her dress and found her panties, which I ripped from her body. They fell to the floor. I kissed her even more aggressively and then I lowered her body onto mine. She gasped inside the kiss letting out a little, squealing moan as I penetrated the wet lips below me. Her tight pussy wrapped around my cock and embraced me as I entered her. Her body lowered down on my dick as far as it could.
I held her there and began to pump wildly away at her succulent pussy. She was tighter and wetter than I ever thought possible and she was taking my nine-inch-long, three-inch-thick dick inside of her without any complaints. She loved being filled with me. I could feel it.
I pushed harder and harder inside her. I couldn’t believe that this was actually happening. It was even better than I’d fantasized about the past few weeks. It was addictive, the way she felt sliding up and down on me as I held her in place, fucking her as hard as I could.
She hugged me tighter and whispered in my ear, darting her tongue in the canal and kissing me, suckling at the lobe and grunting with every violent thrust of my hard cock.
“You like that pussy? Is that what you want? Yes… fuck it… fuck it…”
Her breathy words poured into my ear and set my soul ablaze with a fiery passion I could not remember. I fucked her as hard and fast as I was physically able to. My body was screaming for release, to ease up on the mayhem I was forcing it through, but I held on. I was In-charge of this ship. My body would do what I wanted.
We came together a few moments later almost instantly. I flooded her tightness with my hot, salty seed, and she lapped up every drop of it within her body, holding it for a minute or so before I finally began to withdraw from her.
I slumped to the floor with her on top of me. I was still inside of her. The two of us lay there on the floor together for several minutes. Neither one of us said anything. Nothing needed to be said. What had just happened was not just two people who needed sex from each other. No, we’d awakened something between us that I wasn’t sure would stop anytime soon. I couldn’t explain it, but I couldn’t wait to get another taste of it.
And listening to the softness of Julie’s breathing while she laid on top of me, I had a feeling that Julie felt the same way.
6
Julie
I couldn’t believe it.
That actually happened. We had sex. I had sex with my boss, with Tony Caplan, and it was the most amazing night of my life.
All of the passion I’d felt for him, the desire, the brutal lust I’d been harboring for the past few weeks had finally come to life between us. It was there and it was like some volcanic eruption of intensity. After it was over, I couldn’t wait to get back and to do it again. I needed it. I craved it.
We laid there on the floor together most of the night, the two of us asleep half in and out of our fancy clothes covered in the sweet oils and scent of sex. And when I woke up, I didn’t want to get up. I wanted to stay right there with him. I loved the way he held me, the way he looked deeply into my eyes and let me know that he saw the real me. I couldn’t hide from him. As far as he was concerned, I was totally transparent. I was an open book, and I was fine with that. I wanted him to see right through me, to read me, and to know exactly who I was and what I needed. I had never wanted that from anyone before.
What was happening in my head? It was all so confusing, but in a beautiful way.
The past few weeks had been a whirlwind. Seeing Tony in the hallways, him often going out of his way to speak with me, finding out little nuggets about each other, and seeing that sparkle in the eye growing and growing with every new experience. I couldn’t wait to get to work each day just to see him.
And so far, he was very pleased with my work. He’d personally told me that several times. And I knew that he was being honest