I Sucked My Boss Part 3

My Boss is Jealous I'd fucked my boss. The experience wasn't what I'd hoped for, and I was hungry for more, and my ambition only grew after that afternoon in the car. I saw her with different eyes, but the connection between us seemed distant. She had more experience and I felt lost, not knowing for sure what she wanted. One thing was certain: she would not waste time with a guy like me. She had power, she was influential, and everyone admired her, and I couldn't understand why she'd choose me to give her that blow job she had, out of all the other options. The idea that she was seeing other people consumed me. I became paranoid, thinking about her all the time. I smoked to try to forget, but I ended up looking for pictures of her on the Internet. I know readers, I was looking like a clown, but when you fall in love with a powerful woman, it's hard to replace her with anyone else. That photo, which I accidentally saw on his cell phone, left a deep impression on me, and it was the trigger for everything that happened after that. I sucked my boss, I licked my boss, I ate my boss. We had our bodies connected, if only for a moment. Working at a school is synonymous with parties and fake smiles, and having to socialize with people I can't stand just to keep my job is the kind of thing that puts a strain on me. At one of these fraternities, My Boss was exuberant, all the men at the party looked at her discreetly, some didn't even disguise themselves, they ate her with their eyes. One of the men was Professor Altair, a man of short stature and bald, but with a striking presence. Despite his appearance, he was very strong and had a charm that attracted many of the teachers of the school. Some rumors that my boss was giving to him, began to emerge in the school, it hurt me. At that party he didn't take his eyes off Our Lady, she was dressed, the rabbi showed her and was showing the shape of her panties between her buttocks, just to imagine that ass and that bouquet I already get the mead roll. Her eyes met his eyes in a game of mutual seduction, while I felt invisible. The doubt consumed me: did she want me just to satisfy her desires or did I still mean something to her? She would throw herself into Altair's arms all night long, dancing and teasing him, his strength contrasting with mine, and I felt smaller and smaller as I watched them. My boss drank a lot, smiled at everyone and from time to time she looked at me trying to provoke me but I didn't pay attention so she pretended to ignore, I was jealous of her, I wanted that mature one just for me, only I could suck her pussy, only I could put her to sit on my roll. I had had a few too many drinks, and I decided it was time to go home, and as I walked up the school ramp, my senses were clouded when I heard a call. - Where are you going? - It's my time, congratulations on the party, it was great You don't want to extend the party with us? - I don't want to interrupt anything between you and Altair. I don't have to explain myself to you. Her words touched me deeply. I had feelings for her and expected something more, but she, being my boss, seemed to be on a pedestal. I just walked away and didn't say anything. - Claudio, I didn't mean to upset you. I could hear in the background the metal door closing and the laughter of the teachers, especially Altair's. The next day, she called me into her office via WhatsApp, which I thought was strange, since normally an employee would notify me in person. As soon as I walked through the door, she came towards me, her eyes full of regret, whispering in my ear, confessing how sorry she was for the words spoken at the party, and assuring me that she had been thinking about me the whole time. She needed to explain herself. She called me out of school and suggested we meet at a hotel this afternoon, said she'd make up an excuse about the computers so as not to arouse suspicion. I needed to hear her explanations, even though I knew deep down that I was not going to be convinced. We took her car to the motel, the room was simple, nothing fancy. - Claudio, every second with you was magical. Your kiss took my breath away and your touch calmed me down. I apologize a thousand times for the way I treated you. I'm sorry for you, and I'm sorry for myself too. I fell in love with you. Because she was being low, playing low and appealing to the feelings, I pretended to be moved, pretended to believe, and then I played with her. - You're an asshole. Yes, you like to provoke me, yesterday I got the hard roll watching you sneaking up on another man. We had great sex that day, she took off all her clothes and I could see her naked for the first time in person, in addition to the picture I had seen on her cell phone. As she sat on me, her breasts jumping together and beating on her belly, I looked at her hard beaks, sometimes I held her under her breasts and felt her sweat on my hands, spreading them over her body, squeezing her waist. I left her at 4 on the edge of the bed, stood behind her and made her see, I pressed my body against hers, wanted to shove her balls into her lap, she moaned and begged for more. I ejaculate on her breasts while she sucks me off, she makes a point of spreading my semen on her beaks, it's fucked! We were fine again, but why she wanted to come back was still a mystery. And did you guys like part three?