A Cool, Cool Boss Ch. 02

((Author's Note -

Please note that this is Adult Fiction, so should only be read by those who qualify!

This is part 2 of a mini-series so makes most sense if read after part1!

However, I've tried to make it read stand-alone as well, so I hope that it works for you!

I sincerely hope that you enjoy ...

Duke ))

Part 6 - Friday Morning - Early

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Driving into work was a bit of a strain this morning.

It wasn't the traffic, it wasn't the weather and it wasn't the stupid idiot on the radio telling me what brand of cereal was least likely to kill me before I got to sixty!

Actually, the traffic was about the same as normal for a working day morning. Bad! But no worse than any other Friday.

The weather was really nice. It was a bright, sunny day in May. The birds were doing their bit to try and drown out the traffic noise, everything looked fresh and ready for a baking hot Summer, but at the moment it was just nice and warm. Perfect. Not!

I seemed to be covered by my own, personal, dark thunder cloud as I followed my usual route into the town centre and it was still with me as I pulled into the office garage. It wasn't as if I could actually put my finger on what was troubling me either. That's because I didn't know what I didn't know. If you see what I mean?!

To summarise the problem, I'd woken up early and was half-way through a carefree breakfast when I'd realised that I couldn't remember what I'd done on Thursday night. And not just bits of it, ALL of it! The whole time from leaving the office to going to bed was gone! It was if that key bit of memory had been wiped and copied over to the 'recycle bin', and unlike on the PC there was no 'retrieve' option!

It was weird because there'd been no sign of an hangover. I'd felt fit and well, buoyant even, and I can't ever remember drinking enough to blot out the whole evening anyway. So what the hell had I been doing?! It was a mystery, and looked like remaining so because I'd almost trashed my apartment looking for clues ... and to no avail.

Which was why I was power walking into the main office, because that fruitless search had made me late! Not that the majority of the people in the office took much notice because, after all, I was still a relatively junior analyst in the marketing department, so I made my way to the section I shared with another colleague, Angela, who was slightly less junior and infinitely better looking. For once she was in before me and gave me a suitably warm welcome.

"David Lothair! You young rascal, what time do you call this then?! It'll be the dunce step for you if you're not careful!" she laughed loudly, attracting the attention of the rest of the office, most of whom smiled as I reddened!

With the notable exception of the horrible Georgia's senior team across the office that is! They were the die-hards who'd been here 'forever!' and didn't generally deign to acknowledge the rest of us, but today I did a double take because they'd all turned round and were smiling as well, but theirs weren't warm 'matey' smiles like the others, theirs were more of the 'we're superior and we know something you don't' type of smile! Distinctly unsettling. The other reason for my hesitation was that Georgia, the team leader, who was rather on the chubby side for early thirties had winked mysteriously in my direction. For some reason it sent a shiver down my spine!

So, by the time that I'd thrown my jacket over the back of my chair and sat down I was feeling a bit flustered. I glanced back to my friend Angela who for some reason had broken the jeans habit of a lifetime and come to work in a very nicely tailored cream dress. The hemline was a couple of inched above the knee and as she leaned forward to look at me closer, with her neat legs crossed, the amount of bare thigh on display was incredibly distracting. I did my best to avoid staring at too blatantly, but some things are just physically impossible!

She didn't seem to mind though and was busy with her own train of thought as she studied me intently until her mouth opened in a big 'o' and she exclaimed, "Oh My God...wow ...oh my God ...you did didn't you?!"

Confusion reigned. 'Did what?' I thought dazedly.

"You got laid last night didn't you??!!"

This time it was my mouth that opened in a big 'o'!!

I should have just denied it straight off because, although women's intuition was a pretty murky area for me, how could she possibly know? But I didn't, because that was slap bang in my memory blank and for some reason, deep down, I had a feeling that she might be right which made my eyes widen even further. And then there was the even bigger question of with who? I wasn't is a relationship at the moment, so who the hell could I have been having hot sex with ... and then forgotten about it!?

Of course that reaction was tantamount to an admission of guilt and then there was no stopping Angela as she dived into me with question after question!

I'll admit that my response wasn't the English language in its finest hour.

"I ...err,... well... I mean ...errrrrrrrrr ...OH!"

Saved by the sight of my boss, Astrid, striding into the office just at the right time! Normally that wouldn't have attracted so much attention, despite my secret fantasies, but this time it did and Angela followed my line of sight and copied me, "OH!!"

And we weren't the only ones doing impersonations of goldfish. The background chatter that normally runs through the large office quickly died away as heads turned and eyebrows rose!

Astrid has a very attractive Scandinavian look. Mid thirties and slim, graceful figure, her blonde hair normally tied demurely back. She's the ultimate professional, wears conservative business suits and has a cool, detached manner with us staff. It was why Georgia and her cronies had christened her the 'Ice Maiden'. It was one of the reasons that I couldn't help but fantasize about her from time to time. Unobtainable and sexy!

Today was different.

No way would anybody call her 'Ice Maiden' in that gear!

Her hair was loosely tied into a pony tail, but she'd left strands caressing her cheeks. Her blue/grey eyes were fixed unwaveringly on her office door as she strode through the office. But, frankly, I wasn't really looking at her eyes, and neither was anyone else!

Her conservative suit had been replaced by a tightly tailored black skirt, the hem a good three inches above her knees, with a matching, modern jacket that emphasized her trim waist and flared out over her hips. Above the shiny black belt around her skirt she was wearing a tight, bright red blouse with big, pointed collars that almost dragged apart the top of her blouse, unbuttoned as it was down to mid bosom. The glimpses of lacy black that moulded and pushed up the promising swellings of her breasts came and went as her shoulders swung as she marched purposefully past us.

My eyes had followed the unexpected sight as if magnetised to her shapely behind and long legs as she swayed past on long shiny black stilettos, but I'd not missed the quick glance that she'd given me as she drew level. It was the only time she'd looked at anyone before she disappeared inside her office, and I'd been surprised to see a jumble of emotions in them that seemed to match mine, confusion and concern at the fore!

"Wow, wow, wow...wow ..." gasped Angela as the office door shut. It was encouraging to see that somewhat else had lost their power to speak coherently!

"Wow!" she repeated again in a whisper, probably unnecessarily because the shocked silence that had gripped the room was giving way to a hubbub of chatter, "Did you see those sheer black stockings? They had seams!!"

It wasn't the first thing I'd spotted but clearly Angela picked up on the important things!

After we'd had a quick 'what the hell is our boss doing' session, Angela had another half-hearted go at teasing out of me my sex partner from last night, but as I hadn't a clue who it could have been, she got tired of my repeated denials and finally gave up in disgust, turning to her workstation with a big sigh and finally leaving me to my thoughts.

I should have got on with some work too I suppose, but I couldn't help racking my brain a bit longer to try and fill in my 'missing' evening. In the end though, I too had to give up in disgust! The only thing that had seemed even remotely strange from yesterday was when Georgia had turned up with her mysterious, scholarly looking sales lead and I'd had a meeting with them during the afternoon after they'd seen Astrid. As far as I could remember it had gone well though and although it was unusual for me to be involved, I didn't remember anything untoward come out of it.

Thinking of that made me look across the office though and I was surprised to catch her quickly look away. For some reason the evil witch had been studying me and that didn't feel like good news either!

I shrugged and finally switched my attention to work. My memory problems would have to wait!

Part 7 - Friday Morning - Later

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It was about an hour later, nearly half past ten when my phone rang.

I jumped. Not because of guilt, but I'd been in the middle of a complicated bit of reasoning and the shrill sound seemed to come out of nowhere. When I heard her voice I was shocked too. If she wanted to talk to me, Astrid, usually came over in person. I couldn't ever remember being summoned to the office by phone before. I did a quick mental review of anything that I might have done wrong recently as I stood up.

"Got to see Astrid," I said to Angela in response to her raised eyebrows.

"Are you going to need a book down the back of your pants?" she laughed.

I was sincerely hoping not! Although the thought of getting into a bit of BDSM with Astrid wasn't entirely unattractive.

I knocked on her closed door a few moments later, then entered in response to her bright "Come in David".

I stopped after taking a couple of steps inside. Something was strange!

She was standing at the side of her big desk, her back to me, staring out of the full length glass wall panel that took up that side of the office. Her small black jacket was draped over her chair back and her bright red blouse was un-tucked from her skirt, hanging loosely down her back.

"Close the door will you," she said, still standing with her back to me.

As I turned to push it shut, I noticed the silver camcorder set up on a tripod on top of a set of oak cabinets and pointing at the desk. That should have triggered some alarm, but it had the opposite effect as, for some reason, I thought that it was just where it should be! What was I thinking?!

I turned back to Astrid and waited for her to say something.

She didn't, but she did half turn to me, and my eyes widened like saucers!

It was clear now that her blouse wasn't just un-tucked. It was also unfastened! The two sides had parted and I was left staring in profile at two very beautiful and perky breasts. Bare!

I sucked in a deep breath as her eyes watched me take in that ravishing sight, her small light brown rings circling the tips, her dark pink nipples standing out sharply. I swallowed hard as a little animal like sound escaped my lips. Weirdly, I was struggling to understand why she wasn't wearing her lacy black bra and that was diverting me from the fact that she was half undressed anyway.

She seemed to read my thoughts and glanced at her swivel chair. I followed her gaze and saw a little pile of flimsy black material, some of which was a crumpled up bra. But there was more. Surely they weren't her matching panties as well? Now my lips really had gone dry and my tongue made an involuntary trip around to moisten them.

She smiled at me and let her tongue do the same! God, that was so sexy!

But this was ridiculous! As much as I'd fantasized about a moment like this, it never happened in real life did it? I mean, the boss suddenly turning into a siren temptress! I squeezed my eyes shut, but when I opened them again she was still there, still half naked, still waiting patiently for me!

But then something triggered in my brain and I was overcome with an urge to possess her.

Even then I only moved hesitantly forwards, but she turned fully to me, her naked breasts acting like two powerful magnets. I was lost!

It seemed so natural to put one arm around her waist and ease her into me while my other hand cupped her breast, immediately sending a kind of electric shock through me as I felt her firm, hot skin and heard her gasp as her head went briefly backwards and her eyes closed as the same electric shock seemed to run through her as well.

Then her hands were around my neck, pulling me down as her head came forward and her soft lips were searching desperately for mine. When we kissed it was like another explosion of sensations went rocketing around our bodies. We hung on tight as our lips began to work on each other, tongues quickly forcing open our mouths and fighting for supremacy. I think that I lost that particular battle because she was working on my lips so feverously and I was distracted by my hand which was roaming all over her firm breasts, massaging, rubbing and tweaking her nipples.

God, this was even better than any of my fantasies! I prayed not to wake up!!

But now my hormones had taken over completely and I let my hand drop away from her bosom and slide over her belly, but I couldn't get my fingers inside her skirt, the thin belt was too tight. I grunted in annoyance and suddenly she broke away. Her eyes were on fire with excitement, lust and desire, just like mine! We stumbled back to the desk and I pushed her hard against it! We both looked at the camcorder pointing straight at us for a second. Our eyes met again. Yes, that was about right I silently thought.

Then she grasped my hand and pushed it downwards, the other pulling my head into her bosom so that I could get a taste of her breasts. Her head shot back again and she gasped aloud as my lips and teeth found her nipples. My hand this time slid urgently over her skirt, down her leg and slipped over the smooth stockings on her knee. I felt my excitement rise another notch as I caressed her leg, rising upwards and starting to lift the skirt hem with it. The electric feel of my fingertips brushing over her stockings and firm inner thighs was almost overwhelming!

Then I felt the texture change as I came up to her stocking tops. I paused to play with her suspender fastening before rising higher again and then we both sighed as we felt my fingers sliding over the smooth, toned flesh of her upper thigh.

Then I felt her hands which had been sliding devilishly up and down my back switch to my front as her fingers attacked my belt buckle.

I was finding it harder and harder to concentrated on her nipples as my searching fingers got nearer and nearer the current object of my desire. Then I got the shock of my life as I reached the vee at the top of her legs. I'd already seen that her panties were on the chair, and her bare labia was already moist and puffy but I stopped for a second at the first touch . She flinched a little as she felt my fingertips begin sliding over her swollen lips again, but what had stopped me moments before was the realisation that she was shaved smooth down there!

It was totally unexpected. In my dreams I'd never imagined it, but as I explored higher and felt the smooth skin above her hot slit I suddenly had an uncomfortable feeling that it was something to do with me! Weird!!

There was no time to dwell on that though because Astrid had quickly unfastened my belt and in no time at all, my slacks were unfastened, unzippered and sliding down my legs! Then her hands had slipped inside my shorts and I nearly hit the roof when she almost dragged my throbbing erection out of my shorts, one hand wrapping around the stiff shaft, the other sliding between my legs and caressed my balls and the tense tube behind.

She gave a grunt of satisfaction at her quick work and then froze and gasped as I slipped my fingers between her tingling outer lips and began to explore deeper inside magic slit. In there she wasn't just moist, she was absolutely dripping! I found her hood and searched inside for her quivering clit. When I hit it, it was Astrid that nearly hit the roof. She cried out softly again and suddenly squeezed my erect my member hard as her magic little button reacted and swamped her with electric excitement! Being squeezed like that nearly set me off and I had to swallow and fight hard not to react too quickly!!

I knew that I had to get her totally aroused quickly if I wasn't to disappoint, so I gave the area around her responsive clit an enthusiastic massage before dropping lower and sliding two fingers straight into her hot, pink entrance. She'd tensed as she felt me attack her sensitive little button, maybe a little over enthusiastically, and then let out a long "Ohhhhhhhhhhhh!" as she felt me invade her and begin to explore inside her molten cavern.

It seemed as though she was as ready as me though as she let me go briefly so that she could drag her tight skirt up to her waist, leaving me staring excitedly at the sight of her shaved pussy with my fingers still busy inside her.

I let out a strangled cry of my own as her magic fingers wrapped themselves around my hard cock again and drew me towards her. The intension was clear as she opened her legs further so I reluctantly withdrew my fingers and let her feed my throbbing cock tip up against her vagina entrance. After the exercise I 'd just given it, it was all ready to welcome me!

I wrapped my hands around her bum cheeks and pushed straight into her. We both sighed with pleasure as her entrance opened, almost sucking me in and gripping me possessively!

I looked into her eyes as I pushed firmly deeper and deeper until I could get no further. They were wide and almost unseeing as she concentrated on the feelings washing up and around her body from the fire between her legs. Her lips opened in a silent 'Oh!' as I reached my limit and totally filled her.

We paused for a long moment as we both savoured the sensuous feeling of being joined together so completely and then, with a quick nod, she seemed to command me to move. So I did!

I quickly settled into a fast and hard rhythm that seemed right for us both, slamming her upper thighs hard against the edge of the desk as her arms wrapped around me and she pulled me into the crook of her neck. I was grunting with the effort and she was whimpering in time with my thrusts as I slammed into her and the sweet vibrations spread around her pussy.

I reached down and let my hand slide between us searching for her slit, letting my fingertip slide in and begin to massage the supersensitive flesh around her clit. She felt like she'd take off in my arms as the sensations hit her, a long low moan escaping her lips, as her sexual passion built up irresistibly.

But, somehow, I knew that this was a tricky moment in the grand scheme of things. As my hot shaft pistoned back and forth inside her, I could feel my climax approaching fast. From her increasingly uncontrolled moans and whimpers, I could tell that the combination of being fucked by my cock and tormented by my finger was quickly bringing on her desperately sought after peak. Timing was going to be everything!

Suddenly I stopped fingering her clit, getting a confused wail of frustration in response. Then, with yet another mighty thrust I let myself go and gasped in satisfaction as I felt my climax rise up from my loins and take me, my ultra stiff member beginning to jerk and convulse inside her, finally filling my boss with my own hot juices!

She'd stiffened in my arms as she'd felt me come, as I grasped her tightly to me as I let each hot jet flood her inner cavern. But the long "Ohhhhhhhhh my God!" that she exclaimed wasn't one of a woman tipping over her orgasmic edge. It was the frustrated cry of a woman who'd been taken so close, but had been left, tantalisingly, just short!!