Under Her Boss (Futanari) (Futa on Female) (2 page)

For some reason, Suzie couldn't help but think of Anita's pink tongue and how it twisted in her mouth as she emphasized her words. A tingle ran down her spine, but she quickly composed herself. "I'm confident that I can handle whatever you throw at me."

"I value dedication in my employees." Anita flashed an almost predatory grin. "It's imperative if you're going to handle the heavy
loads
in my office of day to day work."

Suzie's fingers tightened around the lukewarm cup of coffee. "Believe me, Ms. Crowley - Anita, I'll do anything it takes. Be here day and night, sleep in the broom closet if need be."

Anita's laugh was warm and brief. "Anything? Now, that's intriguing." She leaned forward and folded her hands on the desk. "Well, understand that as my personal assistant, you'll be my public face in a lot of situations. I need to know that I can rely on you for that, and for that I need your complete trust."

"Whatever you want, Ms. Anita. I'm not the type to spread gossip if that's what you're worried about."

"We'll find out, sooner rather than later." Anita smiled wryly. "You have a beautiful face, Suzie. It'll do well for the publicity shots. You'd need a new wardrobe, though."

Suzie blushed slightly beneath her freckles. "I lost half of my old one in a couple of misplaced moving boxes as it is. I promised myself not to go splurging before I got a proper job."

"In that case, now would be the time." Anita reclined in her chair again and crossed her legs the other way. "Take off your dress, dear."

A surge of elation made Suzie's heart flutter. "You mean I got the job? That's... I beg your pardon?"

Anita wore her expression of mild amusement like a mask. "You heard me, Suzie. You do want the job, don't you?"

"Er, yeah." She bit her lip and sunk her fingers into the dark fabric. "If you're sure."

"Oh, I am. That dress definitely needs to go." The hint of amusement in Anita's smile grew downright lecherous.

"Isn't there laws against this kind of thing? Workplace harassment?"

"You're not in my employ yet." Anita gestured towards the door. "I won't stop you."

Suzie hesitated. She was back to feeling as if she were merely a spectator to her life, looking in from the outside as she placed her coffee cup on Anita's desk and seized the dress at her shoulders. The moment stretched out like the eternal second on her wrist watch. There was a brief darkness, a rustle of fiber going over her head and then it was done. She stood beside her chair with a rosy face and her dress clutched to her chest, naked except for her racy underwear.
Oh god, why did I wear that damn set today
, she asked herself.

"Now, Suzie, there's no need to be modest. Leave the dress on the floor where it belongs. You're a pretty girl." Anita raised an eyebrow as Suzie obeyed and exposed the skimpy, red thong that served as the sole shield for her modesty. In all honesty, it didn't do much in that respect. "A pretty girl and a naughty one, it seems. You were expecting to strip for me today?" Anita's eyes flashed wickedly. "Or was it just a contingency in case the interview went south?"

Suzie did look rather scandalous in her underwear. The straps of her thong hugged the lush curve of her hip and her bra accentuated her plentiful, perky breasts. A tasteful spattering of freckles spilled onto her upper chest and shoulders as well, pale skin drawing out the fierce red of her hair.

"It's, uh, more of an confidence thing," Suzie lied. The strap was digging into her again, but she felt too self-conscious to correct it and played down her squirming. "A lucky charm, if you'd believe that."

"Wouldn't be the craziest thing I've heard. I don't blame you for bringing some luck of your own - but I really must know if you can handle yourself, so your underwear will have to go, too."

Suzie pressed her thighs together. It took a great deal of effort to keep her arms straight at her sides. "Of course," she made herself say. "Anything you say, Anita." Her heart fluttered as she reached around to unhook her bra, while her gaze sought upwards and settled on a point outside the window, attaching itself firmly to a point on the horizon. Her red bra fell to the ground and left her big, puffy nipples exposed. They stiffened at the chilly touch of the air conditioning. Suzie bit her lip in quiet consternation.

"That's much better, dear. You need to let your beauty fly free. Your lovely breasts certainly deserve it." She drew out the moment, unabashedly drinking in the sight of Suzie's lush form. "And now your panties. Every lucky charm must go."

Suzie breathed. Her eyes remained on the spire outside the window as she felt the light touch of her fingers grazing over goose-pimpled skin. Her hands drew flat against her hips and hooked around the straps of her thong. A tingle ran down her spine. "Of course." Before she even consciously realized, her thong was on the carpet. She couldn't muster even the courage to cover herself up, still keeping her arms straight against her sides.

"Now, that's a pretty pussy. And you shaved, too? I'm not sure that I buy the notion that this wasn't your plan all along." Anita rose from her chair. Her steps were slow and deliberate, taking every opportunity to admire Suzie's bared form - and let her squirm in anxious anticipation for whatever might come next. She walked around Suzie with an approving nod - Suzie felt that gaze like a physical thing, causing goose bumps to bloom down her back as Anita finished her orbit.

"It's really not..." Suzie started to say in a barely audible voice.

Anita sidled up close and silenced her with a touch of her finger against Suzie's lip. "Ssh. Enjoy the moment. Feel the power rush through you. You don't need lucky charms. Everything you need, you have right... here..." Anita slid her hand down the gentle slope of Suzie's back, fingers following the groove of her spine until the shapely curves of her rump took over. Anita's middle finger continued into the cleft, while the rest of her hand ran along the fullness of her cheeks. 

Suzie heard herself gasp. Anita's fingers found her lips, bare and unprotected. Her thighs pressed together, but Anita advanced smoothly and ran the points of her fingers up and down Suzie's outer lips. The blush on her face grew darker, still. Suzie was more excited than she'd admit, but the thought of the Anita discovering was more than she could bear.

The fingers that shushed Suzie dropped down over her front with a lazy, almost casual pace. They traced over her neck and chest, sending a slew of tingles shuddering through her skin. It took all the willpower that she could muster to maintain her composure - and it all crumbled when Anita's honeyed voice whispered in her ear.

"Can you feel the confidence? I certainly can." Anita nipped at Suzie's earlobe, while her hand descended, wrapping around a breast and squeezing her with the tenderness of a lover, a lover that knew exactly what she wanted and would take it without question. Anita's other hand busied itself with Suzie's pussy, applying just enough force to make Suzie's snap for breath a little harder with every passing. "Feel it for yourself." Anita left Suzie's breast and took her hand, leading it against the CEO herself. She felt warm and soft under the shirt, though Suzie's gasp caught in her throat as Anita lead her hand down between her legs to a spot that was anything but soft.

She had to look. Breathlessly, she forced her eyes downwards, past Anita's sly smile and deep cleavage. There was no denying the bulge in her skirt and with Anita's hand pressing her own against it, she could feel every throb of hot, rushing blood.

"You..." Suzie started to say, before Anita caught her in a kiss. It was brief, but her tongue felt like molten fire, almost too hot and lively to manage. Then she withdrew, her hands leaving Suzie to unzip and dispose of her skirt. Anita's garter belt came to light, but it was the big, fat cock between her thighs that drew all of Suzie's attention. The hefty shaft left her at a loss for words, not only from surprise, but also because of the sheer, astounding size of it. "You're
hung
." Suzie whispered.

"How kind of you to say." Anita wrapped her hand, glistening with pussy juice, around her manhood and gave it a few strokes. Huge and heavy, it rose to full hardness, a throbbing pole more than a match for Anita's fingers. The beast had to be a foot long at the very least and Anita's hefty balls dangled ponderously before her bare thighs. "Are you still feeling confident that you can take my load, Suzie?"

Suzie's heart fluttered, though her curiosity grew too great to be held back. "Yes," she breathed, fighting to get a hold of herself. She reached forward and tentatively wrapped her fingers around the thick she-cock. It was almost too thick to close her fingers around and the powerful throbs of blood sent tremors up her arm. Anita's hand closed around her own and bade her stroke, smearing out the thin coat of lubrication over her dusky skin. "I'll handle it all. Every inch."

Anita grinned. "I'll leave it in your capable hands." She took a step forward, thrusting her swollen erection up between them and drawing Suzie into another kiss, while her arms wrapped around her naked body and slid down to appreciate Suzie's backside once again. Her cock pulsed between Suzie's fingers and left a wet mark on her belly "Mh, you taste sweet." She flashed her teeth again. "I can't wait to fuck that cute, little ass of yours."

"I can't wait either," Suzie concurred in a low voice. She forgot to breathe, but she simply couldn't take her hands off the awe-inspiring pole. Anita's nearness overwhelmed her senses with scents of power and sensuality, and the sheer warmth of her cock made Suzie tremble. She eased her hips back, giving it space to drop down, and took it between her thighs. Her puffy cunt overflowed with arousal and trailed her wetness atop the thick erection as it slid past.

"My, you're
soaking
," Anita said, a glimmer in her eye. She drew a moan out of Suzie with a thrust of her hips and seized her at the waist. "We better fix that. Can't have my assistant cause a spill on her first day on the job - do you have any idea how expensive this carpet is to clean?" Anita swiveled Suzie around and lead her backwards towards the desk, lifting her onto the smooth, wooden surface.

"Do you have a plug?" Suzie asked with the hint of a giggle, spreading her legs wide to wrap them around her boss. Anita's cock slapped heavily against Suzie's belly with a delightful
slap
of skin on skin. The desk felt solid, but not unpleasant, beneath her naked bum and the rounded edge wouldn't leave any marks. She reached up and unbuttoned Anita's white shirt. The dickgirl didn't stop her, instead busying herself with finding a steady grip around Suzie's hips and sliding her wonderful cock into place. Anita's large breasts spilled out with a hint of her dark nipples behind a provocative barrier of black lace.

"I have just what you need." There was enough precum smeared over Suzie's lower belly to glisten in the light, but Anita had enough of teasing. The thick, round head of her dick throbbed against Suzie's pussy and pooled their combined wetness in a stream down Suzie's inner thighs.

It was too much to bear. Suzie curled her toes and pushed her legs against Anita's backside. "Fuck me," she pleaded. "Fuck me with your big, fat plug!" Her last syllable stretched out into a squeal as Anita thrust her hips forward and buried her bone in Suzie's sopping cunt.

"I'll plug you alright," Anita chuckled, her voice husky. Her cock filled out Suzie like nothing else, hard as rock and shuddering with life as she drew it back out before thrusting in for another go. Her balls
whapped
against Suzie's cheeks and the dickgirl soon settled into a rhythm, thrusting, filling and pulling. "I'll plug you good," she promised.

Suzie couldn't help herself. Her moans filled the open space of the office, intermingling with the sound of sex and their combined grunts of exertion and pleasure. Her loins were on fire and she jerked her hips helplessly against Anita, her cunt clenching down on the amazing cock and threatening to leave her a shuddering wreck. She clutched herself against the sultry dickgirl, as much to prevent herself from falling as anything else, and dug her fingers into Anita's dark jacket.

Anita moved like a well oiled machine, screwing Suzie's brains out with the casual air of experience. Her scent was intoxicating and her words still sent small shivers down Suzie's spine. "Such a tight, sexy cunt. To think you looked so innocent." Anita pressed her lips against Suzie's neck, her teeth leaving small, passionate marks as she thrust into her again and again. "But you were really just a filthy slut waiting for my cock."

"Anita, I'm almost..." Suzie snapped for breath, pressing herself flush against the dickgirl. The sensation of her warm, sweaty skin against her own felt wonderful and her thick nipples dug eagerly into the flesh exposed by Anita's bra. The words lodged in her throat as an explosion went off inside her head and she clamped down on Anita's dick as if trying to squeeze the life out of it. She screamed out her orgasm with her eyes clamped shut.

Strong arms lifted her from the desk. Suzie clung tightly to Anita while the other hilted herself inside Suzie and erupted with molten cum. Suzie felt every twitch of the thick cock, her fingers curling behind Anita as the wave of dickgirl jizz flooded her pussy. The mixture of their juices squirted down over Anita's smooth balls, a cloudy liquid that continued on in a stream onto Anita's thigh to drip onto the crimson carpet below.

"Oh, wow..." Suzie murmured as Anita let her sink back onto the desk without breaking their embrace. "That... That was something else." She rested her face on Anita's shoulder, breathing in the pleasant, heady smell of her perfume.

Anita cracked a grin. "You weren't too bad, either. But dear Suzie, we're far from done." She pulled her dick out with a wet sucking sound and took it in hand. The thick shaft had barely softened after the ordeal and grew to full erection with but a single stroke. "I believe you spoke about being thorough and dependable. You wouldn't leave a job unfinished, would you?"

She had to stare in the light-headed amazement of her afterglow as they untangled. Her knees trembled beneath her as she stepped out onto the floor. "Of course. I'm here to take care of you."