My Sweet Milky Fountain

Got teased by boss

In the afternoon, there were still two hours before the end of work. Most of the colleagues were becoming idle, while those who had finished their work started to slack off.

Leo sent her a message on WeChat, which he had added her on just this morning: "Four hours have passed, do you need any help?"

"Help" had become a euphemism for "taking a break". Amanda's breasts couldn't help but tighten, and another surge of milk rushed in, mingling with the familiar stickiness that came from between her legs. The arousal fluid leaked out before the milk.

Amanda's cheeks flushed with a hint of desire and shame. Just as she was about to agree, the boss suddenly called her through the internal communication software: "Come to my office."

She had no choice but to tell Leo, "Wait for me, the boss is looking for me."

Amanda got up, took her notebook and pen, and went to the boss's office alone.

The company, known as "Salted Fish", specialized in games. The boss, Zack, also had a background in planning and was somewhat famous in the industry, which was why he attended the requirement review meeting yesterday.

The old employees who had grown with Zack referred to him as "Boss". Amanda always called him "Mr. Dan" cautiously, as she was still a newcomer.

"Mr. Dan, did you call for me?" Amanda knocked on the door before entering.

The swivel chair in front of the French windows turned around, and Zack leaned on the armrests with both elbows, clasping his hands together to form a triangle.

"Lock the door," Zack said coldly.

"..." Amanda could only comply.

"Come here."

"..."

Amanda walked to the other side of the desk and faced him across the table. He didn't ask her to sit down, so she could only stand there, like a student being punished.

The last time Amanda had a one-on-one conversation with him was during the interview, in the meeting room with frosted glass walls where she could vaguely see people passing by.

But this was different.

The boss had stricter confidentiality requirements here. The walls were soundproof, and so was the door.

If it was about work, he should have called her to the outside meeting room.

Amanda could only think of a higher level of confidentiality: maybe she was going to be fired.

Amanda reviewed her work. Apart from her improved milk production, she disappeared for half an hour to the women's restroom every day, but there were no flaws in her work.

However, other pregnant colleagues also took as much time to go downstairs for a break, so she wasn't particularly outstanding.

Thinking of this, Amanda couldn't help but straighten her spine and encourage herself.

Her chest also stood out, just as firm as her determination.

Zack said, "You left halfway during the requirement discussion yesterday?"

Amanda forced herself to say, "I wasn't feeling well."

"What's wrong?"

"..."

She didn't expect a male boss to ask in such detail. Amanda lifted her eyes and happened to see Zack seemingly glance at her chest.

Amanda had seen a similar look from Leo before, and she was immediately alarmed: Did the boss notice too?

Impossible...

Amanda tried to reassure herself.

Although she had some looks, she was not particularly outstanding in this game company where beautiful women were everywhere. How could the boss notice her?

Zack repeated, "Tell me, where do you feel unwell? If it's serious, we might need the HR department to approve sick leave for you."

"No!" Amanda pleaded. Taking sick leave would result in a deduction in her salary, and she couldn't afford that.

Zack became stern. "Then tell me, what's wrong?"

Amanda lowered her head deeply, twisting her notebook in her stomach, as if hoping to turn into an ostrich.

Her perky and solid breasts were right in front of her eyes, and the answer lay right there.

How could she mention this to the boss? Not everyone was as approachable as Leo.

"Hmm?" Zack stood up and walked to her side, circling the desk lazily. He leaned against the edge of the desk with one hand, deliberately bent down and glanced at her.

"..." Amanda buried her head deeper, her ears burning, and her cheeks felt like they were on fire.

His breath and words became an invisible stimulation. Although she didn't say a word, her two mounds of flesh betrayed her answer.

The scene from the meeting yesterday replayed in her mind. Two drops of moisture appeared on her white blouse, making it transparent and enticing.

"Oh?" Zack let out a curious and slow syllable, clearly intentional.

He picked up a decorative feather pen from the desk, and gently circled it on the wet spot as if it were a riding crop.

"What is this?"

"Don't..."

Amanda's shoulders trembled, her teeth chattered, as if she had been greatly startled. Even her large breasts were not exempt from the tremors, and the surge of milk slowly returned, accompanied by the familiar tingling sensation. Milk leaked out uncontrollably, staining the original two spots on her white blouse to become larger and wetter.

Zack's feather tip showed no signs of tiring as it continued to make circles, as if he wanted to use magic to suck out her milk.

"It seems like you're feeling cold," Zack showed a sinister smile, glanced up, and then said, "Standing under the air conditioning vent can be quite cold. You should 'not' use the air conditioning and go outside to warm up in the sun."

Nervousness and shame blinded her senses. Amanda, like a zombie, was pulled by him to the French window.

The evening sun didn't come in; it was only observing from outside.

The view outside the tall building was vast, with no high-rise buildings obstructing the sight. But she felt as if there were countless pairs of eyes watching her make a fool of herself in front of the boss from the lower floors across the street.

Zack leaned close to her shoulder but didn't touch her. Only his breath relentlessly teased her ear.

Zack whispered near her ear in a dark tone, "Since you're unwilling to tell me, let me see for myself."

Amanda hadn't even had a chance to refuse, or rather, she had no room to refuse. The next second, his hands reached around to the front, grabbing her shirt collar and forcefully tearing off a few buttons.

"Ah!"

With her embarrassed and painful moan, her soaked light yellow bra was exposed, revealing two enticing and fair half spheres that strongly attracted the gaze of a man.