PARTY PLANNING WITH MR.BOSSMAN...

Peep. The intercom on Miss Sexatary´s desk came to life. "Miss Sexatary, i wonder if u could bring me a cup of coffee, you know the way i like it and come and take some notes down, please". Mr.Bossman´s voice sounded every bit as husky through the crackling intercom line as it did when he spoke next to her. "Sure thing Mr.Bossman, i´ll be right there", Miss Sexatary answered reaching for her pink notepad and pen. She rushed to get the coffee just as he liked it from the canteen right outside their office. With the steaming hot coffee in one hand and notepad and pen in the other she arrived flushed to Mr.Bossman´s office only couple of minutes later.
"Well Miss Sexatary, that was quick!", Mr.Bossman laughed surprised and took the coffee of her. His long fingers touched hers and there was a tingling sensation. "Please, sit down".
Miss Sexatary sat down opposite him. Between them his large desk seemed like a barrier and she felt an ache to be closer to him.
"Umm... the office party Miss Sexatary. Any ideas for it?", Mr.Bossman asked. He was sipping his hot coffee carefully and after every sip he licked his lips quickly to relieve the burn of it. Miss Sexatary couldn´t help but think back to her holiday in India and the snakes and their charmers on the market places. Following the move of the charmers flute the snakes slowly stood errect and licking the air with their long tongue they tried to smell it while tourists growded around. Mr.Bossman´s tongue made her quiver. She wanted to be his snake´s charmer...
"Miss Sexatary? Are you ok?", Mr.Bossman´s voice broke the spell and she realised she had drifted as far away from their converstaion as India. Flusterred she smiled: "Yes. I am sorry. The office party, right".
"Yes... The party. Have you any ideas for it because i am quite frankly stuck on zero", Mr.Bossman yawned and streched his arms over his head. He leaned his head back against his leather chair and closed his pretty blue eyes. He looked relaxed and Miss Sexatary wondered if it had anything to do with her being there and him trusting her to take care of the party. She was pretty sure it did. Relaxed he just sat there and didn´t seem to mind the silence. If she could just hold still & quiet for few minutes Mr.Bossman would surely drift off to sleep and maybe she could then sneak a kiss from his lips. He wouldn´t ever know... Miss Sexatary giggled inside and shook her head, what a plan!
Mr.Bossman´s breathing started to slow down and his face relaxed. He shifted his tall frame on the chair to find a better position. Slowly his lovely long fingers relaxed too and Miss Sexatary watched them curl slightly into his palms, just as fingers do when people sleep. She sighed not quite believing that it was truly happening, he was falling asleep! She wondered if she could still back out off her bold plan to kiss him. After all she never did say she would actually do it, it was more of a silly daydream. But then dreams are often dreamt so they could come true one day!

Miss Sexatary relaxed in her chair too and let her eyes drink in the scene infront of her. He was fast a sleep. One hand still over his head, the other down in his lap with curled fingers. Legs spread just enough for her to imagine she could make out the outlines of his cock in the folds of his black pants. In his slumber Mr.Bossman swallowed hard and turned to face her. Miss Sexatary bite her lip till she drew blood. He was so beautiful! His long lashes looked even longer now and his relaxed lips pouted just a little. He had a stubble and she wondered if he had shaven this morning.
Carefully not to make a sound she stood up and set the notepad and pen down on her chair. She stepped out of her high heels and tiptoed around the desk. Trembling she bend down close to sleeping Mr.Bossman´s neck and drew his scent in. He smelled divine; like forrest and vanilla mixed together. Gently she touched his pouting lower lip with one finger and then quickly pressed the same finger to her own wine coloured lips. Kiss. Mission completed, she smiled to herself and started to pull away. But Mr.Bossman moved and still asleep his lips brushed against Miss Sexatary´s chin. She froze in fear but was also stopped in her tracks by her own growing desire. He was so close, right there an inch away from her lips completly vounerable. She fought the insticnt to flee while she still could with her desire to take the kiss when it was so close. Instincts lost the fight and gathering all her courage she kissed him. Taking her time, making sure she felt all of his lips, she poured the desire in that one kiss. She couldn´t help herself but had to touch his sleeping face while she let her tongue feel the mouth. Lost in his taste and his scent, she felt locked to him like in a dream. Suddenly his mouth opened and his wide tongue pushed it´s way into her mouth. She moaned against him and for a moment didn´t realise he was awake. Only when Mr.Bossman took gentle hold of her hair pushing her closer to his hungry mouth did she know she had been caught. Scared by the consequences she froze and started to pull away. Mr.Bossman released her hair and it tumbled down her neck from the bun that his huge hand had undone. Blushing furiously she tried to think of an explanation but couldn´t. "Don´t go...", Mr.Bossman´s voice was soft like it had never been for her before. Their eyes met and his stare was longing. He brushed a strand of loose hair from Miss Sexatary´s cheek and curled it behind her burning ear. Concentrating on her mouth he pulled her closer again and kissed her this time. Miss Sexatary closed her eyes again and felt a surge of pleasure through her guilt. His stuble brushed her face almost painfully and in her mind she begged him to punish her for her arrogance. But Mr.Bossman didn´t punish her, instead he pulled her into his warm lap and embrace. Like electricity running through her she felt the desire taking over and making her braver than she really was. She curled up into one pulsing bundle of want in his lap kissing him so hard she though she might hurt him. But there was no complaints from Mr.Bossman. His hands grabbing at her ass and his mouth eating away, right back at her, he groaned with pleasure. Under her Miss Sexatary felt the cock she had imagined to see before and she reached her hand to feel it. Hardening slowly the cock quivered in her hand slightly and made Mr.Bossman pull away for air. He gasped loudly before holding his breath for a second. With a deep sigh he squeezed his eyes shut and frowned as in pain. Miss Sexatary fondled him through the black fabric for a while watching his face flush. But that wasn´t what she really wanted and deciding to live this daydream to the fullest, she slipped down from Mr.Bossman´s lap on to the floor. Kneeling down in front of him she reached to open his belt and pants. Mr.Bossman smiled in disbelief at her but didn´t hesitate for a second to help her with the belt. Pushing and pulling at the cloth of the pants she finally discovered what she had been looking for. Mr.Bossman´s cock rested against his lower belly rosy and beautiful. Feeling the heat emanating from the cock she picked it up between her fingers and squeezed it gently. The cock pulsed and hardened and Mr.Bossman sighed laughing. "Wakey wakey", Miss Sexatary whispered to the still sleepy member and kissed the tip. She let her tongue circle the head twice before she pulled the skin back slightly and dipped the cock in her wet mouth. Mr.Bossman muttered something and pushed his fingers into her loose hair. Not waiting for the sleepy cock, Miss Sexatary closed her eyes and proceeded to suck the bastard into a proper posture. Up and down she let her lips stroke the shaft and her tongue to circle. With her fingers she caressed the belly, the balls and the cock. She gave no mercy to Mr.Bossman who squirmmed and tugged at her hair. She was going to enjoy this her way!
Sucking hard and savouring the taste she had waken up the cock. It had swelled to twice it´s rather impressive original size and everytime she let her mouth release the cock it sprang against Mr.Bossman´s belly with a fierce slap. With amused grin Mr.Bossman watched Miss Sexatary toy with his cock. While she was giving him head he watched her face, getting almost as much pleasure from her expressions of desire and want, as he did from the glorious head she gave. Stroking her hair he was pleased about falling a sleep. He still wasn´t quite sure if he was awake or dreaming but his only wish was that if this should have been a dream it wouldn´t end before she had made him cum.

Again Miss Sexatary pulled the cock into her mouth and again she felt Mr.Bossman´s hand pressing her head down encouraging her to take as much of the cock in as she possibly could. She purred with the pleasure this gave her and tried her damndest to beat her previous record...
Suddenly there was a knock on the door. Mr.Bossman sat up straight and Miss Sexatary released his pulsing cock from her mouth. Hearing the doorhandle starting to turn, Mr.Bossman could only usher Miss Sexatary under his desk and pull himself on his chair so close to the edge of the desk it touched his heaving belly. Miss Sexatary giggled crouching in the dark under the desk. Good thing the desk was covered with beautiful carved panelling from the front or all the world could see her under there. Her eyes started to get used to the dark and in front of her she saw Mr.Bossman´s cock, tip touching the desk top. She grinned and reached for it pulling it to her lips again. Mr.Bossman shuffled his feet under the desk and tried to silence the moan growing inside him.
The door to the office opened and in walked Mr.Bossman´s chief of staff. "I´m sorry, you´re not busy are you? Miss Sexatary seems to have disappeared from her desk out there... I had an idea for the office party!", the chief of staff said walking uncertainly into the room. On the floor next to a chair Mr.Bossman noticed Miss Sexatary´s black high heels. Shit.
Mr.Bossman tried to concentrate and keep his eyes open but with every lick and every nibble at his cock he found it harder and harder: "Umm..Yes, the party...Indeed!... Hmm...Umm-m... idea you said?"
Miss Sexatary suckled the cock waiting for the nectarine of life to come rushing out of the delicate tip any moment now. She quickly licked the balls and nibbled at them while rubbing the base of the cock slowly.
"Yeah, we were talking in the coffee room earlier and thought that like a cowboys and cowgirls theme would be kinda neat!", the chief of staff explained laughing to his brilliant idea. "Unless you already decided something cuz i´m sure that´s cool too but we just thought since the theme hadn´t been announced yet and...", he went on and on.
"FINE! That´s good, brilliant. Just...umm-mmmh... perfect! We´ll do that!", Mr.Bossman piped and closed his eyes with a gasp. The chief of staff stood still looking perplexed. "That´s good! I´ll leave the planning to you and you do what you think is right. Now go, go...", Mr.Bossman almost moaned at the slow proceedings. Walking away slowly the chief of staff turned around at the door: "Yeah, cool. I´ll make it happen... i guess".
With an angry frown Mr.Bossman finally got rid of the idiot and even before the door had closed behid him Mr.Bossman had pushed his chair back from under the desk and moaned loudly. Miss Sexatary looked up at his anguished face with the throbbing cock locked tightly in her mouth. Sucking fast now she caressed the shaft with one hand and smoothed the hairs of his lower belly with the other. Mr.Bossman´s breathing was dangerously erratic. He pulled at her hair in vain to release his cock. And then it was too late! The warm cum filled Miss Sexatary´s mouth in bursts. She moaned never letting go of the cock, now sucking slowly and gently at the jerking member. Mr.Bossman groaned and panted crouching down over her. His lips touched her hair and his hands rubbed her arched back. Finally the jerking subsided and the cock started to soften again. Miss Sexatary swallowed the last of the cum and pulled away. The cock rested relaxed against Mr.Bossmans thigh still looking rosy and beautiful.
"Sweet jesus... Am i not supposed to wake up now if this is a dream?", Mr.Bossman laughed. Miss Sexatary giggled and stood up. She bent down to kiss Mr.Bossman once more. Then she walked to her shoes and notepad. "Shhh...", she whispered smiling to Mr.Bossman who lay in his chair thoroughly spent. "Well, we did a good job with the party planning Miss Sexatary!", Mr.Bossman called after her. "It´s a cowboys and cowgirls theme, you know" he managed before the door closed behind Miss Sexatary. He could hear her familiar giggle through the door and he laughed to himself, cowboys and cowgirls for fucks sake...