Todd was working late on a spreadsheet that he had to have done by the following morning. Taking a gulp of lukewarm coffee and running his tired hand over his rugged face, he stood up and stretched before noticing that he wasnât the only person left in the office. With a piercing, swift pang of terror, Toddâs eyes met those of his district manager, Erika.
A lump rapidly swelled in his throat as his eyes wandered over his bossâs gorgeous body. Her silky-smooth, black hair was typically styled into a neat bun on the back of her head, but tonight, she had let it flow in all of its glory. Her beautiful face included a pair of thick, red lips, a gleaming row of teeth, and two dazzling honey brown eyes. Although her formal business suits hid most of her skin, Todd could tell that it was painstakingly tanned to flawlessness. Once, when she had dropped a folder of graphs for an upcoming meeting and had bended down to retrieve it, Todd had caught a glimpse of her succulent ass. However, all of these things were meaningless compared to the aspect of Erika that made her the envy and desire of every man in the office, her colossal breasts. Her boobies were perfect; no man who worked with Todd had ever seen better ones. They were commonly restrained by a tight, 36DDD bra, but once in a very great while, sheâd let her massive tits loose and allow them to bounce and jiggle fantastically, inducing incredibly strong bouts of horniness on all of the males in the building. Todd had loved Erika from the moment that he saw her, but was always avoiding her. After a few moments, Todd shook out of his mesmerized state and with a stutter, managed to say,
âOh, Iâm s-sorry. I didnâtâŚI didnât know you were still here.â
Erika was usually strict and cold, so Todd was expecting a spiteful response, but tonight, he was greeted with a warm smile.
âItâs all right, Todd. I just came over to ask you for a favor.â
He nodded.
âWell, itâs just that I needed someone to help me back up some files on my hard drive. Iâm purging my PC of old and unused documents and I donât want to lose anything important. I knew that youâre good with this kind of thing I was just wondering if youâd give me a hand.â
It was true, computers were Toddâs thing. He was teased about it back in high school, when everyone saw him as a geek, but fortunately 10 years later, the taunting had stopped. Todd had retained his nerdy appearance, however, and was still wearing thick glasses, a pocket protector, and penny-loafers. He was tall and lanky and topped with an untidy mop of light brown hair. With a weak grin, Todd nodded again, wishing he could say something witty or clever. Erika smiled and beckoned for him to follow her to his office.
They briskly marched down the blackened hallway to a distant light cascading from an open door at the end of the corridor. All the while, Toddâs horny eyes were glued to his managerâs mouth-watering butt, but he managed to tear them away as they neared the entrance to her office. Erika and Todd strolled inside and over to the desk, where a top-of-the-line desktop was cluttered with papers, post-it notes, and coffee mugs. She promptly sat down and began to explain her dilemma in detail.
Before long, Todd and his boss were nearing completion, and Toddâs eyes were once again drifting away from the monitor and onto Erikaâs cleavage. He had a nice view, too. He was standing over her shoulder, and the first few buttons of her suit were unbuttoned, revealing a magnificent boobcrack.
When Todd was done, and the computer was in the process of shutting down, Erika stood up and faced him. Without giving him time to react, she embraced him tightly, mashing her luscious melons against his frail chest.
âThank you so much, Todd. I donât know what I would have done without you.â
She pulled away, grinning and leaving her employee with an enormous hard-on. She continued to speak as she held his slightly trembling hand.
âI know I can beâŚwell, a bitch sometimes. Iâll admit it, but Iâm not always like that. I just hope that we can help each other out like this all the time without feeling uncomfortable, you know?â
She glanced down at her Rolex.
âHey, Starbucks is still open. Do you wanna grab some coffee?â
Todd wasnât too fond of Starbucks, but at this point, heâd go anywhere with Erika.
âSure, thatâŚthat sounds great.â
She flashed a radiant smile and grabbed her keys from the desk before Todd turned off the light, she locked the door, and they slowly wandered down the murky halls of the office, casually chatting about their day.
When they arrived at the parking garage, Erika suggested that they take her car, a brand-new, black Mercedes. Todd was happy to oblige and slowly opened the door to the passenger seat. On the way to Starbucks in the downtown region of Seattle, Todd and Erika realized that they actually had a lot in common. Both were huge fans of the reality show, Survivor, ate tuna on a daily basis, and would die to take a trip to Argentina.
As they entered the seemingly empty coffeehouse, Erika approached the counter and ordered two iced mochas, Toddâs favorite. As they sipped their drinks and gazed out at the soft, summer moon, Erika brought up a topic that Todd both adored and dreaded. She started to talk about sex.