I was transferred internally to be the personal assistant of an executive. My work station was right outside his door, which meant that I heard everything, and knew who came and went. One day I felt bad, I had a migraine headache. I looked bad, was very pale by all accounts. He stopped and with very little prodding I admitted to feeling bad. He surmised I had eaten something, and offered to take me home.

I never expected a man to be in my apartment, much less my boss. There was underwear on the floor of the bathroom, dirty dishes in the sink, and the bed wasn’t made. He sat down on my bed and took all my clothes off, each and every piece of clothes, including my bra and underwear. I was now completely naked in front of my boss. I asked him what he was going to do with me, and he told me that the fastest way to get rid of a migraine was to get fucked until it went away.

I just didn’t stop him, I let him lay me down on my bed and he insisted to get a full view of me and opened my legs and ate me. I lost it in the first minute and had an o*****. At which point he got on me and got his d*** in me, and proceeded to f*** me. He gave me a choice of taking his sperm in my v*****, or turning onto my stomach and taking his sperm in my colon. Either way he was going to leave me with his sperm in me.

My mind was racing, but I wasn’t fast enough so he unloaded in my v*****. I was aware enough to let him know that he was getting me pregnant. Good, you need get pregnant. Your not doing any good to me, make sure you make me a son first.

I was showered, and washed up one side and down the other by him, I had my wet p**** sucked on in the shower, and he stuck his tongue in my b*******. With hardly drying off, he laid me back down on my bed and fucked me, again leaving his sperm in my v*****.

My migraine was gone completely. I had a belly full of sperm, and the full knowledge that my boss had put his tongue in my b*******. If at one point there had been a sacred distance between us, it was gone.

From that day forward, I had to lean over to kiss him when I said good morning to him, or lift my face for a kiss if he was standing over me. If he felt like it he grabbed my t**, or grabbed my a** cheeks. I wasn’t working for him anymore, I was home cooking with his son on my t** and another one in the oven.