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  BANGED BY THE BOSS

  Danica Williams

  Copyright © 2011 Danica Williams

  This is a work of fiction. Any similarities to actual persons, alive or dead, are purely coincidental.

  This book contains sexually explicit content and is intended for a mature audience only.

  It was a cold, rainy Monday morning in February, and Adrian was fed up. He and Imelda had just returned from Barbados, a fabulous all-inclusive break, courtesy of Imelda’s father, Sir John. They had spent the last week in glorious sunshine, and he had even gotten a shag from Imelda. (Long gone were the days when she wanted to fuck all the time: now he was lucky to get it a couple of times a month.)

  The trouble was, Imelda was an extremely wealthy heiress, but ugly as fuck. When they had first met, ten years ago, she hadn’t been too bad, and had at least made an effort with her appearance. In the early days, she had made him feel like the biggest man in the world, but all that changed when she got the ring on her finger. The reality now was that she spent her days ‘lunching with the girls’ or ‘shopping with Mother’. She relied on the staff to prepare his meals, and rarely wanted any bedroom action. He felt trapped.

  By seven thirty, he was out of the door and en-route to the office. He was Senior Manager at Ferguson and Son, one of the largest Stockbrokers in the City of London, and had a staff of about thirty (give or take, he never noticed the juniors come and go). The underground was packed, as usual, and Adrian spent his journey gazing out of the window, and fantasising about Francesca, the new trainee. She was eighteen, and half Italian, with fabulous tits and long dark hair. She wore dark red lipstick, and he could picture her on her knees, with those beautiful red lips sucking his hard cock. He could feel himself start to stiffen, and it took all his concentration to make it stop. “Later,” he thought to himself, and wondered how quickly he could get her into his office. Immediately, his mood began to lighten, and he exited the underground with a smirk on his face and a spring in his step. “This week doesn’t look so bad after all” he thought to himself.

  “God, nine o’clock Monday morning. Don’t you just hate Mondays?” moaned Sara to just about anyone that would listen. Sara secretly loved coming into work, but was determined not to let that bastard, Adrian, know. Since her divorce, forty year old Sara had been very lonely, and enjoyed the company of her workmates. She was a five foot four, cuddly woman, with soft curves most men seemed to love the look of. Lately though, she had been beginning to have secret fantasies about making love to another woman. After the shit way her husband had treated her, maybe it was time to give the fairer sex a go.

  “Morning” said Francesca, cheerfully. “I don’t mind Mondays, it gives me a chance to ogle Adrian, actually.” Although she had a stunning body, and waist length dark-brown hair, she was completely oblivious to the effect she had on the men in the office. She thought that Adrian was the most attractive man she had ever met, and didn’t mind the age difference; if only he would give her a chance, he would see she was different to his frumpy wife.

  At that moment, Adrian came striding confidently out of his office.

  “Morning all” he said, with a sneer on his face. He just knew all the women wanted to fuck him, and the men wanted to be him. “Come into my office Francesca” he said haughtily. He hadn’t stopped thinking about her since the tube ride, and was still feeling horny.

  “Certainly” she replied immediately. “Maybe he’s realised how much I like him” she thought excitedly, and grabbing her notebook and pen, hurried in behind him.

  Adrian was sat behind his desk, gazing out of the window, with his back to the door.

  “ What can I do for you, Mr Forbes” Francesca asked.

  “How long have you been here now?” said Adrian. “It’s about time we dispensed with the Mr thing, call me Adrian”.

  “Erm, ok ….Adrian” she replied hesitantly. “I’ve been here three months now. Is everything ok with my work?”

  “You are doing fine, Francesca”, he said, and swivelled his chair to face her.

  She was amazed to find him with his zip undone, cock in hand, gently stroking a massive erection.

  “Lock the door, and come here” he commanded.

  Francesca hurriedly locked the door, her heart pumping fast. She was scared, yet excited, at the same time. “What does he want me to do?” she wondered.

  “I think it’s about time you got a bit extra responsibility” Adrian said, while still pleasuring himself.

  Francesca didn’t know whether to look at his face or gaze at the impressive cock. In the end, the sight of his dick won. She had never seen an erect one before. She couldn’t take her eyes off the size of it. “I bet that feels so good”, she thought, and was aware of a certain moistness between her legs.

  “How would you like to become my PA?” said Adrian.

  She dragged her eyes away from his cock, and looked into his face. “But, but I didn’t think I was qualified enough” she stammered.

  “There’s only one qualification I need from you” he said, “and that’s how good you can suck my cock. Now come here and get on your knees.”

  Mesmerised by him, she knew she couldn’t say no, and walked around his desk.

  “Now get on your knees” he commanded. She was wearing a tight black pencil skirt and white fitted top, and he could clearly see the outline of her perky breasts through the thin material. Francesca had difficulty getting on the floor with the tightness of the skirt, so quickly stepped out of it.

  “That’s a bonus” thought Adrian. “I didn’t think she would strip that quickly”.

  “You do like me, don’t you?” whispered Francesca.

  “Of course I like you. I don’t just get anyone to suck my cock, now get on with it”.

  Francesca looked deep into his eyes and knew that he was using her, but what the hell, if she got a promotion, who cares?, and moved her red-lipped soft mouth towards his cock. Adrian began to breathe heavily almost immediately. She held the base of the shaft hesitantly, and began to lick around the rim. It was obvious to Adrian that she had never done this before, and it was an amazing turn-on. “Get ‘em young and teach ‘em” he thought.

  “Take it into your mouth, but watch your teeth” he ordered. “Now stroke the shaft” he said, and put his hand over hers to show her the movement he wanted. “Move your tongue around and suck gently”. She soon began to get the hang of it, even though the sheer size made her want to gag. “Am I doing ok?” she asked him, looking up through her long eyelashes. “Don’t fucking stop!” he commanded. “You are doing fine” he gasped, his breath quickening, and his hips straining upwards to get more of himself into the warm wetness of her mouth. Francesca obliged, deciding that she quite liked doing this after all. Within no time, Adrian couldn’t hold back, and pumped his cum into her throat, groaning noisily. As the salty taste hit the back of her throat, Adrian ordered her to swallow, and she did so, even though she thought she was going to be sick. A fine line of cum trailed down her chin as she looked up at him.

  “Wipe your face, and get your skirt on” he barked at her.

  “But I thought you liked me?” Francesca said questioningly.

  “I do like you and you did ok, for what was obviously your first time” he replied, “but I have an important meeting at ten that I can’t get out of. Play your cards right, and I will get you in here this afternoon for another practice” he smirked.

  Francesca quickly wiped the cum off her chin, and standing up, couldn’t get her skirt on fast enough. She hurriedly walked in the direction of the main office, stammering, “I.. I will see you later then, Adrian”.


  “Don’t call me that in front of other people” he replied. “Let that be our little secret for now. We don’t want everyone knowing that you are going to be my next PA, and what you have just done, do we?” and once again turned his back on her. “Well, that was a bit of a quickie” he murmured to himself. “I think I may have to allocate a bit longer this afternoon”, and with that, prepared himself for his meeting.

  Francesca entered the main office quickly, with her head down, her cheeks flaming. The whole incident had left her bewildered, and not knowing whether it had all been some kind of daydream. She had thought about Adrian almost constantly for the last three months, and even though she knew he was married; fantasised about him leaving the horrendous Imelda for her.

  Imelda had deigned to join everyone at the office Christmas party, and had spent all her time sucking up to Ralph Ferguson, the CEO, who was a sixty year old self-made multi-millionaire. Although Imelda was wealthy in her own right, she considered that it made good business sense to align herself and Adrian with such an important man. Ralph was a good man, if a little old-fashioned, and his son Marcus had been working for the family business for three years, since leaving university with a 1.1. in Economics. Marcus was now twenty four, and had never had a girlfriend. His father considered him to be something of a ‘Mommy’s boy’, and he was making him work hard in the office, rather than handing it all to him on a plate.

  “Well, that meeting went rather well” said Adrian, to Seb, as they called into the wine bar on their way back from seeing the Exceutive Manager at Nat West Bank. Seb was the twenty eight year old assistant manager, working alongside Adrian. He was very muscled, and attended the gym every day, taking great pride in his appearance. He too was ruthless and self-obsessed, and had no problems with lying or cheating to make his way in the corporate world.

  “So what do you think of that Francesca?” Seb asked Adrian. “Gorgeous tits and face, I wouldn’t mind giving her one, how about you? Mind you, for an older woman Sara is a bit of ok too. Wouldn’t kick her out of bed; could easily imagine having a tit-wank off her.”

  Adrian then took great delight in filling Seb in on the details of his and Francesca’s encounter that morning.

  “You lucky fucking bastard” exclaimed Seb. “How about having a re-run, with me there as well?”

  “Just so happens, I was already planning that for this afternoon” smirked Adrian. He could quite easily see lots of his own traits in Seb, which would make him the perfect, perverted participant and partner-in-crime. Adrian was already planning in his head what he was going to do to Francesca, and this time it involved more than a blow-job. He couldn’t wait to see how tight her pussy was, and if she would be up for a bit of ass-fucking. He relayed his thoughts to Seb as they exited the wine bar, and Seb’s eyes lit up with anticipation. “I always knew we would be a good team, mate” he laughed, and shook Adrian’s hand. “Roll on this afternoon” he giggled, and headed towards his own desk. “Give us a shout when you need me boss” he called to Adrian. “I know we have an important task ahead of us!”

  Just then Sara and Francesca were gossiping in the restroom, and Sara was having a go at men in general and Adrian in particular. “You don’t really know Adrian” defended Francesca. “He can be really nice, and don’t you think he’s really good-looking?”

  “Huh”, said Sara derisively. “He would only be nice if he wanted something, the same as all men. In fact, I have thought recently that I may be better off with another woman. I’m sure a woman wouldn’t treat me as badly as men have”.

  “What, you mean having sex and everything?” queried Francesca. (Despite her misgivings, she had often thought about it herself and what it would be like).

  “Yes, I mean everything” said Sara. “I did try it once, years ago, and it was really good”.

  “Well, as we’re exchanging confidences, I’ve got something to tell you about Adrian” replied Francesca. “You know when he called me into the office this morning? Well I gave him a blow-job!”

  “Really? snorted Sara, “and I suppose you enjoyed it as it was the wonderful Adrian?”.

  “Actually, I did” replied Francesca, “and I can’t wait for the next time. He said he’s going to make me his PA, so I will do whatever it takes to get there”.

  “Well, you wouldn’t catch me doing it with Adrian. Now if his wife was better looking, I might just consider her”, and they both strolled back to their desks.

  A while later, Adrian called Seb into his office. “Close the door Seb, and come and see what I’ve got”, he said, indicating two lines of coke neatly lined up on the desk, and with a ready-rolled twenty pound note in his hand. “Fancy a toot?”

  “Fuck me, you’re taking a bit of a chance aren’t you, what with Fergie on the prowl”.

  “Don’t worry” replied Adrian, “he’s out of the country for a couple of days.

  They both snorted the lines of coke, and Seb rubbed the left-over bit left onto his gums. “I had forgotten how horny coke makes me” he said, as he felt an immediate rush. “Now what were you saying about Francesca?”

  “I’m just about to call her in” Adrian replied, picking up the internal phone. He covered the mouthpiece with his hand, and whispered to Seb “Do you fancy making an afternoon of it, and getting Sara in as well?”.

  “Try and stop me” Seb laughed. “I really fancy getting my hands on Sara’s tits now”.

  Adrian dialled Francesca’s number and ordered her to get both Sara and herself into his office for an ‘important job’. “Tell everyone else to have an early finish; we’ve already hit this months’ target”.

  The rest of the staff couldn’t believe their luck, and didn’t question what Francesca told them. It wasn’t often Adrian gave them any time off, so they hastily made their way out. The only one who was slightly peeved was Marcus. “Why couldn’t Adrian ask me to do his important job?” he thought to himself. “I could do much better than those two women.” Marcus flounced out of the office, muttering to himself. The only company he would have now was Mummy, and he was getting mighty fed up of her whinging attitude. She was always harping on about him getting a girlfriend, and making her a grandmother. For all she knew, he might not want a woman! As he strode towards the underground, he was in a happy little daydream about Adrian making him his PA, and how good it would be to work close to him. (He had not even acknowledged to himself that he was gay, but spent many a happy night wanking furiously over the small picture of Adrian from the company magazine.) His father would freak if he knew: one of his favourite phrases was “I have no time for those limp-wristed freaks! They just need a good woman to set them on the right track.” Consequently, Marcus was petrified of ever letting his father know how he felt.

  Back at the office, Sara and Francesca were seated behind the desk, wondering what the ‘important job’ was going to be. They had been surprised to see Seb in there as well, and he was currently straddling an office chair backwards.

  “Well girls, I have a very important task for you two today……….today we are going to see how good you are at fucking” announced Adrian. He nodded to Seb who immediately got up and locked the door, pocketing the key.

  Sara felt a flutter of panic in her chest, Francesca just felt herself get wet; he was so masterful. “You don’t understand” stammered Sara, “I haven’t done anything like that since my divorce. Besides, what would you want with me when you have a beautiful young thing like Francesca here?”

  “If you want that pay rise so you can afford your mortgage, you will do as you are told” commanded Adrian. “Besides, Seb here thinks you are very attractive. In fact, he can’t wait to get his hands on your tits, can you Seb?”

  Seb rubbed his hands together, whether in anticipation, or to warm them up, Sara wasn’t sure. “Actually, I want to get more than my hands on your tits, I think you should give me a tit-wank” he said, while undoing his zip. “Now come here.”

  “But I don’t even like men
anymore”. By now, Sara was almost begging.

  “Well, first you can give him a tit-wank, and then I want to watch you and Sara. That way, we can all have the best of both worlds” announced Adrian. He turned to the window, and closed the blinds.

  Sara and Francesca looked at each other silently. Sara was scared but Francesca had a strange glint in her eye. “Well, you said you wanted to try it with a woman, now’s your chance.”

  Seb was already stepping out of his trousers, followed swiftly by his pants. He walked over to Sara, stroking his cock. Sara, still unsure, looked at him warily. “Don’t forget about your mortgage” whispered Seb. “Nobody is going to know, why not just relax and enjoy yourself?”

  Sara considered for a moment, and then thought to herself how useful some extra money would be. Unbuttoning her top, she said “Oh what the hell, I may as well get on with it”, and removed her top.

  Seb turned her around and cupped her magnificent tits from behind, squeezing gently. He could already feel her nipples sticking out proudly. He undid her bra and gasped when he felt the weight of her breasts. She had wonderfully soft skin, with large brown nipples. As Seb began to gently pinch her nipples between his finger and thumb he was pleased to hear a gentle moan from her.