The Boss Lady Part I Revised - Sex Stories

The Boss Lady Part I Revised

... you want. We can talk and drink, and just relax.” Jack swallowed hard once more, and he kept looking at Anita. She was looking at him with an unreadable smirk on her face. “Can I please have that shot now, and maybe another beer? Or two,” Jack asked with a shaky voice. It has to be the alcohol, he thought to himself. Either that or she is just fucking with him. There is no way in fucking hell that his boss, a hot, sexy ass black woman was gonna want to fuck the geeky white guy that works for her. He kept trying to come of an explanation in his head. Maybe she’s vulnerable, and just wants someone to talk to and get drunk with. That understandable, Jack thought to himself. I’m just being perverted! Jack’s internal conversation with himself was interrupted when Anita handed him the shot glass. He gulped down the liquor without question. It didn’t burn as much this time. He gave the shot glass back to her, and popped open the beer, taking a sip, and looking at her. Strangely, Anita was smiling at him. “Are you ok,” Anita asked. “Yeah, I’m fine,” Jack said nervously. “I guess I’m just curious as to why I am here, and where all this…,” Jack paused, wagging his finger between the two of them, “is going.” “Where do you want it to go?” Anita asked, moving closer to him. “Umm, I don’t really know,” Jack said nervously, but now beginning to smile. He was really buzzing now, and he was also starting to feel brave. He looked into her eyes, trying to see if there was any hint as to what ...

... her intentions might be for him being there. He moved closer to her, still holding her gaze, but she broke eye contact to pour herself yet another shot of vodka, and downed it like a pro. She poured another, and handed it to Jack, silently telling him to drink it, which he did. “So what now?” Jack asked. “Well,” Anita said, sighing. “I am going to and use the bathroom, because this alcohol is running right through me,” Anita said, chuckling. Jack laughed with her, finally realizing Anita’s intentions for the evening. She really did just want someone to get drunk with, and nothing more. He felt a twinge of disappointment at the realization, but he was too buzzed to care too much. Anita walked up the stairs to use the bathroom, and Jack went back into the living room, and over to the couch to sit and wait for Anita to come back. He plopped down onto the couch lazily, and took another sip of his beer, continuing to contemplate, and fantasize about what was to come later in the evening. Anita slowly made her way up the stairs, trying to decide what her next move was going to be, or even if she was going to make a move at all. The alcohol she had consumed was messing with her judgement, and she was considering seducing her subordinate that was now downstairs drinking her alcohol, and sitting on her couch. She had never really interacted with Jack on any level that didn’t involve work, so she honestly couldn’t even say whether or not she liked him. She thought that he was cute, and ...