My Sex Life: Boss pt. 2
Not much to say with this one. I am going to try to get back to more regular posting after far too long without. Story suggestions are welcome or if you just want to message your thoughts. I will respond to serious attempts to communicate. However I will not respond right away. This is the conclusion of this segment of the series, but I have a number of other ideas in the works for this series.
After my intense encounter with my boss, Makara, I arrived home tired and overwhelmed. Once in my room I quickly removed my clothes and with care pulled the underwear from my ass, moaning as I did so. I stood and hesitated a moment before dropping them in the trash. I considered further before pulling out my other pairs and piling them on the bed. I stared at the pile as I considered whether or not to comply with Makara's instructions to get rid of all of my underwear. Finally I put them away and took a quick shower before crawling into bed.
The next morning I woke late. I considered stroking myself, but noticed a text. Groaning I grabbed my phone and found it was from Makara. It was short and to the point.
- No Cumming
I stroked for a short time, but ultimately gave up without finishing. Foregoing the futility of swearing I got up and went to my dresser. I hesitated as I considered my underwear, but ultimately grabbed a pair of shorts and dressed. It was weird walking around my room without underwear. I was soon about half erect and wondered how I was going to get through a day, between being turned on and an erection would be hard to conceal. Fortunately I had no reason to leave home that day, but I knew that the next couple of days would be busy and that meant I would need to come up with something.
After a day of considering the issue I selected a pair of pants that were tight enough in the crotch that while uncomfortable would keep my erection in check. Fortunately I had another pair and I would be doing laundry on Tuesday. At last Wednesday evening arrived and I headed over to Makara's shop. I was amazed to find two rooms completely organized and ready for business. On Saturday night one had been almost ready, clearly Makara had been busy. When I reached the room he was working on he looked up smiling.
"Ah, good you're here." He immediately crossed the room and began rubbing my crotch with his right hand. I was soon straining against my pants. He grinned wider.
"Good, you're following part of my instructions. Have you cum since then?" I shook my head, unable to speak as I felt myself blushing.
"And my other instructions?" I avoided his gaze. However before I could respond he suddenly grabbed me and before I could react I found myself bent over a desk. As I attempted to gather myself for a response he pulled down my pants, allowing my hard dick to swing free. Again I was so shocked by this turn of events I hesitated and suddenly felt a sharp smack on my rear. I cried out, more in shock than anything else, but this was only the start. He continued to smack my ass, sometimes one cheek other times both, with a steady pace, slamming me into the desk.
In a short time my ass was stinging, while I'm sure both my ass and face were bright red. My dick was also painfully hard. It was only because he was holding me in place that I didn't drop to my knees. I had no idea how many times he smacked me and I was still swaying back and forth when I realized he had stopped.
"Now, get to work and next time I expect a report that you've completed all of my instructions." I nodded slowly. He looked sharply at me, but I spoke first.
"Yes, sir." He smiled and patted my ass almost affectionately.
"Good." He returned to organizing the room and I went to the other room that needed work and saw that he had made a decent start on it since Saturday. I worked steadily and by the time I was ready to leave the room was nearly finished. I headed to the other room to let him know I was done. He looked up when I entered.
"How we looking?" I swallowed as I tried to see him as my very personable boss and not the guy who had fucked me to an incredible orgasm.
"I think we might finish in time for your Saturday opening." He grinned.
"Wonderful. When can you join me next?" I thought carefully.
"I've actually finished most of my classwork, so Friday, yes, as for tomorrow, maybe about nine." He nodded.
"Excellent. Sleep well." He returned to finishing the room and I turned to leave.
Once home I got my underwear out on the bed and after staring for a bout twenty minutes or so I three them all into the trash.
The next day continued to be a struggle as I was certain that I was constantly erect and that it was obvious. However I got through the day and arrived just before nine. He was working steadily away when I arrived. When I entered he looked up, smiling when he saw it was me.
"Good." He quickly crossed the room and gently squeezed my hard dick. "A bit pent up. Well, did you follow my instructions?" I nodded as I failed to suppress a moan. He laughed softly.
"Yes...sir." He nodded and released me. I groaned in frustration.
"Let's see how far we get to tonight?" I nodded as I returned to the room that I had been working on. I frequently stopped to take a deep breath rather than rushing. However despite this I was still confident that we could finish in time for the opening. This time I didn't notice the time, but he came in.
"I think this is late enough. I shouldn't need long to finish the other room and together, two hours tops to finish this one. Let's go." As we walked to the parking lot I was just waving goodbye when he shook his head.
"Come on there's an all-night diner practically next door, on me." I smiled and followed him, we passed two store fronts before we reached the one that was lit. He led the way into a fairly traditional diner with no other customers, but one employee in sight. She was an older woman, close to fifty I would estimate, attractive, but probably a little old for me. She appeared bored, however she looked alert when we entered.
