Me and my Boss: New opportunities (Conclusion)

All good things come to an end, or you could call all bad things come to an end.

The atmosphere at work was becoming more tensed. It has been a month since all these things happened. There weren't any rumours surfacing around me yet, but I felt the time spent with him was getting too much. Even if all was safe for now, rumours will definitely surface soon. There was a newcomer who came in, and I happened to be her mentor for this. I taught her all the ropes she needed to climb up, aside from all the things that are not so right.

Eventually I took her out for meetings, actually it only was 2 days before she actually went out with me. Cindy is a fast learner and very outspoken as well. The meetings with my boss became lesser as I spent more time with the newcomer. When I went back home, a phone call from Kitty changed me.

She had a job offering in another company, and asked me whether I would like to take it up. It sounded attractive, so I went for the interview behind Vincent's back. My new (and current) boss, a female, feels kind and understanding on the top layer. But truth is she is very demanding as well. All things seemed well and I took up that job offer, prompting me to write a resignation letter to my dear Vincent.

Actually for the day, I did not know how to pass the letter, especially towards him. But I also know that I cannot stay long here, soon butterflies will be flying all over and I may end up in a bigger scandal. I took the next few days passing on everything to the new girl, and brought her around to meet the various customers. Once I felt that more or less things are settled, I went into the Vincent's room to find him. The first thing that happened was, an immediate request for a blowjob!

As expected from him, which I obliged to give him, anyway will be his last. I merely sucked him for a short while, he was smelling quite bad today and I spent most of the time jerking him off instead. Once he was about to cum, he quickly directed me to show my boobs to him, and that was when he shot it all over my top.

Vincent: Yum Yum. Maybe should have went for below.
Me: This is probably your last, I'm so busy nowadays. Be thankful.
Vincent: No way am I letting this be the last.
Me: There is a letter for you, I'm heading off.

I left work shortly after that, not before giving my friendly HR a call and notifying her I was leaving the company. Whether did Vincent read the letter or not was irrelevant, it was just courtesy to be informing him that I'll be leaving. The next day I did not call in for work, Vincent was on overseas trip and apparently he did not read the letter. I took a week of break and in between was settling with my ex company HR on the details. The newcomer was more than capable to take over my job, though it was rather tad irresponsible for me to quit so suddenly, but she actually loved the job and was glad to be taking over.

3 days into my vacation I received a phone call from Vincent.

Vincent: WHAT YOU QUIT?! WHY SO SUDDEN?
Me: I needed a break and a fresh environment.
Vincent: We could have make arrangement. Now I'm sure you know that you need to give at least a month notice for this.
Me: Well aware of this and spoken to HR, maybe you could talk with them on this? She has actually briefed me fully on the consequences and etc.
Vincent: What about your work?
Me: Cindy is handling it fully.
Vincent: Anyway I wish you all the best in your new career.
Me: Thank you.

I compensated the company for the abrupt resignation, but its ok to me since I needed to do a clean break from him in the shortest quickest possible time frame.

My new job actually started a month later, I delayed it. So in fact I actually had time to settle things properly before leaving, just couldn't wait in my mind. Now I am out of there, aside from all the things done with and by him, I'm actually still quite grateful that I learnt so much from him.

A few weeks down the road and I contacted Cindy, she was doing well and closed much of the deals. 3 months after I left the job, I heard from Cindy that Vincent has left the company. Amongst the rumours that were spreading, she told me the most possible reason was due to sexual harassment. I asked her whether did he lay hands on her, she said he tried but the funny thing was, she no longer reports to him just a week after I left, she now reports to another team lead instead. The more juicy info from her was he tried to lay hands on some new girls, probably rejected flat by them and a complain was lodged against him for that. The amusing thing was it was multiple complains from various people, which makes me wonder why during my time no one stood up against him, or was I the only unfortunate candidate.

Ettu Signing Off ☺

Me and my Boss: Kinks and Fetishes (Chapter 3)

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Me and my Boss: Being Liberal and Exploited (Chapter 2)

Those were the most deepest impression incidents that to date I could still remember. But that did not stop at just those 2 days, it gradually became an almost daily thing where he dictate what clothing to be worn daily. Moving up with time, it went on to even days without wearing any panties, and soon it was total nude inside. It began to be more assertive, more intrusive. But after every day, my mind seemingly became broader and looked aside from these "minor details".

There was actually no benefits from listening to him, no pay raise neither did I get special treatment from him. But I did gain a lot of experience in dealing with various customers as such I was not really complaining from his demands. One day he invited me to his room after work and that was when things went deeper. I wasn't wearing any panties that day and he called me into his room.

Vincent: Lift up your skirt and show me.
Me: *Lifted up my skirt and displayed my bare pussy to him*
Vincent: Nice.. *reaches into his drawer and pulls out a vibrator*
Vincent: Show me how do you use this
Me: What?! Here?!
Vincent: Yes here.
Me: There is still people around.
Vincent: If you remain silent, no one will find out. *grin*

I sat down on the sofa opposite him and placed my legs onto the soft leather seating. With the vibrator in my hands, I turned it on at its lowest speed and placed it on my clit. My pussy was wet for the day, the thought of being panty-less somewhat makes me wet and moist throughout the day. His eyes glued tightly on my pussy as I masturbated for him. I kept my moans in my throat, not wanting him to hear any of it as the toy send waves of pleasure through me. Vincent watched me for a couple of minutes before he dropped his pants and greeted me with his hairy big black dick. Standing next to me, he ordered me to suck him, which I did not hesistate as I was really horny.

His cock did not fit my mouth well at all, it was too big and the smell was rather pungent, though not unbearable.He cummed rather quickly, which pleased me a little as I was getting tired from blowing him. From that day onwards, more things came and it became much more frequent.

There was once I was blowing him under the table during lunch time, and someone walked in to his room looking for him. It was another guy who was on the same level as him, and they began a discussion. Vincent did not stop me from blowing him, but also I wouldn't want to blow my cover being under his desk. Still the naughty thought of disturbing him made me kept my lips around his swollen shaft, I wanted to tease him till he cannot take it. I kept looking up to see his reactions, time after time he was totally engrossed with the conversation there weren't any signs that I had actually disrupted him. Instead he surprised me by cumming into my mouth, which caught me off guard and I nearly hit my head on the table because I panicked. This is one guy who sure is able to multitask.

All these happened in less than 2 weeks after being in his care, and it seemed to be happening too quickly. The night meetings with him always ended up into something more than just a meeting. His plans always executes when it was night, and tonight he wanted to fuck me in his office.

I was not expecting it to happen that night, usually such activities happens on days where he would instruct me to be panty-less. But tonight I was in my panties, and he wanted to take my pussy, which have been weeks dating to our first encounter. Locking the door to his room, he unzipped his pants and pulled out his hard cock. "Bend over the table." he said, leaning close to me and I could feel his cock through my skirt. I leaned forward and slowly bend down onto the table. His cock rubbed against my entrance through my panties, and I felt his fingers pushed aside my panties, just for a couple of seconds before it plunged into me. I lost it immediately and moans escaped my mouth making him even more excited.

"Give me your arms" instructed Vincent, pulling my arms back to him and his hands held tightly onto them. His hips moved faster, his strokes came in deep and hard. The pace increased and he made me cum a couple of times. Though it was just a really short time, this experience was one of the best I had during that time. He pulled out just before he cummed, shooting his hot cum onto my ass and some landed on my pussy, slowing dripping down onto my panties. He released my panties and wiped his dick on it.

"Pull up your panties and let's go for dinner." Vincent said to me, I was a little confused, one was well there is a slightest chance of pregnancy from this but yet this guy is not worried at all, another side of my mind was taking this act as extremely kinky. After dinner, we had sex again in his car, and with the same way he pulled out of my pussy and shot onto my pussy. By now my panties had 2 loads of his cum and after I pulled up my panties, he even fingered me a little, pressing my panties into my pussy little. I wasn't afraid at all though, I was on pills anyway. It just bothers me a little on why he likes to cum at such a place, and it is the 2nd time for that day.

Me: You love to cum on pussy?
Vincent: Why yes my dear..
Me: Why?
Vincent: I like spunk on your most intimate areas, like a dirty slut who loves cum. But if you do not like it we could go with other areas.

Secretly inside me, I was aroused by it. But I could not let him know, if not I would officially become his cum dump. It is just a fantasy for me to be spunked and made to wear that sticky wet thing and not allowed to wash it, but never knew a person like him would have this interest.

Ettu Signing Off ☺

Me and my Boss: How it all began (Chapter 1)

A little wild series of story from my past, about one of my direct superior at work.

Vincent, my ex-direct boss and also a person with multiple fetishes, plus a dirty bastard to be exact. He sets his sights on almost all the girls within his department, very persistant and does not gives up even though he has been rejected. He is from India, his grasp of language is somewhat there, though it became obvious to me that I ended up doing most of the presentation when meeting up with clients.

My memory of how it began was not at its best, lots of bits and pieces missing in my head. In the beginning, rumours has already been spreading around about how Vincent was picking up girls from within our department. Even though it was just a few rumours, many ladies steered clear from him and tried not to have much contact with him as much as possible. Due to this it even led to a drop in the female staff in my department and caused an increased in male staff within my department, though he was not questioned at all for such behavior.

I had little experience with him but a couple of times he tried to ask me out, which I rejected him flatly. Later on there was a client whom I had to meet up with, and unfortunately for me, he was invited to be present too. This led to one of our first few meeting, which ended up on the wrong side of the table. During the entire business talk, well I was rather ignorant about holding my liquor and ended up drinking way too much than I could handle. Many of the details are lost in my mind, the only thing I could recall off was vaguely that I had sex with my boss, and I awoke with him next to me, both of us naked and dried cum on my face. My pussy felt sore as well and that signified some activity has happened indefinitely. Countless of used condoms layed on the ground, we were at a hotel but none of the condoms had cum in it.

From this incident onwards, Vincent began acting differently towards me. Even though I shunned from the topic of sex when with him, sometimes even just by walking past him, I would get playfully spanked by him out of no where. It became more frequent and in just a few days after that incident, somehow he pulled me into more business opportunities and even made me take up another role of being his assistant. I wanted more exposure to my job, but was not interested to be his assistant at all, either way I had to stick around to increase my exposure.This marked the start of his exploitations once I agreed to take up the additional role to be his assistant, aside from my main responsibilities.

On the first scheduled meeting with the customer, he brought me out early for lunch. After lunch he brought me for shopping, choosing a bunch of clothes for me to try on and even lingerie. As long as it fits on me, even though it maybe kinda revealing and the skirts he chose exceptionally short, he would buy them for me. At the end of the day, I just brought back all the clothes and had them washed. I was thinking shrugs he just bought them for me, to be more presentable though it was overwhelming, but never did ask me to model for him. It was still acceptable until 2 days later.

Vincent messaged me at night, dropping me a bomb shell that I did not expect.

-Message-
Tomorrow's meeting will be in formal attire. Be dressed in the attires we bought earlier on, in any combination will do. Be presentable.
-End of message-

My jaws dropped when he sent me that message, I was a little panicking and quickly went to my cupboard to fish those clothes out. The tops weren't that revealing actually aside from a few, the skirts were the major pain due to all of them being so short. Since it was a dinner, I supposed I should get dressed in a more presentable way like he mentioned and reluctantly I selected the black V dress.

The next day evening I donned that dress and was kind of regretting about the decision. The V neck line was so low and my cleavage was pretty exposed from that view. My boss was already waiting for me downstairs and I went out with that attire, to his delight and to my demise. The dinner went well, but for me, the numerous stares I'm getting from the public as well as from my client was not acceptable to me. I was more diligent today and refrained from consuming too much alcohol. Once I'm back in the car with him, that was when Vincent made his move for more demands.

Vincent: What a kinky girl you are, choosing the black G-string..
Me: Just grabbing the first one in my hand.
Vincent: What about the top?
Me: Black as well.
Vincent: Lets see.. Among the 3 which we bought, my guess it is the sheer lace!
Me: Wrong!
Vincent: I don't believe, show me evidence!
Me: *pulls down a side of my dress and showed him my bra strap, he was right actually*
Vincent: See I'm right.

The day ended with him sending me home and giving me another ticking message after that.

-Message-
For tomorrow, Formal attire. With a dark blue bra. Mandatory. The rest are up to you.
-End of message-

Ettu Signing Off ☺