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18years old Olivia and boss


                                                                            


My boss at work always makes me do things that I
don't wanna do. I'm eighteen and he's like fifty. He
isn't super bad looking, he isn't fat or anything either.
He just basically looks like an average guy, like a dad,
his hair is just kind of grey and he just looks old to
me. I'm only a teenager and I like boys my own age.
But he calls me into the office and makes me stand in
front of him and lift up my shirt. At first it was just to
stare at my boobs through my bra and sometimes feel
them. The first time he did it I was in trouble because I
had been late to work and he was really mad at me, he
told me that that he had to punish me because I was
being a bad employee. Then he started telling me that I
would lose my job if I didn't show him.
I feel all squirmy and strange when he takes my boobs
and rubs them in circles with his hands. He
compliments me on how pretty I am but his
compliments made me feel shy and I blush and look
away, even though they are kind of nice to hear.
He tells me how sexy I am, sometimes he calls me a
sexy little girl and it makes me feel bad because it
feels good to me to hear but I don't tell him, I just
stand there and let him touch me.
For awhile rubbing my boobs was enough. Sometimes
he would want to kiss me but I would ask him if it was
okay if I didn't because I was shy, but I said I would do
it if I had to because I didn't want to lose my job. And
he would say that it was okay I wouldn't lose my job
because I had at least let him see my boobies.
Then he started wanting more and told me that I
couldn't wear my bra to work anymore. Then when he
called me into his office and I lifted my shirt he could
see my boobies for real and I could tell that he liked it
because he got all flushed.
Then he would rub them but it would feel different
because his hands could rub my nipples too now and I
felt guilty because it would feel so good how my soft
nipples rubbed against the palms of his hands. It made
me feel so funny and tingly but i would always hide it
and not show how funny I felt because I didn't want
him to go any farther.
                                                                  
I felt so bad for all of it and he told me that it was my
fault because I looked so sexy in my little skirts and
with my boobies showing through my work shirts and I
told him that I was sorry while he rubbed me.
Then a few weeks ago he asked me to come into the
office like usual and when I came in and stood in front
of him he asked me to lift my shirt up. So I lifted my
shirt up but he put his hands on my little bare waist
and pulled me a lot closer to him sitting in his desk
chair.
At first I didn't understand what was going on but then
he leaned his face in and gave one of my nipples a
little kiss. I had never been kissed on my nipples
before and the tingling in my head got super strong
and I kind of breathed in a funny way while I watched
him do it because his lips were so soft and wet on my
nipple.
He must've heard me breathe funny because he asked
me if I liked it while his hand rubbed my bare tummy. I
told him that I didn't know so he said that he was
going to do it again to see. His hands held onto my
hips so that I couldn't move away and he leaned in and
kissed my nipple again, real slow, but then he kissed it
again and again all sloppy and gentle and I wanted
him to stop but it was making me feel so funny kind of
in a good way and my little pussy was starting to feel
funny too between my legs.
He kind of tested me by pulling his mouth away again
and I kind of lost my balance and he laughed because
I guess I was trying to lean closer to his mouth with
my boobies because I wanted more, but I didn't know
that I was until I almost fell.
I was really embarrassed and he told me to pull my
shirt back down and get back to work because I was
acting like a dirty little slut, because only dirty little
sluts liked stuff like that. I said okay and pulled my
shirt back down without looking at him and left feeling
really embarrassed.
For a whole week he didn't talk to me or ask me to
come to his office and I started feeling bad that I did
something wrong but also started wanting to figure out
how to get his attention because I wanted him to kiss
my boobies again. I knew that it probably made me a
little slut but I really liked it and it felt so good.
Then on Monday he was walking back to his office and
said 'Janie, I need to see you' and my heart beat so
fast with excitement and I walked really quickly to the
door where he was waiting and walked past him into
the office so he could close the door behind me. I still
didn't wear bras to work because I wanted him to know
I was still a good employee who still did what he asked
and wanted to make my boss happy.
He sat down at his desk and told me to come here. I
walked over to stand in front of him and said 'I'm sorry
for being a little slut' and he said 'it's okay but you
have to give little sluts like what they deserve'. Then he
put his hands on my hips and pulled me towards him
but redirected to me to sit on his desk instead of stand
in front of him.
So I sat on his desk with my little feet hanging down
and he pulled my legs apart so that my little skirt rode
up my hips and my panties showed. He looked down at
my panties and then moved between my legs and
pulled my shirt up without asking me. He looked down
at my boobies and wet two of his fingers in his mouth
and ran them around in wet little circles on my nipple.
I tried to not act like a dirty little girl and show that I
liked it so I kept my face normal but it felt so good and
it made my pussy feel so good too even though he
wasn't touching it. I didn't know why because my
pussy never felt this way.
Then he pushed me back on the desk so that I was
halfway laying down, propping myself up on my elbows
with my shirt shoved up around my neck and he leaned
over me and took one of my nipples into his mouth
and started licking it and sucking it soooo good, better
than anything I had felt before, and one of his hands
was on my thigh was rubbing my skin and it felt so
nice.
He gave my nipples such nice little kisses and sucks
and licks, I started moaning softly because I couldn't
hide my slutiness anymore. He told me that I was a
really bad girl for turning him on so much and I kept
mumbling that I was sorry and I would try to be better
while he licked me but I felt so distracted and my little
pussy was getting so wet against my panties. It made
me want to move my hips in circles but I tried to stay
still and keep propping myself up so his mouth could
reach me.
He gave my nipples such sloppy kisses while his
fingers rubbed my thighs
                                                                                     
. My legs spread open wider
for him because I wanted his fingers to go higher but
he would only rub the inside of my thigh and my knees
even though my panties were showing.
Then after a few minutes he pulled away and told me
to fix my hair and clothes. I slid off of the desk feeling
light headed and my face was really red. I stood next
to him while he watched me cover my boobs and
rearrange my shirt while looking down at the floor, and
I started to leave but he pulled me back close to his
chest with his arm and asked me if he could have a
little kiss like he always asked for and this time I stood
up on my tippy-toes and put my hands on his arms to
steady myself and gave him a soft little kiss on his
lips because my boss was such a good boss and made
me feel so good.
He groaned a little bit and put his hands on my hips,
feeling the skin, to hold me close to him so that he
could kiss me again and he slide his tongue into my
mouth for a second, so I kissed his tongue real nice
too. Then he let me leave.
I was off work for two days and I thought about my
boss the entire time. My pussy got all wet and tight
whenever I thought about him and my clit got so
swollen. I wanted him to kiss my pussy the way that he
kissed my nipples and lick my juices up, there would
be so much to lick and taste he would like it.
My parents asked me what was wrong because my
face was red and I wasn't speaking much for the entire
weekend and I told them that I was fine. My mom took
my temperature at one point but I didn't have a fever
and it confused her but then they left me alone.
I didn't do any of my homework, I was so distracted. I
knew that it was bad of me to like an older man
touching me. Especially because he didn't ask me if it
was okay, but I had gotten so used to it and now I
didn't mind. I just wondered if he would ignore me
again for a week.
Then before work the next day I got a text from him
that said 'You're not allowed to wear panties to work
anymore. If you want to keep your job then you'll do
what I tell you to do. Then maybe your boss will give
you a nice present for behaving and doing what you're
told.'
I felt worried and nervous because I didn't want people
to see my pussy, I had been taught to be modest as a
person growing up and not show my body to people.
But I didn't want to lose my job so I texted him back
that I would do whatever he asked me to do.
When I got up in the morning I felt so bad and dirty
walking down the stairs without my bra and panties.
My nipples were hard
                                                                 
underneath my shirt and I could
feel the air hitting my pussy underneath my skirt. I had
tried bending over in front of the mirror and if someone
was watching, they could see all of my cunny poking
out so I would have to try very hard not to pick
anything up.
My asscheeks also showed if my skirt swayed too
much in the wrong way.
When I got to work I moved really slow but I could feel
my boss watching me and whatever I did. I couldn't
tell if he could see anything but I felt embarrassed.
Then at one point he asked me if I could help him get
something down from one of the shelves in the back so
I followed him back there and he showed me that there
was a ladder that I had to climb up on.
'But you'll be able to see up my skirt,' I said in a
worried voice. 'No one's ever seen my pussy before.'
But he told me to do it and that he didn't care so I
climbed the ladder really slowly, trying to reach the box
without getting too high but it was too far away so I
had to keep climbing.
Every time I lifted one of my knees my whole pussy
was exposed to him as my legs spread apart trying to
climb. I climbed all the way to the top and got the box
and turned around to ask him if he could catch it but
his face was so flushed and excited and he was staring
up my skirt in such a hungry way.
Then he said that he could catch the box when I asked
him but he set it down quickly and watched my pussy
again, not caring about anything else, while I tried to
come back down the ladder. When I got to the bottom
of the ladder and climbed off of it he stopped me from
walking away.
I didn't know why but then he made me stand there
while he lifted up the front of my skirt up and looked at
the pout of my pussy lips that were totally exposed.
Not touching it, just staring at it and telling me how
much he wanted to touch it and how pretty it was, that
I was such a sexy little girl that needed to have
someone make me feel good in such slutty ways
because that's how I liked it.
I just watched him letting his words make me breathe
heavy and let him hold up my skirt while my hands
stayed at my sides. Then he looked up at my face with
these eyes that were so hungry and bright and told me
not to make a move or make a sound otherwise I would
be in so much trouble and he would fire me, and then
he put his other fingers between my legs while he held
my skirt up and rubbed my pussy hole with one of his
fingers.
                                                          
I stood there staring down at myself while he touched
me and I felt my face growing red and I felt so hot all
over my body because it felt so good for my little
pussy. He moved in these fast circles on my pussy
hole and then slow circles and my pussy got wet and
he rubbed his fingers around in my wetness before
pulling his finger out from between my legs and told
me to lick it.
I couldn't look at him because I felt so dirty and bad
and so I looked at his hand instead as I slowly reached
out my tongue and tried to lick my wetness off as best
I could.
'God you're such a good girl,' he told me while I licked
my own juices and I shuddered a bit without knowing
why.
'You can't ever wear panties again so that your boss
can touch you whenever he wants and see your little
pussy whenever he wants to because you're little body
is so sexy I want to look at it all the time,' he told me
and I nodded obediently.
'Now give your boss another kiss,' he said and I raised
myself up on my toes again to kiss him while his
hands moved behind my skirt and cupped my bare ass
checks, feeling the skin and he groaned into my mouth
because I was kissing him nice and good how he liked
it, kissing his lips and then kissing his tongue.
My hands rested on his chest while his arms encircled
me and then he let me go and walk away to get back
to work while some of my wetness dripped down my
leg.
TO BE CONTINUED.

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