Page 56 of My Boss

“On the first day of work, I would have agreed.”

He raises his eyebrows. He looks at me as if I were speaking Hebrew.

“I was into you, Jan,” I confess. “Until you opened your mouth,” I add immediately. “You didn’t even say ‘good morning’. You were standoffish and unpleasant. And then it was a downward spiral. Let’s just say that I didn’t feel any fondness for you.”

“I could not favor you. I was… I am your superior.” He walks closer. He is looking at me so intently I suddenly have to gasp for air.

“But you didn’t have to be a total asshole.”

Jan presses his thumb to my mouth and slides it over my lower lip.

“You are beautiful, Maria.” His eyes shine. The silvery sparks appear in his gray irises again. “Is this how I should have spoken to you on the first day?”

My heart starts pounding again. I can’t believe that he has had the hots for me for so long, and he didn’t do anything about it. Instead, he acted like a total boor.

I circle my lips around his thumb and suck gently on it, looking coquettishly into his shining eyes.

Oh, Jan. Supposedly an experienced, intelligent and assertive man (a department manager managing a hundred employees, no shit!), and he couldn’t pick up a girl.

Jan’s pupils dilate, and his breathing speeds up as I bite his thumb, flicking it with my tongue. I reach for his tie, loosen the knot and slowly unbutton his shirt.

“You have such sexy lips,” he says in a low voice.

I expose his bare chest, grab the waistband of his pants, unfasten the buckle, undo the button and unzip the fly.

Jan holds his breath, and I pull down his pants along with his boxers.

His swollen manhood pops up. I feel a tingling between my legs.

“All in all, it’s a shame that we wasted so many months.” I kneel in front of him and take his penis in my hand. “I think we need to make up for lost time, don’t you think?” I look at him seductively, and the voice of reason resounds in my head: what on earth am I doing? The last blow job I gave ended in total failure. Do I really want to go through it again?

The voice, however, is too quiet, too unsure of itself to stop me.

I slide my hand over the engorging erection.

“Maria…” Jan pronounces my name in a hoarse voice. His eyes are burning.

“Have you ever wondered what it would be like if I knelt in front of you like I am now?”

His throat moves as he swallows.

“Yes.”

“In just a bra and skirt, without panties?”

“Yes.” He doesn’t take his fiery gaze off me.

“What it would be like if I started licking you like I’m doing now?” I slide my tongue over the head and lick the tiny droplets that testify to his growing excitement.

Jan’s breathing speeds up. His cock stiffens. The soft, thin skin is covered with veins.

“I’ve been dreaming about this,” he confesses in a sexy voice that sends shivers all over my body.

I expose the foreskin and lick from the root to the glans. I can smell the soap.

Well, there you go, he washed up. What a relief.

In fact, I don’t know why I’m surprised. After all, he is Jan. If he could, he would have all the employees clean the windows in the office for Christmas.

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