**k. It was big and hard, the tip shiny with precum. I wanted it inside me.

My boss moved over me and positioned himself between my legs. He looked down at me, his eyes blazing with lust.

He pushed the tip of his c**k against my p***y and then thrust forward, filling me completely.

I cried out as he stretched me open. He was so big, and I could feel every inch of him inside me.

He started to f**k me, his hips moving back and forth, his c**k sliding in and out of my p***y.

I moaned, wrapping my legs around his waist and pulling him deeper into me.

He grunted, his eyes closed in pleasure.

I ran my hands up and down his back, feeling his muscles ripple as he f****d me.

His c**k was hitting my g-spot with every thrust, and I was close to cumming.

He increased his pace, pumping into me harder and faster.

I screamed as the pleasure built inside me. I was going to c*m.

My p***y started to spasm around his c**k. I moaned and cried out, my body shaking with the force of my orgasm.

My boss kept f*****g me, his c**k hard and throbbing inside me.

I came again, my p***y clamping down on his c**k.

He groaned, his eyes rolling back in his head.