"Miss jasmine" Mr. Sampson said sternly through the office doorway. I stopped typing what I was working n to look I turned around when hearing my name. "… in my office now."
Before I could respond, he cut me off. "Yes, now." And he ducked out.
"But …"
I wanted to object because I know I really needed to have this work finished today,he is still the one to query me if I don't submit the work on time.I had planned to leave work as soon as I was done had plans with my friends to hang out and planned to doll myself up to make an impression for any man I might see.
I passed through the hallway and down the flight of stairs, my mind spinning in the confusion of such a sudden call to his office I know my boss loves women I can't even count how many of us he have had sex with already.who wouldn't though he is hot but I sure didn't want to be one of them.i filed through my recent actions that may have caused this meeting with him.i haven't had a fight with anybody in the office I know I'm a crazy worker but I try to remain professional.yes I do things with my colleagues but in secret.
I knocked lightly on his office door.He called me in Though crotchety he was not, he was quite the opposite.
I pushed open the door and saw him in his desk chair, reclining. He wore a starched white shirt with gold cuff links.he should e in his 50's but with that body structure,face and height he doesn't look it His tie, a stoic light blue with dark blue stripes, reflected his attitude that late afternoon.
He was staring at the florescent light bars overhead, However, like a gentleman, he offered me a seat on his leather couch that faced his desk with a dark expression on his face.i couldn't tell or assume what his purpose of calling me was.
"We've got an issue."
I sat and adjusted my skirt I didn't mind if my sexy legs was on display it I wanted to remain professional. He tapped the tips of his fingers together. Then as if breaking from his thoughts, he spoke gentler. "Miss. Jas, I appreciate you meeting me on such short notice."
"It wasn't a problem, Mr. Sampson," i lied, wondering how long this would take.all that was on mind was to go back to finish my work.
"You know I appreciate your enthusiasm for the company, and ow much you have contributed to the growth of the company Nevertheless, I've come across startling news of you doing something inappropriate in our company. Inappropriate?I started wondering the inappropriate thing I have done in the company if inappropriate was a person it would be him.things he did and we all know but can't say anything he is the boss after all.
"As you know, whether it is within work hours or on lunch break, we have acceptable behavior. Our staff's must abide by the highest and strictest of standards."
"Sir," i interrupted, "I'm confused."
He walked to the front of his desk, directly in front of me.To make room on his desk, Mr. Sampson pushed aside his nameplate and his wife's picture. He tapped the keyboard and a black-and-white image appeared. He crossed his arms.
"This was recently brought to my attention." He was silent for a moment, looking at me to see my reaction
I recognized myself and, of all people, Mr.leonard. we were sitting across from each other on the board room table It must have been the night we worked late.damn!!who could have caught this
My eyes darted from the screen to the edge of his desk.I noticed the edges were sharp except for a section in the middle. It was worn down so much the polish was gone.
Mr. Sampson continued, "I want you to confirm that it is you. This was taken i think the night ou were asked to work late in other to meet with he target."
I covered my face and sat back on the couch I was a bit embarrassed.yes I do have crazy sex sometimes in the office or even the restroom but of all people i expect to see it atleast not my boss."Yes,that's me but I don't remember the exact time though.""Video? I didn't know the boardroom had camera."
"Closed circuit television for safety purposes. It's protection " He answered flatly once again. "Watch the video, so you can recall what happened. Legally, Miss. Jasmine, I want to give you an opportunity to see what was recorded and let you explain it to me."
Mr. Sampson pressed the Play button and a silent video began. I leaned forward, watching myself on leanords laps riding his long thick dick that was one of the pleasurable sex I have had in the office.i should be feeling scared that my boss is the one playing this I could loose my job but because I'm a crazy person I was just turned on.
Disconcerted,a bit stressed ROM the work of that day I followed Leonard to the boardroom and how I stepped closer to him drawing his head towards me I remembered his hands slithering up my legs and beneath my skirt. It was the start of a fabulous night. One I hadn't forgotten. In fact, it warmed my body quickly even this long after that night.i should be watching the video but I was relinquishing the memory.
Soon, his head was under my skirt, A few minutes later, the video showed my shout wildly and then stumble back my chair.
Mr. Sampson paused the video.
"Is this you in the video?" he asked simply.
I nodded. "Mr. Sampson, I don't know what to say."
"Now, it's not my business what you do outside office, it's your life, not mine." He walked around to his desk chair and sat. "Here in the office though, it matters to me. It's my job to have an office that functions well with good conduct and taffs that represent well. We have policies to abide by and, when a staff falls short, I have to address the situation immediately. And there are consequences. What consequence?I asked praying it doesn't involve me losing my job.Well, that is your decision to make."i looked up. Suddenly I noticed Mr. Sampson's light green eyes and the same evil gaze as Mr. Leonard had that night. A fierceness, an uncontrolled desire. His elbows rested on the armrests of his chair and his fingertips pressed together.
I know how evil Mt Sampson can be I already have some suggestions on what he would bring but losing my job is the one I can't afford right now.
"There are several options. First, you could accept unpaid leave indefinitely or, secondly, you could be relieved of your position."
Unpaid leave???serio seriously ?I really can't afford that I have worked so hard for the company and I deserve my pay,then having someone take the position I have worked for years I really can't have that.please sir what's the next option?
Mr. Sampson waited for a few moments before he continued.
"However," he said intentionally and tried to hide a dirty grin, "I want to say that those are not your only two options to reconcile for the acts committed in the company."
With that look on his face I definitely know where he was going to.
He leaned forward in a fatherly way, placing his elbows on the desk.
While I waited patiently for I'm to give me the ext option. "I know how long you've been with the company and what you've given. I've seen your experience, your love and commitment for the company." Mr. Sampson then took both of my hands in his hands, stronger and warmer. Calm. "I don't want to see you go. I also want to see you get paid for your tireless work."
I didn't move, I wasn't scared I saw this coming after all. So i asked very quietly, "What else can I do?"
He exhaled. "Well, we must make a decision on how, in fact, to proceed. Your answers are a formality and necessary before we move forward."
"Do you wish to forfeit your position?"
"I don't want to."
"The second option is indefinite suspension without pay. Do you—"
"What is the third option, Mr. Sampson? Tell me already The first two are ones I cannot take."
A base smile crossed his face. "The third option is one I rarely ever offer my workers. It complicates your life and mine. Nevertheless, I want you to continue working here, so I am willing to carry it through."
"I'm willing too," i said .
"You haven't heard it yet."
"But I've heard my first two options."
In a kind voice, he said, "Come over to my desk."
I saw this coming!I have finally fallen prey.im his catch today.and here he is saying he doesn't offer such offers to his other workers someone I know that have had his dick stuck into all the female workers in the office.
Behind the desk, I saw Mr. Sampson's pants unbuckled and his long dick laying deflated on the seat of his chair.
"My god, Mr. Sampsonn!" I tried acting astounded. And like I didn't really want that but damn!I was astounded by the sheer size of his dick.
I pulled my eyes from the cock to see him stare at me with his light green eyes. He led my eyes back to his dick. "You like this option?"
"To your knees," he said smoothly.
I knelt, penitently, before him. I slid his pants over his knees and down to his ankles. My hands slithered up his legs and gripped his thighs, spreading them. My face lowered to the level of his seat, my chin on the cushion. I leaned forward and flicked the tip of his dick with my tongue as if my tongue wanted his cock to wake up and play. She flicked it again. And his dick hardened. Slowly erecting. Seeing the movement, my mouth opened wide and I swallowed his dick. My lips stretched around its growing girth and length.
Mr. Sampson leaned against the back of his chair. His head lapsed to the side and he smiled.
With my knees dug into the scraggy industrial carpet, i bobbed and sucked feisty enough,I sucked him so hard that my boss soon gripped the arms of the office chair.
He began to moan my name softly, complimenting me telling me how great I am. "You are amazing. No wonder Mr. Leonard …" Then his hips bucked, his butt cheeks tightened, his jaw clenched. He blurted out, "miss Jasmine! jasmine!" and repeated frantically between heaves.
I only responded by gagging herself, sucking louder and after like my job depended on it and indeed my job depended on it. He jerked and jerked again. With a loud groan, he shot his load of cum into my mouth. Glob after glob. I swallowed it all and soon straightened myself with a proud smile.
Mr. Sampson's relaxed in the chair. I dabbed a bit of cum from the corner of my mouth.
I raised up off my red and burning knees to sit on the couch. I reoriented myself after gagging on the engorged dick.
"So, I'm still on staff and the video will be deleted?" i asked.
He stood and pulled up his pants. "Consider it never seen."
I was, relieved. Proof of that night—the images of Mr. Leonard with me in the boardroom and later fucking me in the girls restroom on the sink, then cumming in my tits—was only in my memories.i redirected my comment. "You are, my goodness, a large man."
Mr. Sampson prowled across the room to the couch where I sat. He leaned down and looked into my dark eyes. "So I've been told."
He put his hands on my legs this time. I didn't turn away from his stare as he slithered up my legs to the inner thighs. "I've been told more."
"What have you been told?" I asked, charmed.
"Let me show you." He made me stand before him.
"Show me."
I let him take off my skirt. He pulled down my panties and flung them across his office. They knocked over the picture of Mrs. Sampson. I was bare from my waist down. Then my outing with my friends ran through my mind briefly. They left , when Mr. Sampson ran his hands over my butt cheeks and inside every inch of my ass. He spread my cheeks wide, opening my ass to let light strike my hidden place. My asshole stretched until taut.
I lay back again on the couch and opened my legs wide. With my pussy on display. Two fat outer lips in a perpendicular smile that slowly peeled apart. He ran his finger the length of that smile and entered his middle finger. He ran it in and out, wetness slickening his finger. I loved the feeling.
He put his face into my naked lap. He flicked my clit and swirled around it. His mouth sucked on my lips. His tongue stretched deep inside of me. The sensations became enough that i had to put the palm of my hand on his forehead to push away his mouth.
I heaved, "You are … Wow! I need a break."Mr. Sampson sat on the couch looking at me with a smile on his face sexually licking his lips.
I looked at the clock and decided i had a little more time.he wasn't done with hat he started. "I want more."
Coming off the couch, i pushed Mr. Sampson on his back and maneuvered myself directly above his face. "You going to give me more?"
I felt his arms snake around my thighs and pull me down. I sat back into his face. He sucked and lapped my pussy. He stuck out his tongue as I rocked slowly forward and backward. Soon the feeling had me cumming on his face.
His hands on my ass pushed up. He had to power-press my hips because i would not move. And he gasped for air but went under again. The next time though, I didn't let him raise me up until he gathered all his strength.
"Is this pussy worth the air you breath?" I asked. As much as a question it was a power-play.
He gasped and drove his tongue deeper between those lips. It was his active answer. I felt his rough tongue rub my clit until i raised to all fours.
Finally he came up with his face reddened, a vein on his forehead pulsating, and his face glistening. A mix of his perspiration and my pussy covered from the bridge of his nose to the cleft of his chin.
He climbed into his office chair. I too regained my senses, sitting with my back against his desk.
Watching him with a smile on my face damn he sure knows how to take care of a pussy
His eyes squinted as he grinned proudly. His weariness, however, would not allow him to do more.
I saw the time. Nearly 5. "Thank you for the third option. I'm so glad you offered it. But I need to leave for another appointment."
I gathered myself and my belongings .next time I'm sure riding that dick!