I Still Dont`t Feel Better.... 2

Mary insisted on dropping me off at the airport the next day. She kept reminding me of my promise to her. "Mary, you are beginning to sound like a broken record. You don't need to keep repeating yourself"  

"I just wanted to make sure you remember." she said 

"Mary, you have nothing to worry about. I thought that by now you would have learned to trust me. Don't worry, I will keep my word. Just don't worry. Okay?" 

Mary nodded as she pulled over at the airport. Just then, my boss's SUV pulls up behind us. I had thought Mary would drive off after I grabbed my bag. But rather she came down from the car and hugged me. 

"Come on baby, it's just for three days." 

I don't know why but I could feel the boss lady watching us. Mary really did that on purpose, obviously marking her territory. then she whispered into my ear  

"Adam, that's the same SUV that dropped you off that night. So I'm guessing she's there right? Now you better french (KISS) me else I will make sure you don't go anywhere."  

See? I knew Mary did that kissing thing on purpose. I couldn't help but smile at her naivety. I held Mary by the waist and kissed her back. Mary does not understand these things. When another woman wants your man, not even fucking him in front of her can stop her. The boss lady's door opened and she came out of the car and our eyes met. It was a very awkward situation  I must say. My eye in the boss's eye and my lips in Mary's mouth? I broke the kiss and took Mary by the arm and led her to the the car, I opened the door for her to get in and she drove off. I turned around and Ms Trish, the boss lady was gone. I guessed she had made her way to the departure hall. I did same after checking in. A few minutes in the waiting hall, boarding was announced. I stood up and joined the the rest of the travelers while still looking around for Ms Trish. She was no where in sight. As I stepped into the plane, there she was, on the front row of the Business class. Our eyes met and she gave a mischievous grin and looked away. I made it to my seat in the economy class. My colleagues were already seated and I sat next to them. We exchanged pleasantries and talked a bit about work and our mission to the refinery. An hour later, we landed and realized there was a cab waiting to take us to the hotel. I looked around and wondered where the boss lady was. She was nowhere in sight. The three of us got into the cab and left the airport. It was a Five Star standard hotel. I got to my room and called Mary to inform her I was doing okay. Meanwhile, after my colleagues and I got to the hotel and we parted ways. I discovered my room was two floors above theirs. I became hungry and decided to go to the restaurant instead of ordering room service, I chose to take a look around anyway. I got to the restaurant and there she was again. My boss was already there. I walked up to her table. "You know, if I didn't know any better, I would say you are following me." I joked and she laughed. 

"Thank goodness you found that funny. I didn't know you could smile. You really need to do it more often," pointing to the chair beside her I said "May I?"

She smiled again and said "Sure. You may."

I pulled out the the chair and sat down. 

"So, what are you having?" I asked her 

"Finally Adam, some confidence. I thought you lacked that. You always act nervous every time you see me. I was beginning to think you are a man with no balls." 

Ok that was inappropriate but I played cool. 

"What do you expect boss lady? You look mean all the time. Okay, maybe not mean, Just too serious. Besides, you are my boss and should be respected." I said 

"Are you trying to say you don't respect a woman unless she is your Boss?" she asked. 

"No, no, no. I didn't mean it that way. Of course I respect women"

Ms Trish and I had lunch and we talked like normal people. It felt very nice to interact with her outside of the work environment.  I realized she wasn't such a bad person like we thought. Maybe my colleagues and I have been wrong about her all along. Her smile made her even more beautiful. 

"Can I ask you a question?"  

"As long as it's not official, go on" she replied

"What's your story? Who are you? I mean, apart from being the CEO of BELLON OIL, who is Ms Trish Bell?" 

She smiled, sipped her drink and replied 

"Now that's a handshake getting to the elbow. I won't answer that today. Maybe some other time" 

She got up and walked away. We were done with lunch after-all. I watched as she writhed her waist behind her. I felt my cock throb just imagining what I could do to her butt. I soon snapped out of my lustful thoughts. I reminded myself of my promises to Mary. I left the restaurant and decided to go to the bar for a drink. There she was again, sitting on the high stool by the bar counter. I grabbed a high stool close to her's and sat down. 

"Now you are the one following me Adam. What do I have to do to get rid of you?" She said. 

"Na, I'm not following you. I'm just trying to get rid of the boredom here." I replied. 

"Well, speak for yourself Adam. I have an occasion to attend in the next few hours. So I won't be bored for long." she said 

"An occasion? What a coincidence. Same period you are in town for the Inspection?" 

"No Adam, its no coincidence. I didn't want to come to this town twice. And our company was supposed to do this inspection weeks ago. So when I got the invitation to this occasion, I decided to kill two birds with one stone. Smart moves right?" 

I smiled and said "You are the boss right? So yeah, not a bad move at all" 

Few minutes later, we went our separate ways. I got back to my room and decided to kill time by calling Mary. She was in her family house. We spoke for hours on phone teasing each other and laughing at eachother's jokes. Then I heard a knock on the door, I told Mary I will call her back and I hung up the phone. I wondered who that could be, I wasn't expecting anybody neither did I order and room service.  

"Who is it?" I asked in a loud voice. 

"Open up Adam" a female voice answered. 

I opened the door and it was Ms Trish. She was dressed in a long red gown with a slit that was long enough to reveal her fair laps, sliver high heel sandal. She had a sliver  clutch purse in her left hand and a suit pack in her right hand.

"What are you doing here? I though you'd left already?" 

Throwing the suit pack on my bed she said "Put this on Adam. You are coming with me." 

"Coming with you? To where? Why?" I asked in shock.  

"I don't have time Adam. The car to pick us is here already here. Dress up and let's go. I will explain in the car. See it as part of your official assignment" 

I sighed and picked up the suit bag, unzipped it and brought out a black Tuxedo. I took off the t-shirt I was wearing then I remembered she was still there looking at me. I turned to her and said "Do you mind" pointing at the wall. She understood and she turned to face the wall. I quickly dressed up and we headed to the elevator and proceeded to the Range that was waiting to pick us up. After we got in, there was this silence in the car. She didn't say anything. I became very uncomfortable. I decided to break the silence 

"You owe me and explanation!" 

"Relax Adam, you are only my date. I didn't want to go alone." 

"And you couldn't tell me about this earlier? We were together this afternoon. Didn't you think I have a choice? What if I didn't want to go?" 

No Adam. I didn't give you a choice. I knew you would come with me. Who wouldn't?" 

She was so arrogant in her response. She didn't see it as a big deal. I can be anything but not any woman's tool. She's right I wouldn't have refused. But she shouldn't make it look like I'm at her beck and call. Especially when it wasn't official. She is my boss but we are far from her company now. I was so pissed at the way she treated me and I was not going to have it. It was a long drive from the hotel. It was dark and I had no idea where we were. Finally, we pulled over at a Civic center. I noticed a lot of dignitaries going into the place. We got out of the car and I didn't even bother to take her hand. I was still very upset. I saw a fine gentleman with a pretty lady on his arm walk up to Trish. 

"Hello Trish Bell" he said with a sarcastic smile." 

 I pulled back a little to observe what was happening. I noticed Trish's face grew pale. She suddenly became nervous as if she was embarrassed. The fine gentleman continued 

"Long time no see Trish. How are you? Meet my elegant wife and mother of my two boys. I must commend you still look good. Don't tell me you are still single? You haven't been able to hook a man after I broke your heart in school?" 

Turning to the lady he was holding, he said

"Honey meet Trish. My ex back then in Havard University." 

The lady stretched her hand and shook Trish's with a smile that said "He dumped you for me, loser." And she pouted her mouth in a way that her lip said "suck it!" 

My tigress of a boss lady was humiliated. I saw a waiter walk by with a tray of glasses filled with champagne. I grabbed two glasses and waited to see how that humiliating show will end. The gentle man continued "So Trish, where is your husband?" Trish looked as if she wanted the ground to open up and swallow her. I know Trish is a mean woman but she didn't deserve what she was getting. She began to stammer. Okay, I had seen and heard enough. I pushed through behind the gentleman "Baby, I've been looking everywhere for you. I went to get us drinks" and I planted a wet kiss on a shocked Trish who quickly responded and kissed me back. It was a long kiss she didn't expect it and she didn't hesitate to push her tongue into my mouth. After we broke off the kiss, I turned to the gentleman and stretched my hand to give him a hand shake "Hello, I'm Adam. The husband to the sexiest woman in the world, I just love her" turning to Trish I said 

"Sexy, this must be that your fling in Harvard University right? I can recognize him from the pictures you sent me back then. I never forget a face. He hasn't changed much. Oh maybe his pot belly has disfigured him a bit but not much" I said as I sarcastically tapped his stomach. "Hit the Gym sunny!" 

I noticed how embarrassed he was and, trying hard to suck his stomach in.  

"My name is not sunny." he said angrily with a lot of irritation. But I quickly ignored him and I turned to his wife, "Hello pretty face. You look familiar" as I shook her hand. The gentle man quickly interrupted me saying "I'm sure you don't know her"

 I noticed the lady had become very nervous. She had the exact same  look Trish had before I joined them. I stepped back and grabbed Trish by the waist, pulling her close to me. I said to the gentleman "Yes you are right. I'm sure I don't know your wife. She looks like one girl I had a fling with in the university. Her name was Marlena. She was had a tattoo on her right shoulder" just then I noticed the lady was struggling with the scarf around her neck trying to cover her right shoulder. And the gentle man's mouth hung open. The embarrassment on their faces was priceless. Trish's face lit up in glee. Grabbing her hand, I said to them "Excuse us please, I have to take my sexy lady to the dance floor" looking at the lady I said "Bye Marlena. Nice to see you again" 

Trish and I walked away. We could hear the couple arguing and we laughed like mischievous school kids. 

"Where did you learn to do that?" Trish asked

"Do what? Rescue a damsel who was being humiliated by an old flame? Any body can do that, even a mistreated employee." I replied

"Wow! That felt like something from the movie scene. I still can't believe it. It's impossible. Tell me I'm not dreaming." 

she said in excitement. It felt good to see Trish so excited. She was laughing uncontrollably. 

"Did you see the way they argued after we left? Maybe she told him she was a virgin when they met." Trish mocked in a loud voice. 

"Lower your Voice. You are shouting" I tried to calm her. 

"Oh please don't kill my moment Adam. I'm too happy. I can't help it. I wish I had a camera to record that scene so I can watch it over and over again. Thank you Adam. I owe you a lot. How can I ever repay you?" she asked. Now that got me thinking. What can I ask of her? What could she do for me? I gave it a little thought as we danced the Waltz on the dance floor. 

"Maybe you can give me anything a woman gives to a man while on her knees. Considering how bad you have treated me, I think I deserve that." Honestly I wasn't thinking. Those words just came out. Trish was surprised, although she hadn't figured out where I was heading to. 

"I don't kneel for any man. Never! All my life I've never asked any man for anything not to talk of kneel or beg." she said with so much pride. 

"Well, there's always a first time. Think of something you can give me while you are on your knees. And let me know. And if you won't do it, I can look for that fine gentle man and and tell him the truth. Then we can make fun of you together." 

I joked with her and she agreed to think about it. She was still very happy about when happened earlier. She wriggled her body to the Waltz in the finest way I've ever seen. She was the center of attention, every man starred at her beauty and every woman envied her, for her beauty and for being with me the most handsome man at the event, me of course. Finally, she said we should leave. Our ride was waiting and we got in and headed back to the hotel. She was quiet again, I guess now she had no more use for me and was back to being the Boss Lady. I ignored her too and got busy with my phone. Actually, busy doing nothing. Then Mary called, I picked up and spoke with the love of my life, I said a lot of sweet things to her, telling her how much I missed her and wished I had traveled with her. I noticed the boss lady was green with envy. But what did I care? I am her employee but this is not the office. The driver pulled up at the hotel and she didn't even wait for the car to hit park when she opened the car door and got out leaving me inside. She shut the door so madly with a bang. I smiled to myself as I got down from the car and told Mary I will call her the following day after we finish the inspection. I went up to my room, took off the Tuxedo and put it back in the Suit pack. I quickly took a shower and decided to go have a drink at the bar. As I stepped out of my room, the door to the room opposite mine opened too. Turns out the boss was directly opposite my room. This was no coincidence. I ignored her and closed my door and proceeded to the elevator. 

"Where are you going Adam?" she asked 

"None of your business Ma'm" I replied. I was tired of her arrogance. I was tired of her talking to me only when she felt like it and ignoring me when she felt like it. We were not in the office so I owed her nothing.

"Why are you rude? What? You can't answer a simple question? I see you are letting this whole thing get into your head. I'm still your boss!" Trish said. I quickly interrupted her

"Listen to me young lady, I may be your employee, but that's in BELLON OIL COMPANY. Look around you, we are not there just incase you have forgotten. You only have power over me when it has to do with the company. So save your chauvinistic attitude till it has to do with work okay?" 

She didn't behave like what I said got to her one bit. 

"All I asked was where you were going. How does what you just spat out answer my question?" 

I can't believe it. This woman is just a disaster. Anyone would be hurt by what I said but she didn't give a fuck. She maintained her straight face. I felt defeated. So I just respond 

"I'm going to have a drink at the bar." 

"I've got a mini bar in my room. Let's go there." she ordered. She didn't care about my response. As if she knew I would go with her. Pretending not to understand what she said I asked "Are you inviting me to your room for a drink?" I just wanted to be sure it was a drink she was inviting me for. By this time, she had already turned her back and walked back into her room. I followed her. As I gazed at her behind. She was wearing a red knicker that was so short and revealing her laps, with a white tank top and her pony tail as usual. I walked in through her door and looked around.  It was a suite, a big parlour and a big bedroom with a mini bar. She asked what I wanted to drink and I told her spirit. She brought me a glass and sat next to me with a glass too. She was quiet again. I broke the silence. 

"So are you back to being the mean boss lady again or are you the humiliated damsel I rescued? " 

She smiled. Seeing her smile made me relax. It meant I could talk to her. So I went on. 

"What's your story? Who are you? I know your name is Trish Bell, and you are the CEO of BELLON OIL COMPANY. Thanks to that Jerk, I found out today that you went to Havard University. I also know you got your heart broken. So it's not like you never had a heart. It was broken and in a mean way too. What did you do to him that made him treat you so bad?" I asked her. But she just kept smiling. 

"Tell me something Adam, what can I give you on my knees? If you hadn't gotten your promotion letter, I would have presented it to you on my knees." she said with a grin. It was obvious she changed the subject and I didn't want to push it. I sipped my drink and we both laughed.

"Maybe you can pray for me on your knees while I watched." I teased and she laughed. 

"That's silly Adam. That's impossible. Tell me really, what do you want. I told you I would do anything and I will keep to my word. Trust me."  

She sounded really nice and she was really beautiful. I couldn't help starring at her laps. Her skin was flawless and light. I began having naughty imaginations but I kept my calm. I noticed my cock grow in my pants and I decided it was time to leave. I got up quickly and said "Good night" as I headed for the door. 

"Hey! Hold on Adam. What's the rush?" she got up and walked up to me. "I'm not naive neither am I stupid Adam. I know what a woman can give to a man kneeling down. Even though I don't kneel for any man, but after what you did for me tonight, I think you deserve whatever you ask for. So come and claim your prize. You've  earned it." 

She took me by the hand and I followed her like a complete idiot. I knew where this was headed and Loved it but I remembered the promise I made to Mary and decided not to go through with it. I walked out of her room and I knew I was going to regret not grabbing that opportunity. I was in my room in no time and I couldn't help the bulge growing in my pants. I was as hard as a rock. What do I do about this hard on? I tried massaging my cock through my pant but it got worse. I thought about the opportunity I was giving up on. I remembered Trish said after tonight she owes me nothing. Why would any sane man give up this kind of opportunity? I thought about her laps and her big boobs. I thought of the dream I had about fucking her in her office. It made my situation even worse. I got up and took off every piece of clothing I was wearing and laid naked on the bed. I slept off after so much frustration. I ended up having a dream of the boss lady  again.

'She was in her office and I walked up to her and ordered her to suck my cock because she owed me. 

"Are you kidding me? You're not serious! Are you?" she said as I went over by her table. I undid my belt, she could see I was erect. She thought about it for a moment and then got down on her knees.

"You are serious! Here?" she said with eyes wide as she unzipped my pants and unsnapped the snap. She pulled down my underwear slightly and I felt her warm hands touch my cock and pulled it out.

 "Kiss it!" I told her.

"I can't believe you wanted me to...that you are going to make me do this."

"This...and a whole lot more. You see women look so beautiful this way, it is a bit of submission and I can see your tits so nicely. Now take it in your mouth."

She hesitated a second, then kissed my cock's head before opening her mouth and taking it in. 

"That's good. Suck on it," I told her unnecessarily as she obeyed me her head bobbing up and down on my cock as I ran my hand through her long hair. All those months of fantasizing were now becoming reality, I thought I'd be disappointed but I was not.

"Now open your blouse, I want to see your tits."

She quickly opened her blouse, I helped her slide it off. Without being asked to she undid her bra.

"Now play with them while you suck me off. Don't be shy! This is just the start of it all," I reached down to feel her tits she held my hands against them, her nipples were hard. She started to take me deeper bobbing her head up and down faster and faster. As much as I wanted to slow it down I also wanted to cum. I asked her to lick the whole underside of my shaft from top to bottom and suck my balls. I ordered her to pinch her own nipples demanding she do so harder and harder until I could see the pain on her face.

"I will give you a choice, either in your mouth or on your face and tits," she hesitated as I said it but continued to suck me off. When I finally could not take it anymore I blew my cum in her mouth she sucked my cock even harder until I was dry. Then, finally, she kissed my cock and put it back in my pants.' 

I woke up and I found myself covered in sweat. I hated the fact that it was a dream when I had the opportunity to get a blow job from the boss lady the previous night. I consoled myself with the thought that it must have been for the best. 

Time for the refinery inspection came and I suited up and met with my colleagues by the car sent to pick us up. One of my colleagues asked where the boss lady was and I was surprised he asked me. "Why ask me? Did she tell you I'm her body guard?" I responded rudely. And he simply said sorry. We got into the car and headed for the site. On reaching there, the boss lady was no where to be found. We got delayed for over three hours. I was so pissed and my colleagues were agitated. They were worried about her where about but I wasn't. I knew she just wanted to piss me off and remind me she was still the boss irrespective of what happened last night. What a Bitch! We got to the site by 9AM. And we sat there for three hours. We asked the driver that took us there to take us to where we could have lunch. By the time we got back from lunch, the boss lady was just being driven in. Without even offering an apology she asked how far we have gone with the inspection. We told her we were waiting for her and she was furious. 

"I thought the three of you were capable? So what have you been waiting for? Three grown executives can't carry out an ordinary inspection without a woman? I am disappointed in you people. I want this to be a stress free inspection, get it! No bullshit. Let's do this and get the hell out of here! One of you should call the head office to get those financial and projective revenue stats together for us to make the bid after the inspection so we can get things going!"

I couldn't believe she just said that, so much arrogance around her. Such impudence! 

While my colleagues apologized to her I was fuming with anger but I managed to control my rage. She was my boss after all. Agreed, Trish was undoubtedly attractive, well bred but just too arrogant. The hosts at the refinery gave us a tour of the site. All the while we walked around, I didn't say anything. After we concluded the inspection, They gave the boss lady an office so she could deliberate  with her staffs. We were excused by other inspectors and workers and the photographers. Leaving the boss lady, my two colleagues and I. I was still very upset about the way Ms Trish spoke to us earlier. And while they deliberated on the issues of the refinery, I was quiet all through the meeting. To my surprise, the boss lady asked my colleagues to excuse she and I. That she wanted to discuss something confidential about the refinery with me. And that it had to do with my department in the company. She also asked them to inform the photographer to come in and join us. After my colleagues left, Trish gave me an angry look and said,

"What is wrong with you Adam? You are are not doing the job you were sent here to do. What's your cold attitude about?"

"Attitude? Are you making this my fault Madam? Look at the way you treated us in front of our hosts after you stood us up for hours. Please don't turn this around. I don't need to say anything here. By the time we get back home, you will get my report on your table." I replied.

"So now what? What are you expecting? An apology? You want me to apologize for being your boss?"

"I don't need your apology Ma'm. I have inspected the site and my report will be on your table."

"Don't be rude Adam, I am still your Boss!" She rolled her eyes and scoffed at me.

"And that's the only reason I am still here talking to you. I would never tolerate this kind of attitude from any woman. I could never condone a Bitch" I retorted.
 Next thing I knew, she raised her hand to slap me but I caught her fist just before it hit me. I pulled her close to me and said 

"I don't know the kind of men you have dealt with in your life but you will never raise your hand against me again. Don't you dare. If you must fight me, do it with a pen. Give me a sack and......"

There was a knock on the door, it was the photographer, my colleagues and our hosts. Trish and I comported ourselves and put on fake smiles. After she inspected the pictures of the sites, she asked the photographer to excuse us. Again, we were alone and funny enough I couldn't wait for the photographer to leave.

"You are so mean! Who do you think you are? I stand up for you when people badmouth you! I try to be human enough to understand and convey to people that you're an incredible person to work for. Hell! I even stood up for you last night. Doesn't that mean anything to you?" I said trying really hard to be calm. 

"Kissing my ass isn't going to make me feel better about what's been going on lately." she said angrily and tried to leave again as she pushed me but I held her tightly by her fist and pulled her back up to me. 

"I'm not done talking to you Boss Lady. Being a bitch isn't going to make you feel better either. Tell me something, why have you mistreated me right from the first day you set your eyes on me? Where did I go wrong with you?"

She tried to struggle but I held her tighter and pulled her closer. 

"What are you doing Adam? Are you trying to muscle me? You better let go of me." she said with fire in her eyes.

 "Right from the first day you saw me, you've been so antagonistic towards me. You've disrespected me, belittled me and humiliated me. What do you want from me? Go ahead and tell me boss lady."

She struggled again and looked away.

"Look at me when I talk to you. Do you just hate me or are you just attacking me to cover up for the attraction you feel towards me?"

She struggled again and I noticed she was breathing fast. I looked at her chest and her breasts were rising and falling with her breaths. 

"Let me go Adam. You are hurting me. You don't know know what you are saying. Let me go you savage" she said, her voice wavering.

"I know you want me Trish. Just admit it. All those attacks are to make me notice you. I get your juices stirring right? Admit it" I whispered in her ear.

"Adam, I will pretend this never happened and I promise you won't lose your job if you let me go right now" she retorted with more fire in her eyes. Small grunts and yelps were emitting from her throat as she continued to struggle.

"I don't see you screaming for help Trish. You know you want me. You've always wanted me. I'm sure after that day you saw my cock hard in my pant, you've thought about me. You wanted to feel my cock inside you. Why didn't you just ask me to fuck you." I whispered again.

"You are a sick bastard. I will make sure you are fired and then I will throw you in jail. You will regret this." she spat.

"You know what Trish, let me make you a deal. I bet your pussy is dripping wet right now. Let me feel your pussy and if you are not wet right now, I will tender my resignation letter to you with an apology." I pretended as if I wanted to put my hand under her skirt and she pushed her butt back.

"Don't you dare lay your filthy hands on me Adam." She grunted.

"Why Trish? What are you afraid of? Are you scarred I will find your pussy dripping with your juice? I know you've not gotten the image of my fat cock out of your head. You've wished to see it real and touch it. Right?" I asked her but she was silent.

"I know you are attracted to me Trish and you wish we could fuck. You've always been susceptible to my charms. What would you do if I told you I am attracted to you too?" She looked at me. Starred me in the eyes for a few seconds in disbelief and then she looked away without saying anything.

"Yes Trish. I am attracted to you too. And I've always wanted you. The only thing that stopped me is the woman in my life and the promises I made to her. But now I can't help it, I've dreamed of your pussy in your office. And just last night, I dreamed of you sucking my cock. Thinking of the dreams make me hard."  Taking her hand to my cock which was already very hard I pushed my hard cock through my pant into her hand. "Feel it! That's what you do to me. Remember that night you saw me in the office with a hardie and a wet pant? That day dream was about you. I was fucking you hard in my dream and it felt so real."

"The woman in your life? So what are you doing here? You can't even keep your promise to your Fiancée. That speaks very low of you. Get away from me."

I observed her body language. Her breathing increased and her hands were trembling. Our faces were only centimeters apart, so she was practically breathing on my face. Her high heels made her almost same height with me. 

"Please stop, if you wanted it that much why did you run last night? You are not man enough." Trish said with careful enunciation. Her throat was closing up, threatening tears, and she clenched her jaw in an effort to hold them back.

"Well, I wasn't sure you would come through."

"You made the right decision by leaving. I was planning on humiliating you after you took off your pants. I just wanted to defeat you by seeing you naked. I could never want your cock. You disgust me. Now let me go you pig."

"You don't mean that do you?" you want my cock inside you, right? Common, say it. Say you want me. Tell me how bad you've wanted us to fuck. You know, it doesn't take a rocket scientist to figure you out." I whispered again in her ear. She struggled again, pushing in vain at my arm and looked away.  

"Say you want me Trish"

"No! Let go of me you Bastard! For god's sake, someone could walk in" She whimpered. 

With my left hand still grabbing onto her right fist, I took my left hand to the back of her head and forced her to faced me. 

"Afraid of being caught yeah? I don't care what happens after now Trish. I just want you to respect me as a man. And if you can't, I will resign. I'm tired of it Trish." 

I pulled her head to the side, bringing her ear to my mouth, I blew fast air into her ear. She shook her head wildly.  

"Look at me!" I waited until her panicked eyes were on mine. Then I said "That's it. I know you are not scared, if you were, you would be screaming at the top of your voice and calling for help. Maybe you like the risk factor just like I do" again I turned her had and pushed her ear to my mouth and then I pushed my tongue into her ear and flickered.

"Adam please stop" she begged.

"Shhhhh, just relax. We both want this. It's obvious" I said with my mouth still in her ear. Then I pushed my tongue into her ear again. She stood still as if she was numb. I took my right hand to her breasts and massaged them one after the other.

"Please stop. You are wrinkling my shirt" she pleaded again. I stopped because she made a point. I took my hand to her big butt and grabbed it for a few seconds then I moved to her thighs.
"Spread your legs" I ordered.
  

"No!" she replied

I pushed her against the wall, just by the door. I lifted my right leg and pushed it between her legs. I pushed my knee in between her laps. 

"Spread your legs Trish" 

Again she said "No!" I dropped my leg and took my right hand to her laps and lifted her skirt. She shrugged again. "If not for your ruby red lipstick, I would be chewing on your lips now but we don't want to ruin it so the people outside won't know " She didn't say anything. All I could hear was her  breathing. Pushing my tongue into her ears again to distract her thoughts, I roamed my hands on her thighs till I found her crotch. I felt the silk thong she was wearing. It had an elastic band all around it, making it very stretchy. I grabbed the thong and pulled it as far as it could go. Then I released it. With speed, the thong returned to her pussy with a slap. 

"Goodness! Please stop it" she whimpered. 

The struggling seemed to diminish a little. I then reached down and rubbed her legs. They were so toned, and I could feel the slight perforation between her quadriceps and hamstrings as I reached from the front to the back of her thighs. Then I went for the hot spot. I grabbed between her legs. I couldn't believe it! Her crotch area was wet.........through her pants. She actually soiled her thong. It was completely soaked. I grabbed it and pushed it to the side. Her pussy was so wet. I don't know why I was surprised. 

"You are so fucking wet," I said bewilderingly. "I guess I will be keeping my job after all. Remember our deal? You lost! Your pussy is all wet and covered in your pussy juice. You are wet enough to drown a cock with your pussy" I teased her. Her breathing increased. I rubbed her wet clit with my finger 

"Mmmmmm" she moaned with her mouth tightly closed. She was fighting not to moan. She wanted to be brave trying to hide the pleasure-laced embarrassment as she ultimately became an active participant in her own debasement. 

‎But then I pushed my middle finger into her wet hole. I twisted my fist to enable me rub my thumb on her clit while my middle finger was still in her pussy. By this time I knew she wanted me to finger fuck her but instead, I just left my middle finger idle inside her pussy while my thumb rubbed her clit. Her legs began to shake.

"I bet you want me to stop yeah?" I asked sarcastically. "I'm sure you hate what I'm doing right now as much as you hate me and you want me to stop right? Go ahead Trish tell me to stop right now and I will stop." 

She didn't say anything. That was a sign that I had won. I slowly began to insert my index finger into her too. Her pussy felt tight on my two fingers. I began to push my fingers in and out of her wet hole. Finger fucking her pussy as her juice dripped all over my fingers, dripping to my palm. A deep breath escaped her as she sighed in relief, quelling her near insecurity.

"Oh my god! This is not happening to me. Adam what do you think you are doing. Oh yeah!" she began to moan.

"Now unbutton your shirt. I want to see your tits" I commanded. She quickly unbuttoned the first three buttons and brought her breasts out of her bra. They were just as I imagined. Just as I saw them in my dream. Her nipples morphed from being flat, to becoming a miniature thimble, surrounded by several hard, goose bump-like dots. Her entire areola was erect. I began to suck madly at the sight of this while she gasped, suffering from an overdose of pleasure.

 First I sucked her left nipple while my left hand played with her right nipple as my right hand was in her pussy with my two fingers driving in and out of her.

"Fuck yeah!" she moaned. "Adam, you will regret this."  Her voice trembling.

"Oh fuck! Please don't! Stop! No!" her words were not coherent so I couldn't tell if she saying Don't stop or Stop. I nibbled hard on her nipples and her legs weakened the more.

"That's sending insane stinging pains to my clit!" she exhaled, slightly slurring her words. "It feels so good!" I pulled the other breast out and gave the right tit some attention as well. "Ahh.....ahhh.......ahhh...." she moaned.

"Now tell me Trish, what can a woman give a man while she is on her knees?" I asked.

"Oral sex" she whispered.

"Well, since you didn't give it to me last night I can give it to you if you beg me to. You love giving orders right?"
She nodded.  "You told me you've never had to beg a man for anything right?" She nodded again. "Well, I'm one man ladies beg. So are you gonna beg me or not?" 

She mumbled something I didn't hear.

"What was that? Speak up else I walk out on you right now" I said

"Please don't go. I want you. Please finish this. Make me cum." she moaned

She spread her legs wider and began to rock her pussy on my hand with my fingers still fucking her pussy.

"Don't worry, I will make you Cum. I'm a gentleman. I never abandon a lady midway. I will take you there. But I won't give you my cock. You've treated me so badly. I don't know whether to forgive you or not. But I will make you cum." 

I squatted in between her legs and I began to ventured down to her moistened thong. I looked up at her, seeing two incredibly hard nipples with her face in between. I throbbed more. I could smell the sweet and nutty goodness of her scent on the thin material of her thong. I used my fingers to find and rub her clit. When she reacted to my finding it, I began licking it through her pants. The imprint of her pussy was prominent through the inseam. I lapped at it with my tongue while she squirmed. Her breathing became a little more labored. She began to twist her hips, in an effort for me to get more leverage on her hungry clit. Then she lifted one of legs up.

"Dammit!" she yelped, as she jerked upon the first contraction of her orgasm. Her face displayed an almost painful expression. "I'm fucking cumming! I can't believe you are doing this" I kept licking on her ever-so-sensitive pussy. Her hard, square-like personality truly began to soften. The sophisticated composure that she prided herself in upholding began to weaken. 

"Damn you, you're taking me. I can't believe you're taking me. I'm cumming" 

Someone's taking control of her was what she wanted. What she NEEDED. She denied herself this pleasure for fear of persecuting herself for letting her guard down. Her leg began to tremor violently, releasing work frustration, sexual suffering and deprivation, lust, the personal anguish, and surrender. Built up stress, resulting from the resentment and anxiety of being an authority figure (who was forced to surrender by a subordinate) was leaving her cognizance. "Ohhhh fuck......." she uttered, in an almost frustrated tone, like the orgasm almost wasn't enough. Withdrawing my face from her pussy, I got up and inserted two fingers into her pussy and finger fucked her hard and fast. She rocked her hips and fucked back. She panted, and panted harder, with slight wheezes at the peak of each breath. She began grumbling as the hot sensation of her orgasm began.

"Son of a bitch!" she exclaimed, clinching her teeth. Her cum gushed out onto my hands. I watched as she quickly covered her mouth to prevent her from screaming. Fear of being heard gripped her. My hand was covered with her cum. I gently withdrew my fingers from her pussy. 

Suddenly we heard voices and foot steps. She began to button her blows quickly and I brought out a kerchief and wiped my hand and handed it to her. She quickly wiped her cum off her laps and adjusted her skirt, then her hair. She rushed to the table and grabbed a file, sat down and began fanning her face with the file even though the air-conditioning was cooling. I went back to my seat to hide my hard-on under the table. As soon as we heard a knock on the door, she began talking. "So Mr Adam, as I was saying, we still have to send the plant engineers for final inspection. I don't know why they were not included on this trip" The door opened, my colleagues and the hosts came in.

"Has somebody called the head office?" she asked my colleagues. "Yes Ma'm" they chorused. 

"So what took you guys so long? I've been waiting for you people to return like forever" she scolded them. And they looked at each other with confusion in their eyes. Even I was confused because she didn't ask them to return neither was she waiting for them. But I was impressed she handled it well. They suspected nothing. She congratulated us for a successful trip and then she got up and walked out of the room leaving everyone else behind. We got up, exchanged pleasantries and left too. My colleagues and I got into our car and the driver took us back to the hotel. They both talked about the site but I was silent. My mind was enveloped with the thoughts of what just happened between the boss lady and I. I went up to my room and called Mary on phone. She asked how the inspection went and I told her what a mess the boss lady had caused. I vented my anger to her and she said sweet things to calm me down. I knew a part of Mary was happy that things were not going too well between Trish and I. I could sense it in her voice. I grinned after we talked and I hung up the phone. I felt very guilty because I had promised her I was never going to cheat on her again. But I couldn't help what I was feeling. I wanted more of Trish. I felt like a magnet was pulling me to her. I wanted to live the dream I had about her in the office. I wanted to do a lot of things to her, I wanted to make her submit, I wanted to Seduce her and make her beg me to fuck her. I couldn't help wanting more of Trish. To make the matter worse, I only had tonight before we all go back to base. After I took a shower, I went down to the restaurant to have an early dinner. I couldn't help looking around for Trish and didn't see here anywhere. I went to my room and thought of going to her room to check on her but I resisted the urge to do so. I ordered for a drink from the bar. I was so engrossed in the thoughts of Trish. Why couldn't  I get that woman out of my head? Even after making her submit today, I wanted her more. I wanted to make her scream. It was not really an urge for sex, call it a task or wimp if you wish. I opened my door to peep down the hall way, I saw a waiter carrying a tray of wine to her room. That was a good sign, she's in her room. I will wait for him to open the door and I will go in as he's coming out. I saw him knock, she opened, he went inside, about a minute later, I saw him come out. Before I could get to her door he shut the door. I don't know when I exclaimed "Damn it"  The shocked waiter looked at me with curiosity wondering what I was all about. I looked back and smiled. I waited for him to keep walking away, then I knocked on Trish's door. I heard her respond from the inside, "Hold on, I'm coming." She took a while so I knocked again. This time she yelled aggravated "I said I'm coming. Are you deaf?" As she turned the door handle, I heard her say "What? Did you forget something?" I guess she thought it was the waiter that came back because she didn't bother to ask who it was neither did she look through the peephole to check who it was. She opened the door a bit and stood behind it, then she popped her head out and said "What?". To her surprise, it was Adam she saw instead of the waiter. She was shocked. I smiled. "Hey Trish, Can we talk?". 

I said. She began to stammer,.

"Umm He-he-hello Adam. Umm I'm no-no-not decent"

"I don't mind Trish. Do you?" Without waiting for a response, I pushed the door open and went in. I turned to look at her. Obviously she had just come out of the bathroom. She was wearing a very short bathrobe. It barely covered her lower body. I couldn't help staring at her smooth laps and and the water dripping down her legs was so sexy. She felt embarrassed and struggled to pull the bathrobe to cover her big butt. She looked pretty uncomfortable and I liked it. She finally found: her voice, "Adam, what are you doing here? I was actually thinking of coming to see you."

"Oh really? I waited for you. I looked for you every where.?" I said.

"And why were you looking for me Adam?" She sneered at me  and walked back into the bathroom. "That rubbish that happened this afternoon must never happen again. It was despicable and disgusting. It should never have happened. I hope you have your resignation letter ready?" she said in an unfriendly tone. Who does this woman think she is? I was getting pissed again.

"Oh Trish, come on, you've got to be kidding me. Did you say despicable and disgusting? But you had no problem cumming on my tongue. If you were so disgusted, why didn't you cry for help? Why didn't you scream? There were people outside the door. You could have alerted them."

"Adam, I was weak. I won't deny that. But it can never happen again. Just get your resignation letter ready. I don't deal with injudicious beasts" She retorted.

I was amazed. I can't believe she's talking like this.

"You are such a bitch Trish. Go to hell!" I growled

"Hell? I already vacation there. As if working with your likes wasn't bad enough. Now please leave." She came out of the bathroom and walked to the wardrobe. She opened the wardrobe door and and stepped behind it. Acting pretty busy. I felt she was putting on some undies.

"You just love annoying me Trish. I know your kind."

"My kind?" she asked.

"Yes, Spoiled, privileged and undisciplined."

"Undisciplined? Ha! And I suppose you're going to discipline me?"

"If you want."

"If I want? What the hell is that supposed to mean?" I didn't respond verbally. Rather, I stared at her, looking straight through her. Her breathing quickened. "What? What are you staring at?"

I moved closer to her, so close she could feel the heat coming off of me. She knew she needed to back away, but her legs held her firmly in place. He said nothing as I leaned into her, continuing to look at her almost like a prey. 

"What are you doing? Get away from me." She screamed.

"I won't let you do this to me again"

I was no longer listening to her. Instead, I moved even closer to her taking her face in my strong hands, lifting her mouth up to meet mine. She tried to pull away and I pulled her closer. I parted her lips with mine, moving my tongue deep into her mouth exploring every inch of it. She hesitated, then kissed me back, Our mouths moving in perfect motion. I took my hand and moved it to her waist, forcing her body up against mine, so she could feel my cock becoming rock hard in my pants. She tried again to squirm away, but the more she did, the more I tugged her closer.

I reached up to the top of her robe, bringing it down a bit on a shoulder to expose one of her breasts. The air conditioner, combined with my touch immediately made her nipple erect. She pulled her mouth from mine and told me to stop. I smiled and moved my mouth to her breast moving my tongue in a circle. I softly suckled on it using my hand to massage it at the same time. I nibbled on it, which caused her to moan. I knew she was wet underneath her robe. I knew her pussy ached for me and I loved it. She again asked me to stop, but this time her voice weaker and in a whisper. "Adam, stop. Ahh stop it."

"You have treated me so horribly from the beginning. What can I do to earn your respect?" My breath was on her ear as I spoke. My hands continued to explore her body.

"You took advantage of me this afternoon. Now you are doing it again. Stop it. Stop!" Her voice was dripping with sarcasm.

"You don't know what responsibility is, do you? You have to take responsibility for your actions." She pushed at me, cursing me, trying ‎to get away.

"What? You don't like the truth?"

"Shut up Adam."

"Oh come on. You've never had to take responsibility in your life. You are just a spoiled bitch"

"Let me go."

"Turn around."

"What? Fuck you."

"Ah Trish, you've always had a dirty mouth. Unattractive."

"I don't care. Move." She tried to push me away.

"I told you to turn around."

"I told you to fuck off."

I had had enough of her mouth and her disrespect. I flung her around and pushed her head down onto the table. 

"Stop it, let me go!" she screamed.

I didn't. Instead, I raised up the back of her robe, exposing her bare ass.

"No panties? What the fuck were you doing behind the wardrobe door? I thought you were putting on some undies? Now I'm sure you want this. You left your ass bare for me Trish. I knew you were dirty."

"I am not!" Her muffled voice shot back at me.

"Shut up." I shot back. She squirmed until she felt the first smack, and then moaned as it burned through her. She tried to speak again, until I‎ smacked her one more time with my open hand. "You need to learn. Your mouth, your behavior...it's done. I'm tired of all your rubbish." I spanked her again, hearing small yelps as I did.

"I swear you piece of shit, you're done. I will have your job, your house if you have one...everything you own. Even your Fiancée will suffer it. I will make your whole family pay. I swear to you Adam"

"Ohh Shut up Trish. You know you love it. You provoke me on purpose so you can see this side of me. You are just a bitch. You didn't complain this afternoon." 

"You took advantage of me Adam. You forced me."

"Oh really? But you had not trouble cumming on my tongue. Why didn't you scream for help? There were people outside the door."

"You are a sick bastard."

There was a chair by the table, I pulled it over and yanked her by the hair as I sat on it. I threw her body over my knee and spanked her furiously. 

"You keep acting like a child, you will be treated like one. Enough of all your humiliations and looking down on me" I continued to spank her in discipline until she begged me to stop. I grabbed the back of her head, pulled her head up slightly.

"Are you done acting like a baby?

"Yes."

"Good. Now get on your knees."

"No"

"I said get on your knees Trish"

"And I have told you before that I don't kneel for no man. Never!" I got up from the chair and undid my pants. I took out my fat cock, very rock hard and erect. All 8inches. I held it in my hand and pointed it at her. I watched as her eyes lit up. 

"Trish, tell me the truth, can you resist this juicy cock? Aren't you dying to taste this cock?" Surprisingly, she nodded. "But you say you don't kneel for a man. I guess we are done here. You don't fucking deserve my cock." I pulled my pants back up and pretended to leave.

"Adam, wait." She called.

"What Trish? You want my cock?"

She nodded. "Yes please"

"You are such a slut Trish. You are begging for my cock. So you really want this cock? I told you that you will beg for it didn't I? I bet your pussy is dripping more at the sight of this fat cock. Now get on your knees slut. And suck this fat cock or I walk. Get on your knees. Show me how much you want this fat cock"

She quickly did exactly as she was told, and knew what was coming. She positioned herself in front of me, on her knees, wetting her mouth, watching as I undid my pants again and removed it and tossed it aside. I sat back .on the chair and guided her mouth to my cock using only my eyes. She looked at me as she explored me with just her tongue, starting at the bottom of my shaft and up to the head. She cupped her lips around the head, swallowing the pre-cum, letting it drip down the back of her throat. I again took hold of the back of her head, pushing her mouth back onto my cock. She took as much as she could of me, letting the tip hit the roof of her mouth, then back as far as she could in her throat. I was almost surprised at how good she was at this just like she was in the dreams I've had.

"Oh fuck! Trish you suck like an experienced slut. Fuck you are good."  She moved her head up and down, first cupping the bottom of my cock, then releasing her hands to massage my balls. My cock was hard and her mouth was hot and wet, making it a perfect fit. "Oh my god!! You are nailing it baby. Suck my cock and balls. Show me you deserve my fat cock."

She moved her mouth to my balls, taking them gently into her mouth while I moaned. 

"Damn! You are such a good slut. Suck that cock bitch." 

Her tongue traveled behind my sack, tasting every inch of me. She brought her mouth back up to my cock, lusting after it while I reached down and pinched her tits. Her robe still yanked up, she stood and tried to sit on me. I couldn't believe it. Trish was desperate to have my cock inside her pussy. She actually wanted to ride my cock. What a bitch!.

"Oh no. Not yet." I denied her what she wanted the most.

"Why?" She asked. Disappointed. 

"Don't talk." She stood in front of me silent. I slowly removed her robe, so she was completely vulnerable to me. I took my hand and moved down her stomach to her pussy, placing one finger inside her as she stood. I removed it, put it in my own mouth and smiled. "Tastes as good as it did earlier. Even better" 

She knew better than to say a word, and guided my finger back inside her. I pumped them in her several times, making her crouch on my hand as I was finger fucking her. I removed my finger to replace it with two, but before I could, she took my hand and put it in her own mouth, sucking her own juices off off my fingers. 

"Yes, it does taste good." She said.

I was unbelievably turned on by watching her do this. I moved my hand back to her, put two fingers inside her and watched as she arched her back enjoying what I was doing. She begged me to fuck her. 

"Please Adam, fuck my pussy. Please fuck me hard. I can't take this any more. Fuck me." 

Every time she did, I would tell her no, and I felt her get wetter and wetter on my hand. I moved my fingers around until she moaned, and I knew I had found her G-spot.I played with it, flicking my fingers around in a circle, watching her squirm. She could barely take much more. She brought her leg up on the back of the chair so her pussy was right next to my face. 

"Adam, please eat my pussy. Lick my clit just like you did at the refinery. It's safe to scream her. Please don't say no. I'm dying to have you taste my pussy. Please." 

"You have a beautiful pussy for such a naughty girl." I said before I dived into it, loving that it was shaved and there was nothing keeping me from tasting her. My tongue darted from her clit to her pussy lips, the back to her clit again. She moved closer, making it so I was able to put my tongue inside her. I did that over and over and then lap at her entire pussy which engulfed me.  She brought her leg down and stood in front of me again, this time playing with her tits and begging me again to fuck her.

"Adam, why won't you fuck me. Don't you think I deserve your cock now? Fuck me please."

"No! Fuck yourself."

"What do you mean by that?"

"Touch yourself. Let me watch."

"No."

"Should I put you over my knee again?"
  

"No. I will do it."

She went on the big bed and laid on her back. She spread her legs and displayed her pussy to face me. She grinned and put her fingers inside her. She had never felt her pussy like this before. Sure, she had masturbated before, but never with her fingers inside of her. She was surprised at how soft it was, how spongey, and how inconceivably wet she was.

"Do two fingers."
 

She did as she was told, and then added a third to achieve the girth she was aching for. I went to the bed and sat next to her so I could have a close view. I took my cock in my hand and wanked myself as I watched her fuck her pussy with her finger. It was so sexy. She was on the verge of coming when I stopped her.

"Turn around."

She immediately did as she was told. She turned, laid her chest on the bed and spread her legs wide for me hoping I was going to enter her. Her desire was finally fulfilled when she felt the tip of my cock pushing into her. 

"You're so tight". I whispered

I pushed harder, almost ripping her as I entered her from behind. I pushed again, this time thrusting myself into her and caught onto her juices which covered my cock. Making it easier to push into her, I fucked her hard, grunting as I pounded inside of her. I  reached up and slid my hand between the bed and her breasts, grabbing them, squeezing them, abusing them in my grip. I reached down and played with her clit again, pushing hard and rough until she had to cum. As her moans increased and her breathing labored, "Adam, you have killed me. Fuck me harder. I'm cumming". I took my hand and rubbed her entire pussy then used my fingers back up on her clit. Back and forth until she screamed and I felt my hand covered in a hot sticky mess. I leaned his face close to her and talked in her ear.

"You like this, don't you?"

"Yes."

"You are a dirty whore aren't you?"

"Yes."

"You like being taken." With each question my pounding became harder, jamming her ‎hips into the side of the bed.

"Yes."

"Tell me the truth, how long have you wanted my cock?"

"From the first day I saw you."

"Do you love my cock?"

"Oh god! Yes I do. It's so big and juicy."

"Are you enjoying my cock?"

"Yes, I'm enjoying your cock. I'm loving your cock."

"Do I fuck you well?"

"Oh yes! You fuck so well."
 

"Are you my slut?"

"Yes! Yes! Yes! I'm your slut. I will be your slut anytime you want."

"Will you do whatever I want?"

"Yes, whatever you want."

I ground into her several more times, before abruptly stopping, and slamming her to her knees.

"Suck me off."

Her desire to taste me was insatiable. She didn't tease me or move in slow, she merely ravished my cock into her mouth. I grabbed the back of her head and fucked her mouth like I did her pussy, hard – deep – fast until I was ready to explode in her mouth. She was turned on again tasting herself on my big hard cock.

"Yes, Slut.........yes....take it. Suck that fucking cock"

Her moans were muffled as I came in her mouth, shooting my hot liquid straight into her throat. She didn't move away, she just took it like I instructed her to do. She left me in her mouth until I was done, licking me clean, not dropping a single drop anywhere but down her throat. When I was clean, I pulled her to her feet and kissed her aggressively. We both collapsed

 on the bed, panting and gasping for breath....... 


         To Be  Continued...................©