The Girl on the Video, Parts I - III - Sex Stories

The Girl on the Video, Parts I - III

... digging through emails, and the first part of the afternoon I was tied up in meetings – meetings that didn’t include Megan, my boss, thankfully.

Around 3:00 I had made my last cup of coffee of the day and was preparing for the final push to wrap up a couple things, close out some emails, and log off. No more meetings, just work. I put on some music, took my coffee cup into the office and got to to work.

It was summer, and since I was through with meetings for the day, I tossed off the work shirt and the T-shirt underneath and ducked into the bedroom to switch out the slacks for a pair of shorts. Better.

I started digging through my aching inbox. I was on the third or fourth reply when a window popped up on the screen.

>>> Bligh, Megan: Hi Bryce, got a sec? We need to modify our deck for Friday again.

I sighed.

>>> You: Sure. What do you need?

>>> Bligh, Megan: Can I call?

I sighed again. A chat with my horny boss wasn’t on my agenda for the afternoon but what choice did I have.

>>> You: No problem.

My computer immediately lit up with an incoming video call. Video, not what I wanted. I pulled on my work shirt that was still sitting on a nearby chair just in case.

Megan’s face popped onto the screen. She was still wearing her work blouse – thank God.

“What’s up?” I asked, trying to sound casual, not like she had been playing with my cock through my slacks that morning.

“No underwear?” she said, smiling. “Oh, that’s right, I was supposed ...

... to go first.”

I was about to object when, without even bothering to unbutton it, she pulled her blouse off over her head, revealing the bra I had been ogling on the subway. She stood up and unzipped her skirt and pulled it down. Underneath she had only a thong.

She did a pirouette to make sure I had an eyeful then sat back down.

“Stop,” I stammered. “You’re my boss. This is against company policy. We could get in a ton of trouble. I need this job. And if Jesse knew she would kill both of us.”

“I don’t think your sister would give a fuck either way,” she said. “If anything I think your sister would be jealous.”

“What?!” I spat. “That’s disgusting, and your misguided. Jessie prefers women over men, and she has no interest in me. I’m her brother!”

“Wrong” Megan sighed. “She’s not a lesbian, she’s a bisexual, so she likes both boys and girls. I bet she would love a chance to lick your lollipop.” She winked.

“Christ, Megan,” I said. “We are not having this conversation. Plus I have a girlfriend.”

“I’ve been your boss for two years now. I watched the relationship with your girlfriend deteriorate. You asked for a break six months ago so you both could sort things out and maybe see some other people to get a handle on your feelings for each other.”

“Right,” I agreed. “Exactly.”

“And you’ve been on how many dates?” Megan squinted at me.

“I just need some space,” I said.

“Space for...what?”

“To think.”

“Six months is more than enough thinking ...