Under my boss' table - страница 11



It must have been an eternity before Edward finally poured a large amount of cum into my mouth. I felt like under my lips, which grabbed the head of his cock, hot drops flowed and flowed down the shaft to my fingers, holding Edward's cock at the base. I licked the head and the barrel, brushing off the remnants of the leaking liquid, and swallowed everything so as not to stain Edward's pants. I wiped my lips and chin with a prepared napkin…

“Well fellas, thanks for the discussion.” Edward said in a slightly choked voice. “Now back to work…”

Chairs began to move to the side and male voices were heard here and there. Everyone said goodbye to Edward.

After the meeting

Finally the two of us were alone.

“You can come out.” He said. As soon as I got up, I realized my legs became very numb during this half hour…

Edward's face was unreadable. As if there was no such forbidden blowjob during the encounter.

“Good girl. You have done a lot and I liked it. I want it to be permanent. I love this emotion and the awareness of the taboo. It helps me… to better focus on work tasks.”

“Doesn't it distract you? And is your wife crawling under the table too?” I scoffed and immediately regretted what I said. Edward slapped me loudly across the face. My face immediately started burning. And he was angry, very angry.

“Not a word about my wife.” He hissed. “This is sacred, don't you dare. Go away.”

I, surprised by his behavior, left the office…

I immediately asked the office manager for a request for a vacation in my charge for one week. I realized that I needed a break like a breath of fresh air. Otherwise, I wouldn't have been able to handle this job with my boss. His reverential attitude towards his wife hurt me, and his strange orders and perversions made me distrust him. Things were starting to get complicated for me.

The next day I went to another city to visit my parents and old friends. I tried not to think about Edward and got distracted as best I could.

The walls of the house blunted my confusion and carefully protected me from the terrible things in my own head. I myself didn't really understand what exactly I wanted: to be with Edward or not to be? Did I need it or could I go further without it? I tried to imagine a picture of the future without Edward. But somehow it didn't work out. He was invariably there. I categorically did not want to see any other man in his place …

In the end, I came to the conclusion that I would just relax and let it go. Whatever happened…

The last day of my vacation I received an SMS. My heart skipped a beat.

“Tomorrow at 10:00 am conference. Under the table. I will not be alone.”

I looked at these words, but still couldn't understand what he meant by ‘I won't be alone.’ It was clear that he would not be alone! But was there something else?

When I got to work, I went straight to his office.

“Edward, explain to me the meaning of your message.”

He didn't look at me, but I saw how maliciously he was smiling.

“Elvira, you will like it, don't worry. At the conference, I will sit next to Alex, my colleague from another city. We will solve regional problems. It's pretty boring and time-consuming so I decided that you can dilute this gray scum with your bright colors.”

“Okay, I get it." I interrupted impatiently. “What's Alex got to do with it?”

“Honey, isn't that clear? You will suck not only me.”