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I'm the boss' girlfriend and he really likes me
As a young admin I worked for a boss of a man. He was a challenge and I was not always able to keep up. One day he chewed me out. It was real bad and I was sure that he was going to fire me. I fell into his office chair and broke down and started crying. When he asked me what my problem was I told him he had 'torn me a new **' and I didn't know whether I was fired or not. He immediately called me out for speech unbecoming a lady and to straighten myself out, if he wanted to fire my ** he would have done it.
He grabbed me at lunch and told me he wanted to have a word with me and we went downstairs to the deli in the basement. He told me he wasn't there to parent me but he was going to parent me because I needed it. Quit the foul language, come to work ready for the day, kiss his ** because he was the boss, he wanted me to serve him, not some other secretary, to wear something that brought the woman out in me, when I bent over he wanted a nice set of **, when I bent over a nice **, he hired me to look at me and he repeated that he wanted me to serve him.
That night after work he decided to drive me home. Usually I had an hour bus ride and a four block walk to my ** apartment. He drove me in his black Mercedes Benz. He parked on the street and walked me to my apartment so he could see where I lived. He told me he was going to ** me, I could either take it face to face or he would bend me over and tear me a new **, to use my words. He wanted me to show him why he should keep me, why I should have the privilege of serving him, why when he looked up he should see my ** and not some other secretary's ** or **.
He ** me on my messed up bed, which I had to make up right after he ** me. I had to clean up the apartment, wash all the dishes and put them away, hang all my clothes, clean the bathroom. When he came over to ** me he wanted a nice clean apartment and clean sheets. He told me that the virtue he wanted from me was obedience. And he wanted kissing and for me to sit in his lap and feed him my **.
After he was done laying down the law and telling me he wanted me to show him why I he should keep me I told him that I had never had a boyfriend so don't blame for not knowing how to act. I was more of a girlfriend type than a boyfriend type. And I had never had a ** in me until that day. He laughed at me, but it was true. He got there first and once he believed me he added that to his wants, no one, no matter what got to me, no one. He and he alone owned my ** and he wanted to ** and ** my ** and he wanted sweet kisses.
I ** his ** to show him he's boss. I believe that you ** the ** of the man who pays the bills. Not because I like it, I really don't. It's respect. I like him ** me and I like to sit on his lap and I like knowing that I'm the one that he wants to **. I don't know why I think I love him and I'm pretty sure he is in love with me. In love enough that I have a better apartment and he pays the rent and the utilities and I live there for free. I keep it clean and neat like he likes it. It's a woman thing I think, when your man comes over he shouldn't have to ** you on dirty sheets on an unmade bed. And yes I always ** his ** and show him respect. And I'm obedient, he really likes that for some reason, not for me to say.
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