I head back to my desk to pack up my things and head out. I just about walk face first into the glass doors of the office, since my mind is preoccupied with other thoughts - other thoughts that include me on my knees in front of my dickhead of a Boss with his dickhead in my mouth. Just the thought of that very recent memory flushes my face a dark shade of crimson. I shake my head in an attempt to get the dirty thoughts out of my head, so I could get to the bus station without getting hit by a car, or whatever.
Luckily, I make it to the bus station and get on the bus heading to the nearest stop to my house. Now I can actually take my mind off of today's events by looking out the window at the passing scenery. The ride ends quickly though and I walk the rest of the way to my apartment.
I unlock the door to my apartment and make a beeline to my bed, I lay there feeling exhausted, but the lack of distractions makes my mind wander to all the things I did and I can't help, but think about Vincent and what we did together. I feel a heat begin to grow in my stomach as my mind perfectly visualizes my boss's dick and the heat begins to go lower, and lower until I can feel my dick emanating a fire-like warmth. I curse myself for feeling like this, but my dick is throbbing so much it's beginning to hurt, so I slowly bring my hand down to grasp my length. My mind wanders a bit, but I can't help but keep going back to Vincent's hard cock going in and out of my mouth, thinking about such dirty things brings small whimpers out of my throat. I come close to climax almost immediately after starting, but thinking about my boss like this is doing weird things to me, so as I cum all over my torso, I say my boss's name in a long drawn-out moan. Then I'm out like a light, snuggling into one of my pillows.
I wake up to the buzz of my phone's alarm and sit up in my bed rubbing my eyes. I feel oddly good today, which is a rare occurrence, so I get up and hop in my shower. Feeling the hot water on my skin feels refreshingly good, so I close my eyes and relax in it for awhile. I open my eyes and get out of the shower, drying off and putting on some office attire stuff, that honestly always looked a bit too big for me, but today I couldn't care less.
I arrive at work and head towards my cubicle, waving at Janice on the way which she happily returned. I get started on my work and time passes by smoothly, I finish quite a few reports and feel pretty good, giving myself a mental pat on the back. As I'm typing away at the next report, I hear an ahem and look up to see Vi- err, my Boss looking straight through me. I jump out of my seat and he looks at me like I'm some psycho. I feel my face flush a bit, but I try not to falter away when I ask him what he needs from me.
"Well," he says with a small grin displayed on his evil looking face "I needed to tell you that you seem to be falling a bit behind, Luca."
I look at him dumbfounded, he and I both know I usually go the extra mile with work, I'm not a slacker, not in the slightest, so hearing him say that kinda hurts, but I'm not one to speak out of place, so I nod and apologize, telling him I'll work harder.
"Now, Luca an empty promise means nothing to me, I need to actively see you working. I'm going to need you to stay in late again tonight, so you can catch up to where I'm expecting your output to be." I swear that his grin gets even bigger and more menacing, but I still nod in agreement and reluctantly say "Yes, sir."
As time goes on, I can't keep focused anymore. I hate to admit it to myself, but behind all that dread, I feel myself anticipating being alone with Vincent again. I try my best to get a few more reports done, but my mind is in another state and I struggle to finish them. Closing time has come and people are starting to leave.
I wave my goodbyes to them and as I would have guessed I'm the only one staying late. I type away at my keyboard finishing my reports and I can't help but think that this situation is very familiar to yesterday. I continue working, but I'm drawn away from the monitor when I see Mr. Sabatini make his way towards my desk. I snap my head back to the monitor and continue working, trying to ignore the presence that appears behind me.
It feels like my back is on fire, as I hear his footsteps get closer behind me, I squeeze my eyes shut because I'm dying from anxiety and I feel like I'm about to be eaten. I feel him lay his hand on top of my head - h-he's petting me, I'm so surprised I go stock-still, but I slowly relax and to my dismay I may have started leaning into his touch too. As he was rubbing my head, he lowered his mouth to my ear and whispered.
"I've been wanting to touch you all day, Luca." This set off some explosives in my head and I let out a light needy moan, which looked like it surprised him as much as it surprised me, so I cover my mouth from embarrassment, but as soon as I do, he pry's my hands off my mouth.
"No, I like the noises you make, Luca." as he says this, he starts licking and nipping my ear, which causes another needy whimper from my lips.
