I work as a massage therapist -- it's a clean salon, not the kind that gives happy endings, ha ha.  But I was hoping that my lastest escapade might have a happy ending... still, it was going to be risky...

 

You see, I have a crush on my boss.  He is a muscular guy but without tattoos.  I know he works out at the gym and pumps iron... and I can just imagine how thick his cock is.  I think he played football in college.  His dad actually owns the place but he runs it like it's his.  He's friendly and kind, for a big guy :)  I've had a crush on him ever since I joined the staff.  Some of my co-workers also think he's hot, but they have been too shy to date him.  Anyway, we think he has a girlfriend because some chick often calls him and he often ends the call by saying "love you" and the voice is too young to be his mom (btw her voice is so loud we can easily hear her if he is in the same room).

 

So I figured I would make a play to see if I could seduce him... sort of take one for the team, so to speak LOL. But I was going to be taking a huge risk because if my play crashed and burned, well my job would be toast too.  And I didn't want to lose my job, so I was going to have to be careful... and cunning.

 

I figured football was a good opening gambit.  "Hey, Boss, did you play ball in college?" I asked him one day beside the watercooler.  He turned and looked at me and replied, "Yes, Annie, actually I did."  I added that I had been a cheerleader and he started chatting with me about when and where.  I replied nonchalently to his questions because I was more interested in the bulge in his pants.  The more I looked at it, the bigger his pants seemed to be.  Was I imagining things?  Was he really getting a boner right in front of my eyes.

 

Then, accidentally, I spilled water on his shirt.  Well, maybe, it wasn't all an acccident LMAO.  "Oh, no.  Sorry, Boss" and I reached down and tried to dab his shirt with a paper towel.  Now the water had gone on the white shirt in his abb region and it quickly revealed he had a tattoo that went down into his crotch area.  I couldn't see what it was, but I knew that, heck, I wanted to find out.  

 

"Your shirt is too wet, why don't you take it off so we can dry it," I suggested.  He looked a bit sheepish, but I tugged at it and he really had no choice.  As he unbuttoned the shirt, slowly was revealed the head of a devil in a multi-colored tattoo.  It looked evil and playful at the same time.  I just knew it went down to his cock, and suddenly I knew I was super wet as well, thinking about how nice it would be to make friends with the devil for a while.

 

And then I made my play... "What's a wicked tattoo, Boss.  I bet you are too shy to show me the rest of it."  I pointed to his office and wagged my finger at him to follow me.  Fortunately, no-one else was around, and I saw him double check to be sure there wasn't.  "Now, exactly what do you have in mind, Annie?"  he asked slowly and with a glint in his eye.  Now I knew he had taken the bait; I just had to land him. 

 

I lifted up my lab skirt a bit. "Boss, I'm not wearing any panties today.  Do you wanna find out if that's true?"  And before he could answer I moved into his office, sat on his chair and waited.  Sure enough, he followed me in.  I sat with my legs apart and said, "I show you mine, if you show me yours."  

 

He said, "Annie, I knew you were a slut... you are such a tease... and I am so hot for your little body."  And he dropped his pants to reveal a huge thick boner.  It joined the devil tattoo, just as I predicted, so that his cock was a large nose on the devil's face.  The tattoo went a third of the way down his cock.  "Wow, boss, that's an awesome tattoo and and even more wicked cock," I cried.  And, wasting no more seconds, my mouth was on his cock and sucking it.

 

I licked up and down his shaft with my tounge.  I caressed his balls and I swallowed his fat meat stick down my throat.  "God that feels so good in my mouth, " I moaned to him.  He reached down and ripped my lab coat off.  His hands were so strong he peeled it off me like an onion skin.  Then he reached down and put a fat finger into my pussy which was ozzing wetness.  I was so horny now, I sucked him even faster and harder.  

 

He grabbed me up, kissed me softly, and then planted me on his cock like a flag.  But this flag was moving vigorously.  I hopped up and down on his thick cock like this was the only time I was ever going to feel it.  I said, "Oh yeah, boss, fuck me like there is no tomorrow."

 

"You are such a slut, Annie, I love it," he said as he thre me on hsi desk and pounded me hard, muttering dirty talk.  "Yes, fuck me, hard Satan," I replied, "make me one of Satan's slaves."  He seemed to like this because he increased his pace and muttered some more words I didn't understand."  I felt waves of pleasure orgasming inside of me as he filled up my pussy to the hilt with his fat cock.

 

And then, he withdrew and shot a large white creamy warm load between my tits and said, "That's a field goal, Annie, you fucking slut."  And I just scooped his cum up in my hands, and ate it, saying... "You are the boss Satan." 

 

He seemed to like that.  After we had cleaned up, he asked if I wanted to come to a dungeon with him some day.  I replied, "maybe" and we left it at that.  As I returned to work I realized I had no panties on.  "I hope no-one notices," I said to myself.  I could still feel his cum dripping out of my pussy.  Not only was his cock thick, his load was huge.  I was still cleaning up my thighs a long time after.

 

"Don't worry, Boss, I won't tell your girlfriend," I said as I leaving the salon later.  He replied, "I don't have a girlfriend."  Then I asked who was the girl he said "love you" to on the phone?  "Oh, that my twin sister," he said.  "Twin??" I gulped.  "Yes," he said in confirmation.  "Is she as kinky as you?" I asked.  His reply was positive.  "Humm," I mumbled, "Does she go to the dungeon?"  He replied she did.  "Then give me the address, Satan, and I will worship my Boss."

 

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