So I talk a good talk about not shitting where I eat. I'm considerably less good at walking the walk.
This isn't about my immediate boss. He's cheerfully gay and I'm not attracted or attractive to him. But the organization for which I work had a Christmas party this year, and I was strongly encouraged to attend even though it seemed like the last thing I'd want to do. There have been some shakeups recently, and putting my face in people's minds was mentioned as a good idea. I'm not fishing for a promotion, not until my immediate boss retires, but I'd like to continue to get work, so I showed up.
The big boss was going to be there. A new big boss, a woman, and I hadn't really met her or had any contact with her, so my immediate boss introduced me.
The big boss is intimidating, but nice. We chatted for a few minutes, then she was called away to do other big-boss things. She's gorgeous, just a little older than I am, Black, tall as me, with luscious curves that I made sure I didn't notice. After all, shitting where one eats, and ogling the big boss probably wasn't a good idea.
But then she came back and kept chatting with me, and it went from, "We're exchanging small talk," to ,"Is she chatting me up?" I noticed her eyes appreciating my body, and I let her do that. Then I let my eyes rove a little, and she started smiling and talking in this tone of voice which was considerably lower in register, like she was purring almost. Very earthy, very sexy.
"You're my type of gal," she said at one point, and it was clear that she wasn't saying it like, "You're my type of woman," but more, "You are the sort of woman to whom I find myself attracted." I didn't even know she was gay, or bi, or whatever. She didn't show up with a husband.
"Listen," she said after a few minutes, "in a minute my aide is going to come over and tell me to keep glad-handing the donors and so forth, but if you're not doing anything after this, I'd love to get better acquainted." It was such a power move. Normally I'm a bit domme when it comes to other women, and being dominated a little made me wet. I might not have gone for it with a man. Who am I kidding, yes I might, but it wouldn't have worked as well as it did.
"I'm up for whatever," I said, trying to sound nonchalant and failing, which made her laugh, a low, musical laugh that made me even wetter.
"I imagine you know all the ins and outs of the building," she said, her eyes locked on mine. "If we're both talking about the same thing."
"I'm sure I could find us a quiet corner," I said, not at all hiding my enthusiastic smile.
Then, as if on cue, her aide did show up. The big boss said her goodbyes and then was practically marched off to meet donors.
I hit the appetizers, had a drink of water to quench my nervous thirst, and thought, "You idiot! What the fuck are you doing?" to myself. That's Rational Lexi. She's a buzzkill but she makes good points.
Irrational Lexi showed Rational Lexi a picture she'd been working on which imagined the big boss naked and waiting for me, and Rational Lexi gulped down the rest of a glass of water, found a quiet spot to ogle, and stared after the big boss with ill-disguised lust in her heart. In other words, I checked out the big boss's ass. I couldn't see a panty line, and the dress was very revealing.
Eventually the party started to wind down a little, and the big boss sidled up to me. "So, had any thoughts on out-of-the-way places?" she asked.
Honestly, I hadn't been sure whether anything was actually going to happen, so I hadn't given it a lot of thought, but I knew a few off the top of my head that would work, and my immediate boss and I were the only people likely to be in any of those places, and he had already left. I suggested one, and the big boss smiled. "I've got a master key. Perks of being the boss, I guess. And I'm pretty sure I know where that is. So why don't you head there and I'll join you in a few minutes."
I was still figuring "a few minutes" meant half an hour and possibly not at all, but there was a nice place to sit, or lie down, in the place I had suggested, and I figured I could at least take a load off. Anything to get me out of the party, which I would have left long ago had it not been for the big boss.
She showed up four minutes later, locked the door behind her, and said, "God, these parties are hell. I'm so lucky I found a choice little piece like you."
"We're not going to beat about the bush about this?" I said, relaxing a little. "Because I'm dripping wet just looking at you."
"You total slut," said the big boss, and I got worried until she grinned. "Okay, so I'm dripping wet too. I haven't had a good fuck in ages, not since I moved here. You're okay with this?"
"Fuck yeah. Let's just get naked and stop worrying about it."
I hadn't expected anything to happen (which seems like a theme these days) but I wasn't wearing granny panties or anything, just basic black. I got down to underwear and then she made an appreciative noise and said, "Honey, can you unzip me? I got into this thing but I'm not sure I can get out without help."
She turned and I unzipped, and I'm not ashamed to say I cupped her ass a little. She peeled the upper part of the dress off and then slipped it down over her ass, and was naked just like that, no underwear at all. "You like?" she said, turning around.
Her tits were gorgeous. Slightly bigger than mine but in proportion to her frame still quite small, with tiny brown nipples that were probably perkier when she was younger but were still very nice now. A few stretch marks here and there, and she had a little tummy, but a beautiful package. And her pubis was totally shaved except for a tuft of dark hair, dark as the hair on her head, at the apex.
I didn't answer her, just leaned in and kissed her for the first time. Her breasts pressed against mine, her fingers found my pussy beneath my panties, and she started fingering me furiously as her tongue delved deep into my mouth. My breath hitched and I came, hard and fast, still breathlessly kissing her. My hands moved to her ass and pulled her close, my panties slipped to the floor, and we were making out and fingering while standing in the middle of the room.
Then she gently but firmly guided my head down until I was gazing at her pussy, and she hadn't been lying when she said she was wet. It was dark brown and lovely, with a pink passage and darker lips spreading outward. She pulled my face between her thighs and held me there by my hair, thrusting her mons forward a little with her hips, enticing my tongue. I started licking for all I was worth, and when my hands found the cleft between her buttocks and she didn't say no, I started exploring the back door while tonguing the front. She sighed happily and then put one leg around my shoulder, opening herself more fully to my ministrations.
By the time she came I had one finger in her pussy and another in her ass, my tongue on her tiny clit just rolling a little. I felt her clench and relax several times, then she pulled me up again wordlessly, got my bra off finally, and then practically pushed me back onto the couch. Her lips traced my collar bone, my breasts, my belly, then down to my inner thighs.
She was much more finger-oriented than I usually am, much less oral. Her lips hovered over my clit for a start, and she worked one, then two, then three fingers into me. But those fingers knew what they were doing. And I was wet and ready for them.
When she started sucking my clit, all three fingers pressing rhythmically up into the roof of my vaginal passage, I came again, stiffling a whimper. She didn't let up and I didn't stop enjoying it, cumming again quickly with the force with which she was fucking me. "You cum so easy, baby," she said in wonder.
"You're really good at it," I said in return. I pulled her up this time, reeled her into my arms, and we kissed fiercely. Her fingers found my pussy again, and this time I was ready with fingers of my own, and we rocked like that, fingering and sucking tongues. It was a bit subby on my part, but it was more like two dominant women meeting in the middle. I could feel the heat of her on my thigh and I pressed it up between her legs, until she did the same, and then we were rocking on each other's thighs. I came first, but she didn't last long when I tweaked her tiny nipples.
Then the alarm on her watch went off. "Fuck, that's my aide," the big boss said, looking annoyed. "I guess fun time is over. Quick, help me back into the banana skin, please."
And then she was gone, and my clothes were still strewn about the place, and I was sitting there totally naked with the door unlocked. In Penthouse this would have led to something exciting, but in this case I just got dressed again, tried to straighten myself up a little, and then left.
I put out some discrete feelers and no one else heard or suspected a thing. She knows where I work, obviously, though the big boss is in charge of the organization and doesn't leave the office much. I don't think I did anything wrong. If anything, she took advantage of me, if it comes to it. It was wonderful, and a little weird.
