The Boss Lady Part III-Rewrite - Sex Stories

The Boss Lady Part III-Rewrite

... she asked, reaching for her wine glass. “We were talking about what would have happened had I stayed that night,” Jack reminded her, grabbing his own drink from the coffee table as well. “Oh… Yeah… That’s right.” She took a large sip of her wine and said, “Truth be told, if you would’ve stayed that night…” She finished the rest of the contents of her wine glass and said, “I probably would have let you fuck my pussy, my mouth again, and then probably let you finish off in my ass. God, I was so fucking horny that night, but… While we were in the shower… Something in me just clicked, and I got emotional… I had a moment of weakness, I guess.” “Mmhmm…,” Jack muttered. “And this, “moment of weakness,” he said, making quotation marks in the air with his fingers. “Did it suddenly make you regret everything we had done that night? Or did you just not want me in your house anymore?” He stopped himself when he looked at Anita, who had a mixed look of anger, and hurt on her face. “I’m sorry,” he said. “I’m just trying to piece all of this shit together. I mean… You hurt me too by just kicking me out for no reason at all. It’s just that…” He stopped again, looking through his mind for what he wanted to say. “You… You blindsided me twice that night. First, you come downstairs wearing what you were wearing, and with the obvious intentions, and then not two and a half hours later, you kick me out for no apparent reason!” “Did you like the stockings and the heels that I wore for you that ...

... night?” Anita asked, trying to direct the subject away from her feelings. Jack wasn’t sure how to respond. He wondered whether or not she had even heard him, or cared about the way he felt about the whole situation. So once again, he said to himself ‘Fuck it,’ and said to her with all the emphasis in the world, “Fuck yes I did! I almost asked you how you knew I had a thing for stockings and heels, but there’s no way you could’ve known, unless you had caught me looking at porn at work and never said anything.” “You look at porn at work,” Anita asked, incredulously. “Uhh... Yeah… Sometimes, when I’m bored and there’s no one around.” Anita looked at him like he was a total pervert, but then remembered the current situation that she was in and said, “Ok… Whatever… That doesn’t matter now. Keep telling me what you were thinking when you saw me.” There was a smile planted on Jack’s face. “Fuck Anita… When I saw you come down those stairs, I just… Mmmm,”Jack paused for a moment to relive the experience and collect his thoughts. “I just wanted to walk over to you, push you against the wall and take you right then and there! God damn you looked so fucking sexy!” Jack had to stop himself before he started to ramble. “I’m glad you liked them. I love to dress up! I do it every chance I get! Sometimes, I’ll even wear some of my lingerie to work, but under my clothes of course. They just make me feel sexy. And a little naughty I guess… Does that sound weird to you,” she asked. “Not at all,” he ...