M/F ~ Age Gap ~ Older Man Younger Woman ~ Boss Employee ~ Oral Sex

A Blowjob for my Boss

He’s so hot and he helped save me from a bad situation. So, I had to thank him… with my mouth.

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Pamela

No one could ever believe it when I told them what my job was, just because I was a woman.

It wasn’t that hard to be a female construction worker, but everyone seemed to think it must be.

For me, though, it was good money I could use to save for college, and it beat retail or burger flipping any day.

The worst part was getting all the stares from people. There were the incredulous stares — people passing by the job site or seeing me in my gear at the grocery store after work — of those who seemed to think I was a unicorn or a freak. And there were the lustful stares of the men on the construction sites.

There was only one person I didn’t mind — or even liked — staring at me like that, and it was my boss, Larson Piper. He supervised our projects and although he was always very professional, I could sometimes feel his eyes on me.

But I really couldn’t complain because they were a beautiful shade of dark green, the same color as some of the marbles I used to play with in my childhood, and he was built like some kind of Greek God. He had sandy brown hair, broad shoulders, a tall stature and of course he was totally ripped and tan from all his time spent outside working.

He wasn’t the type of foreman to just stand around and bark orders at us and be lazy. No, he liked to get his hands dirty, joining us to mix cement or lay concrete or bang nails with hammers.

There were others who I hated staring at me, though. Today, as I worked on our latest project, I could feel Larson’s eyes on me. And I could also feel Tim’s eyes on me, and those were a lot less welcome.

Tim was a new brick layer who had started last week. He seemed to ogle me a lot more obviously than the other guys, who sometimes just glanced at me.

It was my job to explain to Tim how to mix the cement, but as my arms turned circles, he only seemed interested in learning how to stare at my breasts that were jiggling as a result of my movements.

“Hey there,” Larson said, squatting down and joining us. “How’s it going?”

“It’s going great,” I said, trying not to blush at him as I smiled.

That was a lie. Kind of. Things hadn’t been going great, thanks to Tim. But now things were going superbly, thanks to Larson being this close to me.

“I’m glad to hear that,” he said, staring at me — but at my eyes, not my breasts, like Tim was.

I wouldn’t mind if Larson was staring at my breasts, but in a way, I was glad he wasn’t, because I didn’t know how much more heat I could take — and I wasn’t just talking about the mid-day sun beating down on me.

Just being near Larson made my panties get soaking wet. I didn’t want to turn into some kind of nympho if I were to find out he was as interested in me as I was in him.

I had never had sex before, and I would like to lose my virginity to someone like Larson. Someone who was older, more experienced, strong, confident and in control. Not to mention handsome as fuck.

“Get a room, you guys,” Tim said, rolling his eyes and shattering my fantasy.

“Hey,” Larson snapped at him, in nearly a growl. “That is not appropriate.”

“Sorry,” Tim said, mumbling. “It’s just that I have some questions about what I’m doing with this, and your attention seemed to be… elsewhere… and not on me.”

Larson and I both glared at Tim. We seemed to both know that what he was really upset about was that my attention was on Larson and not on him.

I was glad he had backed down from his accusations, though, because I knew it would be bad for both Larson and me if Tim reported us to HR at Headquarters, though. I needed this job for my college tuition, which was due in September if I wanted to start my first semester. And obviously it was Larson’s livelihood.

“If you have questions, why didn’t you ask Pamela?” Larson asked Tim, nodding at me.

“Well, she’s… you know,” Tim stuttered.

“She’s what?” Larson asked, his tone of voice sounding protective as his shoulders shot back in defence of me.

Go ahead and say it, I dared Tim, silently. Say I’m a ‘girl.’

“She’s… less experienced than you are,” Tim finally spit out.

Now it was Larson’s turn to roll his eyes.

“Well, try asking her first and if she doesn’t know, then call me back over,” Larson told Tim.

He nodded at me as he turned to go, and I swear he even winked a little bit.

Pamela

I hadn’t thought my panties could get any wetter, but now they were positively soaked. I blushed but told myself to act professional.

“What was your question?” I asked Tim, as Larson went over to check on how the foundation was coming.

“Will you go out with me?” he said back.

“No way,” I said, disgusted.

“Fine then, your loss,” he said, with a scowl.

I couldn’t believe what a hypocrite Tim was being, chastising Larson for allegedly paying too much attention to me, right before turning around and outright hitting on me himself.

I thought about asking Larson to take me off of training Tim, but I didn’t want to be an annoyance. Plus, I thought, as I watched him mix concrete that was way too thin, and try to slab it around on the trowel that it quickly ran off of, as if it was some kind of cake batter instead of the necessary ingredients to hold up a building, I doubt he would last long at this job. He wasn’t nearly as good at is as I was.

“I’m going on break,” I announced to Tim.

Then I turned and asked my nearest co-worker, “Hey, can you supervise him? He’s been working on concrete mixing but you can show him how to lay the bricks. We haven’t really covered that.”

“Sure,” the guy — I think his name was Travis — said, shrugging.

He sounded kind of annoyed and I didn’t really blame him. It was never fun to have to slow down our work to teach someone new. Not to mention someone who was as dumb as Tim was. But I had put in my time — I wasn’t supposed to be the only one stuck training newbies, but the task often landed in my lap, probably because I was the only woman around here, and a nice one at that — and I needed to pass that responsibility to someone else for a while.

When I got back from my break, I was glad to see that Tim was involved in the task at hand with Travis. I picked up with my work for the rest of the afternoon. I noticed that Tim kept looking at me, and so did Larson.

Obviously, I was always quick to turn away from Tim’s gaze. But I let my eyes linger on Larson’s handsome green eyes, or travel down to his muscular arms, his strong chest, his long legs. I could have sworn he winked at me, but I just blushed and turned away, because I didn’t want to be wrong and wink at him in return, only to have him freak out and wonder why his subordinate was so obviously flirting with him.

Plus, several times that it happened, Tim was near him, and I certainly didn’t want him to think the wink was intended for him.

But when my shift ended and I said goodbye to Larson, he raised his hand and smiled at me as he waved, and there was no mistaking that he was flirting with me.

“Have a good night,” he said. “See you bright and early again tomorrow.”

His tone suggested he was really looking forward to it. As was I. I took a long cut home because I really wasn’t in a hurry to get there. My stepfather was really strict and required me to study college courses even though I wasn’t yet in school.

My mother was so head over heels in love with him still — they had only married last year, and my mother had been lonely for a long time before that, since my dad had left when I was young — that she didn’t care about my complaints about him.

Plus, there were some beautiful poppies in a field off an alleyway that I liked to walk through, just so I could check on their progress. Whoever planted them certainly came here frequently to tend to them, and they were growing tall and pretty.

I was happy to see that they were just as gorgeous today as they had been yesterday. They were not very far off the main path, and I was always afraid someone would pick them all and run away with them.

I bent down to smell them, but the smile soon evaporated from my face when I heard a low voice say, “While you’re down there…”

I looked up to see Tim peering down at me.

“What are you doing?” I asked, straightening up my stance.

“Oh, come on,” he said, grabbing me and pulling me close to him.

“Stop it,” I said, stepping away from him.

He had a hold on my shirt, and my motion caused some of it to rip off.

“Hey!” I protested. “Just what do you think you’re doing?”

“Please,” he insisted, rolling his eyes. “You don’t think I don’t know you want this? I saw you continually looking at me today at work. You want me bad. You want me to suck your cock.”

“I do not!” I protested.

“How do you explain the fact that you kept looking at me then? Throwing me those ‘fuck you’ eyes?”

“Actually, it’s none of your business, but it was Larson I was looking at,” I told him. “Not you.”

“Oh,” he said, shrinking back as if he was feeling dejected.

But then he must have thought better of that reaction and decided to get angry instead.

“Look here,” he said, grabbing me and pulling me against him. “I know you think it’s cool to be a cock tease, but you’re going to pay.”

“Hey!” I yelled, suddenly very scared.

“Don’t you want to suck my cock?” he asked.

“No!” I shouted.

“Because you want to suck our boss’s cock?” he taunted.

“What’s it to you?” I asked him. “What if I do?”

I was talking tough, but I was frightened nearly out of my mind.

Just then, though, Tim’s face jutted out to the side as someone punched him.

“What the — ?” he said, seeming as confused as I was, until both of us saw that Larson was there.

He had just hit Tim in the face! And Tim was staggering backwards, hurrying to get away from Larson.

“Yeah, that’s right, run away, you little bitch!” Larson yelled at him. “And don’t come back to my job site. I don’t want sexual harassers or abusers around!”

“Oh, my God,” I said, glad to see Tim running away. “Thank you so much!”

“It was no problem,” Larson said, nodding at me. “Are you okay?”

“Yeah, I think so,” I told him.

The only problem seemed to be that I was now more turned on than ever. I knew it was a strange reaction to have, since I had just been in danger, but I loved how Larson had rescued me. His earlier defensive reaction to Tim on the job site had made me swoon — he’d been so protective of me. And now he had just potentially saved my life.

But I couldn’t help but blush as I wondered how much he now knew.

Had he heard me to confess to Tim that I was hot for my boss?

Larson

How dare that asshole Tim do this to Pamela?

I knew he was an inept employee and a fucking douchebag on top of that, so I had already been thinking that he wouldn’t last long. I had actually been on the look out for reasons to fire him and I had started to think that his shoddy workmanship and basic incompetence might be good enough ones.

Still, though, I hadn’t expected him to go this far — not at all, and certainly not today. But then again, my head had been filled with fantasies about Pamela, after she and I had been exchanging flirtatious looks and comments all day.

The chemistry between us was off the charts hot and I was anxious to light a fire with her, to phrase it politely. I knew I shouldn’t get together with my employee, but I was determined to make it happen. There was no way anyone could turn down her luscious curves and feisty personality.

It had been quiet when I finally got off work. As the boss, I was always the last one to leave the job site. And today I had decided to call it a day after the mercury passed 100 degrees. I threw my hard hat into the back of my truck and headed home. An ice cold beer was really going to hit the spot.

But as I had passed an alleyway on my way home, I thought I saw Pamela standing there, which was strange. I told myself I was just seeing things, because I only wished it was her, and that she and I could hook up now that we were done with the workday.

I had slowed down and stared harder, though, and that was when I had realized that it was her. And then I saw Tim walking up to her in a creepy way. When I saw her bend down to smell some flowers without realizing that he was there, I realized things might go south quickly.

I’d stopped my truck on the side of the street and gotten out of it. Then I’d jogged over there, just in the nick of time, because he was soon manhandling her, the asshole!

As I approached, I heard her telling him that she wasn’t into him, that she was into me — but I didn’t have time to focus on those words that would normally make me so happy. I just went into full protective mode, trying to knock that guy’s lights out.

Lucky for him, I didn’t hit him hard enough, and I guess that was a good thing, as I didn’t want to get sued. Still, though, I was glad I had scared him enough to make him scramble the fuck away from us.

“I can’t believe that jerk did that to you,” I told Pamela now, putting my finger under her chin and raising her face to me so that I could make sure she was okay.

She didn’t have a scratch on her pretty face, luckily, although she did have that tear on her shirt. She also had a lovely little dimple on her chin, and I couldn’t believe how well my finger fit into it.

She smiled and said, “I’m okay now. Really.”

I realized I had been staring. The truth was, I couldn’t look away. My star employee looked so fucking hot, her eyes flashing a pretty shade of blue as she looked up at me, swaying slightly as if still in a daze.

“You don’t seem totally okay,” I told her. “Do you need a ride home?”

“Oh, my God,” she said, hugging her shirt tight to her. “I don’t think I can go home right now. My stepdad would get one look of my torn shirt and tousled hair and think the worst. He’s so strict. He might just kick me out. And I don’t have anywhere to go until the fall, when I start school.”

“Let’s go to my house,” I told her, immediately, without really even thinking about it. “You can get cleaned up there. I have another t-shirt there that you can put on. He’ll never know a thing was wrong.”

“Okay,” she said, smiling gratefully.

I was taking my employee home with me.

It wasn’t the way I had expected, but it was happening.

And I couldn’t feel happier about it if I tried.

Larson

About half an hour later, I was making some dinner for Pamela and myself while she was showering. I would be lying if I said I wasn’t turned on and hoping that somehow this could go somewhere between us. But, more than that, I was surprised by how I was feeling so protective of her.

I was usually a player, and it wasn’t like me to want to take care of a woman. Especially not one as strong and independent as Pamela was. I was glad I could help her out, and my feelings of desire were mixed with new feelings I didn’t even recognize.

Could it be love?

Whatever it was, I felt drawn to protect her, provide for her, and take care of her. I also couldn’t deny my primal urges to make love to her, though, of course.

“Hi there,” she said, coming into the kitchen and wearing only the white t-shirt I had given her.

I tried to pick my jaw up off the floor. It was long enough to fall to her thighs, but it was still sexy as hell on her. Her hair was dripping wet, and her nipples were obviously hard under the slightly see-through shirt.

“Well, hello there,” I told her, trying hard to hold it together. I was used to being in control, but she had a way of making me come undone. “Feeling better?”

“Mostly,” she asked, and I swear her eyes said, “but you can make me feel even better.”

I told myself I was just imagining it.

“Your shower was great,” she told me. “It really hit the spot.”

“Glad to hear it,” I said, telling myself to ignore the fact that what she had just said could be a euphemism.

“Yeah, your whole house is so amazing.”

“Thanks,” I told her. “I built it myself, of course.”

“How long have you been in construction?” she asked me.

“About twenty years,” I told her.

“Wow.”

I couldn’t ignore the fact that she must have been working out our age difference.

“I didn’t know you were…” she started to say, but quickly trailed off.

“That old?” I asked her, laughing.

“No, no,” she said. “Not that old. Just, older than me, is all. But that’s okay. Twenty years gives you a lot of time to learn things and get experience.”

Once again, I told myself that I was just imagining that she was so interested in me that she would be speaking in euphemisms.

And I told myself that I was not about to hit on her after what she had endured.

Sure, there were sparks between us — and maybe even something a lot stronger and more sentimental — but those could be explored later.

But then she asked me a question that sent everything flying in a different — and much better — direction.

“I’m really embarrassed,” she admitted, looking up at me. “But I just have to know. Did you hear what I had been saying to Tim, before he turned into a complete asshole instead of just the half- asshole we always knew him to be?”

“I… um…”

Now was my chance. She was looking up at me, batting her eyelashes with a cute combination of innocence and challenge. I knew that if I played this the right way, I could have her.

And fuck, I wanted her.

Badly.

She was no longer just the sweet little girl I’d hired.

Nor was she the woman on the site who turned out to be tougher than a lot of the men.

She was coming on to me.

And I liked it.

“Maybe,” I told her, hedging my bets.

Her cheeks flushed bright red, so I hastened to add, “But don’t be embarrassed. I know that Tim was being crazy, and you were just trying to scare me off.”

“Well, what did you hear me say?” she asked.

There she was batting her eyelashes at me again.

“Something about the fact that you were flirting with me, not him,” I told her.

To my surprise, she nodded, confirming what I’d said.

I decided to press my luck a little further.

“That you want to be with me, not him.”

“That’s right,” she said. “I think it’s pretty clear we’ve been, um, feeling things for each other. And I want to thank you for what you did.”

She didn’t have to say it twice. I turned off the stove and took her hand, leading her to my bedroom before she could change her mind.

Now that I had the go-ahead, I was in complete control. Normally I wouldn’t have hesitated to get her into bed, but she was so much younger than me, and my subordinate at work.

We really shouldn’t be doing this, but I didn’t fuck care anymore.

She was better than that punk, Tim. She deserved a better cock in her mouth than his. She deserved mine.

And that was exactly what she was going to get.

Larson

I pushed the door wide open to my bedroom when we got there.

I took my shirt off of her and got a great view of her big, full breasts. Her little nipples were standing at attention for me, and I loved it.

I reached out and took them into my hands, running my fingers over her nipples.

“That makes me feel much better. And I hope it’s sufficiently thanking you, Larson. Mr. Piper,” she moaned.

“You really are a little temptress,” I told her, smiling.

I liked how she was using the “Mr. Piper” line.

“And that’s boss to you,” I told her. “And you’ll remember that when we see each other at work tomorrow. But maybe if you keep letting me have my way with you, it will sufficiently thank me for today.”

She stood there, looking hesitant now, head down, putting a hand up as to cover her naked body.

Maybe I took it too far, I thought. I shouldn’t have reminded her that I was her boss and that we’d have to see each other at work after this.

But then I caught the sly, sexy smile and I realized she was just role playing. She liked what I was saying and wanted more of it.

“What do you think you’re doing?” I asked, moving closer to her.

“I just thought you might want to-,” she stammered, a hint of fear in her voice.

“Yeah, yeah, you see me looking at you at the job site. So, you think I want to fuck you?”

She squirmed, still trying unsuccessfully to cover herself up. I reached out and pushed her hands away, unable to tear my eyes away from her gorgeous body. I loved how curvy it was.

Her boobs were round and plump. God, they looked so good. I had never seen tits as nice looking as hers.

“Mr. Piper.”

I looked up at her, almost forgetting that I was ogling my own employee.

“I’m sorry, I know I shouldn’t be doing this, but I can’t resist. I’m really used to taking what I want. And I know you want it too…”

“I do,” she said.

“I want you to tell me what you were telling Tim,” I instructed her. “I heard some of it but I want to hear it straight from you, to me.”

“I was saying I didn’t want to do anything with him. In fact, I wanted to do it with you. I wanted to know how it might feel to suck your cock.”

My dick almost broke through the front of my pants. I couldn’t believe she’d said it. The way her mouth formed when she said the word “cock” was the sexiest, sluttiest thing I’d ever seen. I wanted my cock head disappearing into that mouth.

I just stared at her for a moment.

She smiled back and reached for my belt buckle.

“What are you doing?” I asked her, wanting to make sure she was really this ready and willing to let me have my way with her.

“I told you, Larson. Mr. Piper. I want to know how it feels to suck your cock. Don’t you want me to suck it?”

Oh my God, if this was a test, I was going to fail it badly.

If this was some set up for a sexual harassment lawsuit, I would most definitely fail it.

“Umm…” I couldn’t think, because her hands had made light work of my belt and now were unbuttoning my jeans.

She giggled softly as she struggled to get the zipper over my iron hard cock.

“Larson. Boss. Help me!” She whispered softly in her sweet voice.

She dropped to her knees as I moved like a zombie, obeying her, fishing my cock out from my briefs. It stood proud and tall, hard and thick in front of her face for a moment, and then she wrapped her little fist around the shaft and slid her mouth all the way down the length of my ten-inch shaft.

Fuck. I was seeing stars. Her mouth was wet and warm and soft, and her lips were stretched tight around my dick.

“Oh, Boss.”

My employee moaned like a whore as she pulled her lips up my dick, catching on the rim of my cock head.

“Oh, Baby. Grrrrr.”

The groan escaped my lips, as did the words.

I hadn’t meant to call her that.

It had just come out.

I was gone.

There was no stopping now.

It was going to end either with my cock in her cunt or my cum on her face.

Either way, she was going to get a load of her boss’s jizz.

Fuck.

She sure knew how to suck.

Her hands went around to grab my ass as she pushed her face down onto my cock again. My cock head grazed the back of her throat and I thrust forward, making her gag.

“You’re really going at it, aren’t you?” I asked her.

“Yes,” she said, letting herself loose, and I loved it. “I’m your little slutty employee and I love sucking your cock.”

“Yeah, take it, slut.”

That’s what she was right now. Usually she was my sweet but strong employee but right now she was saying she wanted to be my slut and I was going to take advantage of it.

“Take your boss’s cock, you little cumslut. Take it deep. Choke on it.”

I’d always liked it rough, but I knew I was more experienced than she was, but she seemed more than eager to learn. If I was going to teach my employee anything, it was how to take a cock like a pro and love it.

“Oh, Boss,” she choked as she tried to swallow around my cock.

“No, don’t swallow, Baby, but relax your throat and let my cock slide all the way into it. Get it wet with your spit… you need to know how to take it all the way in.”

“Yes, sir,” she hummed into my cock.

I pressed on the back of her head and rammed my cock into her mouth, deeper and deeper. Her spit dripped over my cock and onto my balls. The sound of them, wet and slapping against her chin, was filling the room, turning me on and making it all the more depraved.

“Is this what you wanted, Babygirl? Is this how you thought it’d feel, sucking my cock?”

“Oh yes, Boss, I love it,” she tried to murmur around my cock.

“I’m going to teach you more than how it feels to suck a cock. Is that what you want? Do you want to know how it feels to take a real man’s cock in your cunt and in your ass?”

She moaned as she nodded, sending vibrations down my cock.

Fuck, her mouth felt good, so slick, wet and juicy, and I wasn’t going to be able to hold back.

“Babygirl, you’re such a good little employee, your boss is going to cum so hard.”

As if she read my mind, she moved her hand from my ass and cupped my swinging balls. squeezing them softly in her little hand.

“Oh fuckkk,” I said, as I felt the cum shoot all the way along my cock.

She pulled her mouth off at the last minute and caught my cumshot all over her face.

“Ohhhhhhhhh, Baby, I’m cumming, keep stroking my cock…Don’t stop.”

Her little fist gripped my dick hard and jacked me, milking more and more cum spurts from the head of my cock.

She leaned in and wrapped her sweet little bruised lips over the head of my dick and sucked the last drops of cum into her mouth.

My cock jerked at her touch, still sensitive from cumming so hard.

I wanted to see my handwork. I lifted her chin and she smiled at me, my little employee’s face dripping with my jizz. It made me hard again just looking at it.

“Did I do it well, Boss?” she asked shyly.

“Oh Baby, you’re a born cock sucker.”

I helped her up and handed her a towel, watching her clean her face, completely at ease. Now that my initial urge had been sated, I took a moment to really look at her.

She was born to fuck. Her tits were juicy, heavy orbs, standing above her tiny waist and a tight, firm, fleshy ass that looked like it could take a week of fucking. I couldn’t think of her pussy yet, or else I’d blow my load again on the spot.

She turned back to me when she was done, wrapping her arms around my neck and planting a hard kiss on my mouth.

“Mr. Piper! You’re the best! Thanks for letting me suck your cock! I really am feeling much better now. It’s just what I needed, Boss.”

I smiled at her, glad to know that she was still my sweet little employee. My sweet little fucktoy is what she’d be from now on, though. And I was going to make sure she knew it.

I had never felt like this about a woman. But I wanted to claim her and make her mine — not just now, but always.

The End. For Now. Click here to read Part 2 of this story — I came inside her while I took her virginity.

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