My boss did me in the Bank

Hi, this actually happened 13 years ago. Please share this on your blog.

I was in my mid 30s and worked in the ANZ branch in Kokopo when this happened. I was a bit slim and curvy for a big woman then I am today, well endowed with large breasts and a chubby ass that shook each time I walked. People admired the way I swayed and my friends thought I looked sexy and sensual.

I was married. My husband was a player and a jealous type who thought all things pussy revolved around him. He was a little older than me, slightly built and looked fit for his age. He was a senior person in Government agency and we were both from NIP. Our sex was good and he was a loving man, but it was those fits of rage and jealousy which often gave me second thoughts about our relationship. Anyhow we have since separated. But at that time, he was seeing some woman on the side and made no attempts to hide his infidelity and this was really killing me. Lately too, there wasn’t much sex and I was getting horny and in need of releasing the built up frustration growing inside me.

To hide my issues and unhappiness, I threw myself into my job at the bank. The ANZ Bank is a very structured and productive workplace and I made myself busy with whatever chore that was available. Our branch was small, staffed by 10 of us, with only two confined cubicles, one for the manager and other interviews. One large room was before the entrance to the Bank strong room linking our manager’s office.

The Branch manager was a very welcoming and understanding boss who concentrated on the team environment and work. He was a Tolai guy, five years my senior and married. My boss was also a good looking man, tall and masculine. He knew my husband and understood our problems.

I found myself attracted to him and often wondered if he was like in bed and the size of his dick compared to my hubby. I smiled and kept to myself never making any moves or thought that we might end up fucking. Every time he was around me or near me, I grew weak and felt moist between my legs. My arousal was increasing that twice I had to relive the pressure by fingering my pussy and clit in the ladies, till I came in my hands. It was good but I felt embarrassed afterwards. Most times when it happened, I felt my boss looks penetrate my clothes through the glass partition in his office and see right through my climax.

On Friday it finally happened. That day I was flushed and unusually horny. I kept glancing over my boss, hoping he’d come near me and going pass his office, I seductively wiggled my ass knowing he was eyeing me. Later that afternoon, he called me into the office and asked if I could stay back to examine some checks for endorsements, verify other information on the clients receiving payments and the legality of the documents. They were large amount government checks.

I excitedly agreed and wondered if there was anything else. As I turned to leave, he “accidently” brushed my ass as he showed me out. I instantly felt wet between my legs.

Later everyone left leaving boss and me alone. No one suspected anything usual about us staying late. He came out of his office, looked at the empty work stations and went to make sure the doors were locked. It was going up to six pm but still it was okay as we’d often closed at late as 7pm, nothing unusual.

My heart was pounding when he called me into his office. The pile of work papers were moved to side, and were glasses, a bottle of Bundaberg Rum and a coke bottle on the table. Have a drink with me, he smiled and mixed the drinks. I sat in the visitor’s chair facing his desk and we drank together. I don’t recall what actually we talked about but it was something sexy. After a few rounds, I was getting tipsy and a bit bolder in chatting with him.

Suddenly, he rose from his chair, came around and stood at the back of the chair I sat. Seconds later he nudged his chin on my shoulder and felt my breasts. I reached back as if to remove his hands and found him clasping my hands. They were warm and strong. I didn’t remove them, I felt the urgent itch between my legs and twitched my thighs together, gripping and squeezing my burning clit. Fuck… I was wet.

He ran his hands over my breasts through the fabric of the bank uniform shirt I wore, and pinched my nipples. I gave a slight moan, pressured my hands against his and closed my eyes to enjoy the sensation.

With his back to me, he lifted my shirt, felt my breasts through the bras and gently brushed my nape with his lips wetting it. I started moaning softly, my pussy so wet underneath. Remove it and let me feel your naked breasts, he whispered in my earlobes. Reaching back, I unhooked and my aching breasts fell into his hands. He cupped and squeezing them, milking the tips of my nipples.

Suddenly his hands were underneath my skirt, and at the center of my dripping wetness. Sliding my soaked panties to the side, he softly caressed my hairy pussy lips and rubbed my itching clitoris till I came slightly on his hands. He pulled his fingers to his face, smelt and licked my juice and looked down at me. “Tell me what you want.” He asked. “FUCK ME before anyone comes.” I rasped, so horny and completely aroused.

Then he moved fast, like and hungry animal. He assisted me on my feet, kicked the chair aside and bent me over his table facing the wall. I reached down and felt his bulging cock. Hmmmn… I want this, I begged. Unzipping his pants, I freed his hardened cock and wiped the precum of its eye as it throbbed in my hands. I turned at looked down. Oh my gosh…! It was so huge. My boss was hung like a horse and his cock was much bigger than my husband’s or anything I’ve seen before.

He grinned, satisfied at my reaction on his manhood. COME NOW…BEND OVER AND LET ME FUCK YOUR WET JUICY CUNT!

I did and shook my ass, arching my knees to give him good access. He quickly yanked my undies down, lifted my skirt up and squeezed my exposed ass cheek, slowly parting them apart for my hairy wet cunt slit. Then gripping my hips, he slammed his big cock hard in me. I gasped a loud as it broke through my tight pussy walls, and he began humping and fucking me furiously. It felt electric as I gripped hard on the edge of his table and pushed my ass back to meet his powerful thrust and he slammed his thick cock all the way.

He fucked me hard as his table shook and the glasses and papers fell over noisily. We turned around locked together in doggie fashion as I held the wheeled chair, and we moved around the office and into strong room. Panting, moaning and sweat pouring, we cried and fucked hungrily like animals. “FUCK ME HARDER…” I cried pinching and rubbing my clitoris.

Oh fuck me……baby I’m gonna cum….. He groaned. I cried. Oh no … no…. please don’t come inside me and moved to disengage.

But it was too late. He gripped my hips tightly, not letting me off and shot his cum deep inside my pussy. I felt him spurt after spurt till he cried and emptied his balls completely spent and collapsed over my back. Fuck… we didn’t use any condoms and I felt his spunk dripping down my thighs. I wiped it with my panties and threw it into the handbag. We were extremely lucky nothing happened.

All finished, we quickly tidied up. The wall clocked 6.41pm as we closed the Office and walked out separately. I had nothing on underneath except my bank uniform shirt and skirt and felt really naked. I got home with the soaked, smelly panties in my bag and my boss’s cum was still inside my squishy wet pussy.

Feeling guilty, embarrassed but somehow satisfied, I was happy that hubby was not home. He never found out, and I suddenly felt cool. Work place in the bank took a whole new meaning for me as boss and I fucked regularly whenever there was opportunity. Well, Hubby and I continued to fuck behind each other’s back. I broke off with my boss after he transferred to another branch. Today I’ve left both men and now I’m on my third marriage. This is a true story, I hope you enjoyed it.