Bride Submission: Boss's Bitch - Sex Stories

Bride Submission: Boss's Bitch

... as the intercom came on. "DA Smith is here to see you," Mrs. Patterson announced. "Now be a good slut," he said, rolling his chair back in as he pressed the button and said, "Let him in." My eyes were big as I took his cock in my mouth, the rest of my body paralyzed with the fear of getting caught. A moment later, the door opened and DA Smith said, "Thanks for meeting me on such short notice." Mr. Pickerton welcomed, "I always have time for you, Bill." I heard him sit down on a chair on the other side of the desk, as I remained frozen with a couple inches of cock in my mouth. Bill started, "How are the kids?" "Getting bigger and louder," he replied. "Isn't that always the truth," Bill laughed. "And what is new with you?" Mr. Pickerton asked. "Between you and me, I am running for governor," he revealed. "Congratulations." I listened intently. If Bill became the governor, which he would have a great shot at, there would be an opening. "And I was looking for support from your office," Bill continued. "Of course, you got it, Bill. Although it would suck to lose you," Mr. Pickerton added, moving his ass up a bit, his cock going deeper into my mouth. I took that as I was supposed to be sucking him and began slowly, nervously, sucking him as I tried to eavesdrop on the conversation. "Thanks, I appreciate that," Bill said. "Of course. So when are you planning to announce that you’re running?" "Next week," Bill answered. "Well, if I can do anything to help." "Your support is great." ...

... "On a different note, what do you think of Brittany Peck?" My boss asked, again making my eyes go wide. "Professional or other?" Bill asked, his tone joking, "I already know you would love to fuck her," Mr. Pickerton chuckled, his cock vibrating in my mouth. I couldn't believe they would talk about me like a piece of meat. "I would love to fuck that face of hers, she has amazing cocksucking lips," Bill said. I again couldn't believe he saw me like that. Although it was obvious Mr. Pickerton was allowing me to hear this, it was also obvious this wasn't the first time I had been talked about so unprofessionally. "She does have amazing cocksucking lips," Mr. Pickerton agreed, as I continued slowly bobbing on his cock. "Although I wouldn't mind tapping her ass, too," Bill added, with a laugh. Mr. Pickerton laughed too. "Your obsession for fucking girls in the ass is an unhealthy fetish." Bill defended, "I like to see women submit to the naughtiest taboo and give in to me unconditionally." "Sex equals power," Mr. Pickerton pointed out. "As true today as it was hundreds of years ago," Bill agreed. I had always wanted to be a fly in the room able to hear what the men talked about, and now hearing it I was appalled at how little had changed. Yet, ironically, being on my knees, sucking my boss's cock, it was hard to protest and defend that things had changed. I had worked my whole life to become a respected lawyer, to be taken as a professional woman, and yet in just one day my whole ...