The Boss Lady Part III-Rewrite - Sex Stories

The Boss Lady Part III-Rewrite

... games!” She said, cracking a smile. He smiled in return and said, “I’m not playing any games.” The alcohol was working on the both of them already as they began to loosen up. Jack contemplated making the first move but was afraid of rejection. Anita thoughts drifted back to the filthy things that he made her do. She wanted to do it again; but like Jack, she was hesitant to make a move. They were both thinking about that night, and neither one know that they were each thinking the exact same thing. “So how do you feel about your separation?” Jack asked, unsure of what else to say. “I don’t know to be honest. I’m upset on one hand, but on the other, I’m relieved. It feels good to be free from him and to be free of the way he treated me.” Jack didn’t push her any further because he could tell that the separation with her soon to be ex-husband was not what she wanted to talk about with him. There was yet another pregnant pause between the two. “So uh… What do you want to talk about,” he asked, looking at Anita to see if there were any expressions on her face that he could attempt to read. “Did you want to fuck me the other night,” Anita asked him, shattering whatever ice there was left to break for the evening. “I think you know the answer to that,” he replied. “Tell me anyways, Jack. I want to hear you say it. I want to hear you say that you wanted to fuck me!” “Of course I wanted to fuck you Anita,” Jack said with all the emphasis he could muster. I wanted to fuck you in the ...

... kitchen after I came on your face, and then I wanted to fuck you in the shower, and again on your bed! I wanted to get as much of your mouth, your cunt, and your ass that I could get! I wanted to get as much as I could because…,” Jack paused. “Because I didn’t know if I would ever get the opportunity to get it again, but we both saw how that worked out, didn’t we?” He expected Anita to apologize, but she didn’t. She just stood there and looked at him until she that she had to go to the bathroom. She walked, nonchalantly out of the kitchen and Jack followed her into the living room to sit down on the couch while Anita made a right towards the hallway that would take her to the downstairs bathroom. Three minutes later, he heard the bathroom door open followed by Anita walking into the living room, still fully clothed to Jack’s absolute disappointment. “Hey, why don’t you go and get the booze while you’re up,” Jack asked, and Anita looked at him with disgust, but the look quickly softened. She nodded, and then made her way to the kitchen. She came back a couple minutes later with hands full with two empty glasses, a bottle of wine, and a bottle of vodka. She placed them gently on the glass coffee table, and then headed back towards the kitchen to get her glass of wine, and his beer. She sat down next to him, leaving less than an inch between their knees as she turned towards him to reengage the conversation that they were having before she went to the bathroom. “Where were we,” ...