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A Spurned Boss
by John Jabbin (jjabbin@yahoo.com)

***

Allison's employer has the hots for her and when she 
refuses his attentions, he takes matters out of her 
hands and 'attends' to her anyway. {MF, nc, rp, drugs, 
anal, sleepy)

***

Author Note: If you're a minor, don't read this. If it's 
illegal in your country to be in possession of stories 
about sex, please destroy all copies of this work. 
Practice safe sex reading please.

***

Allison was a pretty girl, a young newlywed enjoying 
herself at my party with her uncouth husband. I had 
hired her as a receptionist just two months before. She 
was a natural: a woman with a pleasant phone voice, a 
good personality that worked well with others and who 
was always bright and cheerful.

Sure, she was just a tad bit overweight, but not 
unattractive at all since she carried it well. Her hips 
were just a little wider than a classic beauty, her 
breasts a bit bigger. In other words, to my way of 
thinking she was just perfect.

I had discreetly let her know on her second week with 
the company that I found her attractive and would 
appreciate her companionship. A bit more crudely she had 
let me know that she was very much in love with her new 
husband and wouldn't even consider being unfaithful to 
him. Oh well, one can't have everything, can one?

I enjoy throwing parties like this for my employees in 
my home. I have a big house all to myself and plenty of 
money to entertain. Caterers make preparations easy. 
What little else that needs to be done can be handled by 
the employees themselves. People that want to please the 
boss don't generally leave a mess to clean up. There's 
always some brownnoser who stays late to clean up.

But the best thing about the parties is the video 
recordings of what goes on in the supposedly empty 
bedrooms. I have tapes ranging from the innocent grope 
and tickle to the fairly frequent oral sex. Often I can 
count on the same couple, or rather, non-couples, time 
and again to sneak off for a quick tryst. 

Once in a while I'll find a new pairing of unexpected 
lovers. On a rarity, some happy workers will show 
initiative and actually perform full-fledged intercourse 
in the boss' spare bedroom. Such initiative is 
especially refreshing and often rewarded.

It was just such a recording of Allison and her husband 
that rekindled my interest in her. About a month after 
she had been with us, I threw an anniversary party for 
one of our senior executives. After the party I had 
discovered a gem. In beautifully recorded footage with 
surround sound authenticity was my gorgeous receptionist 
being boinked by hubby. 

Her curvaceous rear was thrust up into the air as he 
pumped his minuscule penis into her wildly, slapping her 
bottom and calling her rather vulgar names. All the 
while she moaned and groaned as though she loved such 
treatment. Hubby was over and done within moments, 
leaving Allison in every way that I could see completely 
unfulfilled.

Amazingly, she clung to her devotion of this lout. 
Sometimes women amaze me.

Still, the image of her curvaceous bottom thrust into 
the air, her legs spread and ready to be penetrated, 
stayed with me. It burned itself into my brain, so that 
every time I saw her, I saw her with her gorgeous bottom 
high in the air, ready to be taken. Every time I heard 
her voice, I heard her moaning for dick.

So I threw this party with special plans for Allison in 
mind. It was already getting late in the evening. A few 
people had left early. Allison's husband was staying on 
though. He would be here as long as the free booze and 
food held out.

I got him a beer and slipped a few roofies in it and 
allowed them to dissolve. Rohypnol is such an easy drug 
to obtain. It's still sold over the counter in Mexico. A 
wonderful country, Mexico. I travel there for business 
reasons quite frequently.

So I shared a beer with Harold. (Yes, hubby's name was 
really Harold. I couldn't believe it myself.) We got to 
be close buddies, as only drinking pals can be. 
Eventually I led him to one of the back rooms to show 
him some sports memorabilia. Oddly enough, he started 
feeling woozy, so I had him stretch out on the bed until 
he felt better, which ought to have been in about twelve 
hours or so.

I left Harold sleeping soundly in the locked bedroom. 
Allison herself was only mildly more troublesome to take 
care of. After mixing up a special drink for her, she 
was reluctant to join me in a toast. She had been 
looking around for her husband. I distracted her for a 
moment and as I sipped my drink repeatedly in front of 
her, she eventually joined me like any decent guest and 
employee. After she drank enough to have the desired 
effect, I led her to hubby.

"He's right in here, Allison," I said surreptitiously 
unlocking the door and leading her in. "It seems he 
drank too much and wandered in here to sleep it off a 
little. But don't worry, dear, he's not the first to 
overindulge at one of these affairs."

"Oh my, Mr. Johnson," she fretted. "What will I do now? 
Maybe I can wake him up and get him to the car."

"I don't know, Allison," I sympathized, giving Harold a 
few gentle slaps to the side of his face. "He seems 
pretty far gone. Can I offer another suggestion?"

"Sure, Mr. J., any suggestion would be helpful."

"Why not just let him sleep it off a while? I have 
plenty of room and the party is winding down. You can 
stay here with him. There's plenty of extra of 
everything in the guest bathroom -- toothpaste, 
toothbrushes, everything you need to be comfortable. 
Stay for as long as it takes. It's the weekend and I 
intend to be home the whole time. You're not putting me 
out."

"Well," Allison yawned. "I am felling a bit tired 
myself. Maybe I'll rest here for a while if it's no 
trouble."

"None at all dear, I'll lock the door so you can have 
your privacy. Lie down and take as long as you need."

And then it was just a matter of ending the party. But 
that really was no problem. When the boss cuts off the 
booze and tells everyone it's time to go home, people 
start to scatter. In fifteen minutes, everyone was gone. 
In twenty minutes, I had finished a nice cup of coffee, 
invigorating me for the long night ahead.

Allison really was a pretty girl, so lovely in her 
voluptuousness. But it did make her a little harder to 
move to the other bedroom. Once there, I reset the video 
with a fresh tape. I wanted my night with the little 
tramp that had spurned me to be well documented.

I looked at her pupils. They were fixed and dilated. I 
ran my hands through her thick, naturally blonde hair. 
Yes, such a pretty girl. I began to slowly remove her 
clothes.

Removing the clothing of a sleeping girl is about like 
playing with a huge doll. She was a doll, in a sense -- 
a beautiful, life-size play-toy -- and a doll I was 
eager to play with, too. The more I unwrapped her, 
taking off each layer of packaging from my new toy, the 
more eager I became. It was just like Christmas all over 
again!

Finally she was naked on the bed. As I removed my 
clothes, I inspected her visually.

She was actually not as plump as I had imagined, which 
was a bit of a disappointment. Her tits were still 
young, so even though they were full, they didn't sag 
too terribly. She did have a bit of a rounded belly, but 
not much of one. It was mostly in that pretty ass that 
she carried her extra pounds. At least her ass had not 
disappointed when I had first seen it.

Not that I was at all disappointed with naked Allison. 
She was still a lovely catch. It's just that so rarely 
does real life measure up to fantasy.

After I was naked too, I crawled up on the bed with her. 
She was a lovely mountain of flesh that I would climb 
for the next several hours. I began my ascent at the 
hillocks of her breasts.

 From beside her, I took each of Allison's breasts in my 
hands. I have large hands with long fingers. Even so, I 
couldn't wrap a hand completely around the base of her 
tits. Even squeezing them very firmly until they pointed 
high into the air, they still overflowed my fingers.

I bent down and took a nipple into my mouth, kissing it 
gently and then sucking it hard. The nipple began as a 
pale pink. My play-toy had such fair skin. As I sucked 
and chewed and as the nipple became erect and turgid, it 
changed to a brighter pink, then to a dusky red until 
finally a hint of purplish color rose in them. 

The last color took a while to come out. I had to really 
gnaw on her areola to achieve that transformation, but I 
was quite proud that it wasn't a bruise at all. It was a 
natural coloration of her admittedly much-abused nipple.

I liked it so much I took the time to make the other 
just like it. I imagined she'd have quite sensitive 
breasts in the morning. And it wasn't just the nipples I 
appreciated. I chewed the undersides and the tops. I 
gummed her delicious flesh until I was well satisfied 
and quite hard.

Propping Alison's head up on a pillow, I decided to take 
full advantage of her mouth. I kissed her first, 
thoroughly and roughly, getting a taste of her sweet 
mouth. The words that came from that mouth were always 
so nice and pleasant. 

It was as though I had kissed away all her words. Her 
lips tasted adorable too. They swelled a little when I 
bit them. Licking her swollen lips was an incredible 
sensation. They were so full and moist.

Then I crawled up over her head and angled my cock into 
her mouth. It was hard to find a good angle that didn't 
scrape her teeth. In fact, it proved impossible though I 
tried for quite some time, enamored as I was by the 
sight of it. Eventually I contented myself with pumping 
my cock in her face. When I climaxed, I was able to aim 
most of my spunk in her mouth. What little didn't make 
it there looked very nice as my cockhead smeared it 
around her face.

I lay my head on Allison's stomach and relaxed, feeling 
the warm heat of her soft skin. I listened to the steady 
beat of her heart and imagined sleeping with her every 
night. She would be a lovely bundle of flesh to enjoy 
all the time.

Now that I was more relaxed, I could take my time with 
my real prize. I lifted Allison's hips and put pillows 
under them, propping them up for better access. Then I 
crawled between her legs until my own feet hung off the 
big bed and I looked deep into Allison's lovely snatch.

Her pussy was covered with soft blonde curls. My Allison 
obviously didn't believe in keeping her puss trimmed. I 
seriously considered giving the silly bitch a full 
shave, but that was such a bother. I grabbed a handful 
of pubic hair and yanked it. There was not even a moan, 
she was so well medicated.

So I used a handful of that hair to guide her slit along 
my tongue, enjoying the musky taste of sleeping Allison. 
Up and down my tongue slid in her cleft. When I got 
tired of using her cunt hair, I lifted her heavy legs 
and pressed her thighs against her chest to fully expose 
her pussy to me.

I sucked her entire outer labia into my mouth, rolling 
the fat, puffy lips with my tongue. By chewing and 
sucking on them tenderly, I was able to make them even 
fatter, even puffier. I stretched them, pulling my head 
backward and tossing it from side to side. Yumm, such 
lovely elastic cunt lips she had!

Then I spread Allison's folds out with my thumbs and 
looked deep into my girl's puss. She was a deep, rich 
red inside. I spread her wide with one hand and watched 
my fingers of the other play within her cavity. As I 
stroked her interior, she began to get gooey. I pulled 
out a finger and tasted the thick, cuntal moisture.

Allison tasted delicious on my finger. She tasted even 
more delicious when I struck my tongue deep inside her, 
and more so again when I swirled it around the insides 
of her velvety lips. Oh, yes, she was very delicious!

Having lubed her up a bit with my manipulations. I 
decided to take possession of her dear vagina 
completely. My erection was full and proud again. Her 
cunt was wet and gaping. I could see no reason not to 
wrap my arms about her and to invite sweet Allison to 
dance.

Putting both hands under Allison's knees, I pushed them 
up to her chest, raising her hips with them. There I 
lined up my cock to her hole and surged into her.

She was a snug fit. I used her legs to rock into her. 
Backwards and forwards we rocked, my sleeping 
receptionist and I. There was no need to hurry, I 
reveled in her warm cunt. I didn't have to worry about 
getting her off or whether she liked it. All I had to 
think about was how good my cock felt in her cunt. 
Rocking back and forth, slowly back and forth, watching 
Allison's fat, swollen pussy lips swallowing my cock 
over and over.

But alas, she started to be too dry and I was so looking 
forward to taking Allison's sweet ass, anyway. So I 
pulled out of her and rolled my little chubby play-toy 
over, sliding pillows under her stomach to prop her up.

There, looking at me, was Allison's plump ass, her best 
feature! I slapped the soft, pale cheeks and squeezed 
them. They were like two warm loaves of bread. I put my 
face down and smelled the earthy richness of her ass. 
She was thoroughly gorgeous and all mine to do with as I 
chose.

And what I chose to do was to generously lube up her 
anus and my thick penis. There is something marvelous 
about sliding your greased fingers into a hot ass, 
knowing that you're just about to take it! There's 
something even more wonderful when there's absolutely no 
resistance.

When I raised up and slid my cock into Allison's greased 
ass, it was the ultimate in sensation. She was just at 
the right angle for a good, hard fuck. Every time I 
slammed into her, her ass quivered. Other than the 
thrill of watching my cock slowly sink into her, there 
was no reason not to give it to her hard and fast. So 
that's what I did.

What I loved best was taking great handfuls of her soft 
ass flesh and using it to pull her back into me harder. 
She had a wonderfully fleshy ass that offered many 
handholds. Gripping her hard, I jabbed into her ass with 
increasing forcefulness. I felt the soft head of my cock 
balloon inside her. It felt huge, filling her up.

I closed my eyes and pumped into the heaven of her hot 
hole. There was no resistance at all, only the warm 
acceptance of my cock in her ass. This was all that I 
had ever wanted from Allison. I had only wanted her to 
take me inside her.

And she had denied me that. The thought of her refusing 
me made me fuck her harder. I punished her for that 
refusal. I brutalized her with hard jabs. If she didn't 
give me what I wanted, I would take it. With great, long 
strokes I took it. I took and I took and I took and...

I climaxed, spewing a great font of semen into her 
rectum. It felt glorious to shoot off in her, to coat 
the inside of her ass with my cum. Over and over I 
pumped into her, filling her up, filling her full.

What a mess she was. What a wonderfully gooey mess! I 
leaned heavily against her, my plump, lovely, well-
fucked girl. I yawned. Screwing Allison sure took the 
wind out of my sails. Maybe I'd just go to sleep holding 
her for a little bit. She was like a big, soft pillow. I 
lay against her and wrapped my arms around my big soft 
pillow and dozed contentedly.

But I never sleep for more than a couple of hours at a 
time. Power naps, really, that's all they were. Long 
before the morning I was struggling to drag Allison back 
to her hubby's room. I had carried all of her clothes 
over too and tucked her naked into bed, I even removed 
all of Harold's clothes, a most distasteful job. Even 
so, Harold was a necessary piece of the puzzle.

It was after nine in the morning when I heard Harold 
stumbling down the hallway. I steered him to the kitchen 
table and put a cup of coffee under his face to wake him 
up.

"Man, Harold, you and the missus really tied one on last 
night. You two sure know how to enjoy yourselves."

"What happened? I don't remember anything. How did we 
end up staying here?" Harold asked confused.

"Well, I think you passed out first and Allison wasn't 
in any shape to drive, so I put you both up for the 
night. Hey, you're not the first ones to have to spend 
the night after a little too much to drink."

"Wow, I don't remember any of that," Harold groaned.

"I know what you mean, Harold. Last night got a little 
fuzzy for me too. Everyone sure seemed to be enjoying 
themselves. Well, maybe not enjoying themselves as much 
as you two last night, if you know what I mean?"

"No, what do you mean?" asked clueless Harold.

"Well, I wasn't trying to eavesdrop on you and the wife, 
Harold, but after you two got settled in, it sounded 
like you both were really going after one another in 
there. You newlyweds sure know how to have a good time, 
eh buddy?"

"Uh, sure," Harold mumbled, sipping his coffee.

By the time we were done with our conversation, poor 
Harold had convinced himself that he was quite the 
Casanova. Later on in the day, I even watched the video 
tape of how he woke up his blushing bride, giving her 
his tiny pork sausage for breakfast, ridding her from 
behind and calling her rather vulgar names.

Technology is a wonderful thing, but even more, it's 
good to be the boss.

END

Author Note: The only reason I post these stories is so 
that people will tell me what they think of them. If you 
want to read more, you ought to pay the price by letting 
me know you liked this perverse tale. Writers need 
feedback in order to become better writers. If you don't 
let us know what you like, don't complain that there are 
no good stories. Any comments, bad or good, are welcome. 
Write me.

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This story was written as an adult fantasy. The author
does not condone the described behavior in real life in
any way, shape or form. Anyone tempted to act out any
of the scenarios in this story should seriously 
consider seeking professional help.
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