The Boss Lady Part III-Rewrite - Sex Stories

The Boss Lady Part III-Rewrite

... fucking question to answer,” he said, sounding exasperated. “You look so fucking sexy right now, and I can’t imagine that you could possibly look any sexier bu—but I’m just gonna have to say yes.” “Very well,” Anita said, turning her back to him; the butt plug barely visible between her thick ass cheeks, and she walked back to the bathroom and closed the door. Jack was still reeling from the way Anita looked, and the butt plug that she had in her ass. The thought of sinking his cock deep into her asshole, and emptying his balls into her bowels ran through his mind. His hand reached for his cock once more, and he started to stroke it in anticipatory agony. It was so hard that it almost hurt. Five minutes had passed when the door opened again. Anita stepped out of the bathroom this time, dressed in a pair of tan stockings, no panties and a pair of tan, six inch heels. Jack liked the black on her, but the contrast of the tan stockings wrapped around her mocha-shaded skin looked incredible. She was wearing nothing on top and her pierced nipples were fully exposed, and still as hard as rocks. She brought her hands to them and pinched them for effect, and she bit her lip to keep herself from letting out a moan. “How about this?” “I like,” was all Jack could say. “I’m glad,” she said, her voice smoky, and her tone low. “But would you mind pouring me a glass of wine? Changing in and out of these outfits can make a girl really thirsty!” “Yes ma’am,” Jack replied, hopping off of the ...

... bed; his cock swinging freely as he walked over to the dresser to grab her wine glass, and the bottle of Red Moscato that he had brought up for her. He poured her a glassed, and brought it to her. “Thank you,” she said, taking the glass from him. She took a sip of the wine, and with her free hand, she grabbed his cock and gave it a light squeeze. “I can’t wait to have this inside of me Jack,” she said looking straight into his eyes. “I can’t wait to have every inch of it deep inside of my wet pussy! You gonna give me this dick white boy?” “You’re the boss lady,” Jack said with feigned humility while his supervisor gently stroked his manhood, occasionally stopping to rake her fingernails along the underside of his shaft, sending goose bumps all over his body. “So,” she said, taking another sip of her wine, “the butt plug… What do you think,” she asked while continuing to stroke him. “What do you mean, what do I think? I already told you that I really like it,” Jack said. “I know you like it but… If the time comes, are you going to take it out in and replace it with that fat cock of yours?” She squeezed his shaft harder, and Jack almost lost his balance. “Anita,” Jack swallowed hard, “I would love to put my fat cock up your tight ass!” “I knew you would,” she said, taking another sip of her wine, “But first I have another outfit I want to put on for you!” She pushed Jack back onto the bed, and walked back into the bathroom and closed the door. Jack’s hand had once again made its ...