M/F ~ Dirty Daddy ~ Age Gap ~ Boss/Employee ~ Forbidden Sex

Giving My Boss a Blowjob

We had to sneak in a quickie when no one was looking… and boy was it fun!

Carrie

Ever since my work’s office Christmas party, I’d been hooking up with all three of my higher-up bosses so much that I had seemed to lose track of time. But just like that, the last day of work before Christmas vacation had arrived.

I’d been trying to act nonchalant and get through it without looking suspicious.

I knew my friend and co-worker Sandra had warned me about gossip around the office and I was a little bit afraid of what would happen if other people found out for sure that I was with my much older bosses. But if I could make it to the break without being found out, I was pretty sure it would blow over.

Our office did have a New Year’s Eve party and it would be hard to stay away from my three hot bosses then. But I’d worry about that when the time came. For now, the goal was to keep my head down and my nose clean.

My plan seemed to be working until I got back from lunch. I’d only run down to Subway and grabbed a sandwich to eat at my desk so that I could finish up all my work before going on break. But when I got back to the office, my supervisor called for my attention the second she saw me walk through the door.

I would have loved to sit down first to eat my Philly cheese steak sub before I had to go anywhere, but she said that I was needed on the tenth floor immediately.

“What’s so urgent on the tenth floor that I can’t even take a bite of my…?” I started to ask, but I didn’t get to finish the question before someone else interrupted me.

“Just in time! Let’s go, Carrie.”

Wait, what now?

The someone who had interrupted me had a very familiar-sounding voice.

My supervisor left and Seth called me into the elevator he was standing in.

Now my worlds were colliding faster than I would have thought possible.

It was hard to believe that yesterday I was with Clay and today, I was standing side by side with Seth inside the elevator.

“Well, hello there. I get to have my date with you now,” he told me excitedly, kissing me as soon as the elevator doors had closed.

Telling myself that no one could see us in here, I kissed him back with a fervor.

But then I broke away, panting slightly, to ask him the important questions.

“I feel like you kidnapped me from work. What’s going on? Where are we going?” I asked, half excited, half worried about what would happen to both our jobs if we were found out.

Yes, Seth was high up in the company, but he still reported to a Board of Directors… and to HR.

“You’ll soon find out,” he said, not sounding nearly as worried as I was.

When we got outside, we walked a few blocks away from our office building and I tried not to shiver in the cold December air because I was afraid that if Seth put his arm around me, someone from work would see us. It wasn’t long before we ducked into a storefront though… and it turned out to be a photography studio.

“What in the world?” I asked, feeling like I was repeating this question a whole lot today.

It was definitely the most surprising day I’d had since… well, since I’d let all three of my higher-up bosses share me at the office Christmas party!

Seth just smiled at me without answering. Then someone came out from the back, armed with festive holiday-looking costumes. She dressed up Seth as Santa Clause and me as a reindeer.

“Now you’re ready for your couples’ shoot,” she announced.

“What?” I looked at Seth, still feeling confused.

“I wanted to show you what a lovely couple we make,” Seth said, his mouth grinning above his beard.

Then he bent down to whisper into my ear outside the earshot of the photographer: “Plus, now we’ll have evidence of you being my naughty little reindeer that only this Santa can ride! The other two guys will be so jealous.”

The sound of cameras clicking soon filled my ears. I felt shy being photographed but I had to admit that Seth looked good in every photo. It was like he was born for this. He wasn’t even trying.

I would never get tired of staring at his handsome face and chiseled body that showed from underneath his tight-fitting suit. In some pictures he looked kind and wise, while in others he looked charming and handsome.

I still couldn’t fathom how he could manage to change so quickly from adorably cute to a tempting dreamboat. The duality was insane! Maybe it was his dimple that did the trick.

As if I was having hot flashes, I felt extremely warm when Seth came out of the dressing room with only his underwear on, in between shoots. It seemed like this photoshoot fit his personality well. He was the perfect example of hot and cold — from being all covered up by a Santa Suit to being almost naked except for body paint when he posed as an elf.

I loosened the button of my elf costume’s blouse and grabbed a handheld mini fan that the photography studio had on display as a prop. I thought I saw Seth smirk for a second. I found the veins that were popping out from his big, strong arms to be incredibly attractive.

I tried to focus on his face, but my eyes betrayed me, and they kept looking down at his bulge instead. I got hungry and then I realized I hadn’t eaten the sandwich I’d brought to the office earlier. For every glance I made at Seth, I took a big bite!

But as he smiled at me while he changed into the other costume, I realized it wasn’t just that I was hungry for the sandwich. Lust burned inside me, and I wanted to devour Seth!

Seth:

Maybe this photoshoot wasn’t the best idea for a mid-afternoon date, but I liked to be full of surprises. I had hoped that Carrie wouldn’t think it was too weird and that she wouldn’t be too bored. It seemed that although she was initially confused, she was now having a ton of fun, so — mission accomplished.

During costume changes and then even while we were on set, I took side glances and noticed her eating. It was pretty hard to miss each time she opened her mouth wide and took a big bite of her sandwich. While remembering what else I liked her to devour, I felt myself getting a hard-on despite my best intentions to keep this date relatively PG.

I wanted to show her I had romantic feelings for her and that we would be great as a couple. But I couldn’t help the sexual desire I felt for her. My cock was always on high alert whenever she was around, as if it was notifying me in blinking lights: “Caution: Curves Ahead.”

I looked at her once more, and she did the same thing.

Damn!

I started to feel myself getting even harder. I couldn’t believe that my body was reacting to how she was eating a fucking sandwich!

As we were taking another picture, I closed my eyes for a little while and saw Carrie shoving my cock down her throat. I could feel my underwear bulging.

At this rate, my photo would end up with a dick slip! I immediately excused myself and signaled to Carrie that she should follow me.

As soon as we reached the dressing room, I slammed the door shut and gave her an earful.

“What are you even thinking? Why are you eating on the set?” I asked.

“Is that not allowed, Boss?” she said, playing innocent and shaking her head in confusion. I had to admit that I loved when she played bratty elf like this with me, even though it also drove me crazy. “And even if it isn’t, since when have you become such a stickler for following the rules? Why are you even making a big deal out of this?”

I just realized how shallow I sounded.

“I’m hungry, if that’s what you want to hear,” she said and continued munching. “I like being on this date with you but you’re the one who pulled me out of the office before I could eat my lunch!”

While standing still, Carrie dropped her food. Then she looked down at my bulge with her hand covering her mouth. I noticed that the head of my cock peeked through the narrow space of my underwear.

I grinned and clenched my jaw. Then I leaned forward and looked her straight in the eyes.

“We need to get this out of our system,” I said as I grabbed her shoulders and pushed her down on her knees.

“I can’t believe you got a hard-on in the middle of a couples’ photoshoot,” Carrie said, but she was laughing now, so our little fight was over, and I was glad.

“You’re the one to blame,” I mumbled to myself. “Although I guess I do deserve it, since I’m the one to blame for you being hungry.”

“Well, we’ll just have to solve both problems,” Carrie said as she pulled my briefs down, and my rock-hard dick could finally breathe. “I’ll keep eating my sandwich… and you.”

“Sounds great to me,” I told her. “You really are Santa’s naughty little reindeer.”

I knew we had to be fast, or the photographer would get suspicious, so I quickly yanked off the top of her sexy costume — for this shoot she was dressed as a ballerina from the Nutcracker — but I had to stop for a minute to admire her big, gorgeous boobs while I played with them in my hands before I plunged my massive member into her mouth.

I instantly touched the back of her throat and heard her gag. She grabbed my pelvis so tight that I could feel her nails digging into me.

I liked that I was standing up and she was kneeling down because it made me feel like I was in the more dominant position. And it didn’t hurt that I could see her tits poking out of the top of her costume and bouncing around as she was working my shaft nice and good, with her lips wrapped around them and her cheeks sucking hard.

While she was at it, I fixed her hair, which was getting in the way. I was just seeing through my mind’s eye earlier, while I’d briefly fantasized about her, but now I could see her face swallowing my manhood whole.

I was feeling so many emotions for her and it wasn’t just because I was trying to put on a show about being romantic for our date. This whole thing had started out as wanting to win her affections and prove to Clay and Jack that she liked me most of all, but now my genuine feelings for her had taken over and were nearly getting out of control.

I took my cock out of her soft, wet mouth for a moment and leaned forward to kiss her. She reciprocated my kisses and welcomed my tongue shortly afterwards.

I couldn’t believe I was stopping a blowjob for a kiss. This was something I had never done before and never thought I would do.

But Carrie wasn’t just any girl. She had captured my body and my heart.

She bit my lower lip, and I felt her grinning. We were both panting as we let go of each other’s lips after a minute. I spanked her plump ass a bit, deciding to get back into the naughty spirit.

“Break time is over. Now work hard for your boss. Show me you’re still hungry.”

I grabbed my dick and swung it before her eyes.

“Yes, Boss.”

Carrie obediently spat on my manhood with her tongue swirling around on its tip. Her soft fingers grazed the shaft.

As the sound of music drifted in from the main part of the studio, as if letting us know that people were waiting for us to get back to the photoshoot, she matched its rhythm and moved at a faster pace. With a tight grip, her hands moved in circles and applied more pressure for added friction.

With each second that passed, she increased her speed. In no time at all, her tongue found my balls and sucked them gently.

Just then, muffled groans and grunts escaped my mouth despite my best attempts to keep quiet. I didn’t want to get caught and I also didn’t want Carrie to know how much power she had over me. But I couldn’t help it.

Her lips on my cock were enough to make me vocalize just how good I was feeling.

I had never felt so open and vulnerable with anyone else.

I was unprepared when her tongue licked my perineum. It felt so good. With the added oral stimulation, I thought I was going to cum soon.

The way that Carrie was sucking my cock was so sexy. It was like she was literally trying to eat it.

“You seem to have forgotten about your sandwich,” I joked.

“I definitely did. Your cock is a lot bigger and definitely tastes better,” she said seductively.

“Eat well then, my naughty little reindeer.”

I was breathing quickly, and my hips twitched back and forth as her lips wrapped even more tightly around my penis. I started thrusting my cock down further into her throat, not stopping because I wanted to finish before we were found out or forced to return back to the set.

Seeing her struggle brought a different stimulation. I wasn’t sure, but I felt my cock grow even bigger somehow. I smirked and grabbed her head and then I forcefully pounded my fully erect tool in and out of her mouth.

“There you go,” I told her, as I twisted her hard little nipple with one hand and smacked her big breast with my other hand. “Take your boss’s whole cock down your throat. Take it now, just like that, like the little slut you love to be for me.”

I was bigger and harder than I ever had been before, and my girth was nearly too much for her. She tried to block the full length of my manhood, but I didn’t give her a chance. Instead, I shoved her hands away and face-fucked her hard! Saliva kept flowing out of her mouth as she choked. The music got louder, and so did my grunts.

“You like this, don’t you?” I asked her, even though she was crying.

“Yes, Boss,” she said in a muffled whimper into my cock.

I fucked her mouth even harder now, knowing that she liked it and felt pleasure in addition to the pain. I loved how she always let me do whatever I wanted to her. It let me give into my every desire and I could never get enough of her.

I started to feel a familiar sensation building up in my abdomen. Then my balls twitched, and my cock pulsed inside her mouth. I pounded it in and out of her throat as fast as I could until I finally shot my load inside her mouth, where she eagerly swallowed it all down her throat.

My body was squirming from the amazing sexual gratification it was getting. I leaned against the wall to catch my breath while Carrie wiped her face clean.

“That definitely tasted much better than Subway,” she said with a grin on her gorgeous face.

She pulled up her top to cover her magnificent boobs, and then left, shutting the door behind her as she went back out to the photoshoot, and now I was the one left wondering what had just happened.

Carrie was something. She was really something!

We hurried to finish the shoot and then get back to the office, to close out our last day of work before the Christmas vacation without anyone having noticed our absence — hopefully. For all they knew, we were having a performance review on the tenth floor, which is what I had told Carrie’s supervisor.

And it was true that I’d been evaluating her performance — just not in a work-related way. And she had passed with flying colors!

“Why is your lip bleeding?” my assistant asked when I got back to the office.

I looked at her, and she was giving me a curious stare, as if trying to figure out what was new and different about me.

First of all was the fact that I was even working here at this office. Usually no one ever saw me around but ever since I’d met Carrie, all I’d wanted to do was be near her. So, there were probably a lot of obvious things my assistant and others were noticing despite my best attempts to hide them. I quickly rushed to come up with some excuse.

“Well… it’s blistering cold out there. I bite my own lip when my teeth chatter in this winter weather!”

It was a lame one, but it was the best I could muster up at the last minute.

The End… For Now.

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