Chapter 3: Chapter 3
Upon entering the office, Amelia was greeted by Sarah Wilson, her boss. Sarah was a stern woman who wore business attire. Her brown hair, laced with numerous grey strands befitted of a 51-year-old woman, was tied into a bun, and her blue eyes held a steely determination. She motioned for Amelia to sit down, her expression unreadable.
"Amelia," Sarah began, her voice cold and calculating. "How are you doing?" Sarah asked, her tone betraying none of the curiosity that lay beneath it. "Everything okay at home?"
Amelia shrugged nonchalantly, her gaze fixed on Sarah's stern features. "Everything's fine," she assured her boss, her voice brimming with false cheerfulness. "No problems here."
Although she had never really taken a good look at her boss before, but now that she had known and frequently enjoyed the taste of mature women, Amelia couldn't help staring at the facial features of Sarah.
The woman had an allure that was subtle and refined, which matched the business-like appearance she carried around. Her graying hair and slightly wrinkling skin could not diminish the innate elegance of her femininity.
A faint smile played on Sarah's lips as she watched Amelia scrutinize her. The younger woman seemed lost in contemplation, and Sarah found this moment to be oddly fascinating. Sarah couldn't shake away the image of Amelia masturbating, her hand gripping the base of her massive cock and stroking it furiously.
That particular memory had been imprinted on her brain since she discovered the hidden camera footage, and she couldn't deny the tingle of arousal that coursed through her veins whenever she recalled the scene.
"Well," Sarah finally said, after a long silence, her voice breaking the tension between them. "It seems like everything is settled, then. I just wanted to check in."
Amelia shifted uncomfortably in her seat, her gaze flitting nervously between Sarah and the clock on the wall. "Of course," she replied hastily, her voice strained. "I appreciate your concern, though." Amelia's heart pounded erratically within her chest, the memory of her encounter with Lily and Rosanne fresh in her mind.
Amelia, through some miraculous forces of the universe, managed to gain acceptance from both Rosanne and Lily to engage in a threesome with them. Needless to say, Amelia came more than usual the previous night, which made her wake up late and go to work in a hurry this morning without any of the two mature women relieving her of her morning wood.
Her gaze drifted to Sarah, and a strange sensation surged through her. The thought of sharing an intimate night with her boss intrigued her, and she couldn't help but imagine how delightful it would be to satisfy Sarah's needs. The idea of having Sarah in her arms, exploring her body with her cock, excited Amelia beyond measure.
As Amelia stared at Sarah, she noticed a slight flush creeping up Sarah's cheeks. The shemale was wondering if her boss could hear her thoughts, although Amelia quickly squashed away the ridiculous notion.
The ironic thing was, Amelia might be wrong in her assumptions, but the central topic of her suspicion wasn't far from the truth.
Sarah sultrily stood up from her desk and sauntered toward the office's door, her high heels clicking rhythmically against the polished floor. The older woman locked it with an audible click before she moved to the back of Amelia's seat and put her hands on the shoulders of her subordinate.
Sarah leaned in, her face hovering dangerously close to Amelia's, and her perfume wafted in Amelia's direction. The aroma was tantalizing, a mixture of musk and floral notes that reminded Amelia of Lily, and it made her cock throb.
"I know that you have a big secret which you don't want anyone to find out," Sarah said as her right hand shifted downward to Amelia's nether region. She rubbed the area roughly but sensually at the same time, stirring a certain object. "I saw something..." she whispered seductively, her voice dropping to a hushed tone. "Something rather intriguing..."
Amelia swallowed hard, her gaze flickering nervously between Sarah and the office door. she stammered, her voice quavering slightly. Sarah chuckled darkly, her grip tightening around Amelia's shoulder. "You shouldn't have been so careless, Amelia," she chided, her voice dripping with malice. "Especially considering your position here."
Sarah's hand continue to rub against the phallus hidden beneath three layers of clothing: the skirt, the stockings, and the panties. Amelia bit her lip, struggling to suppress the moans that threatened to escape her throat as her cock strained the fabric of her lingerie to its utmost limit.
"What do you think, Amelia?" Sarah purred, her voice dripping with lust. "Do you like what I'm doing?"
Amelia swallowed hard, her gaze locked on Sarah's eyes. "You're...you're making me feel things," she managed to utter, her voice cracking slightly.
Sarah's eyes sparkled with amusement. "You know, Amelia," she drawled, her voice low and sultry, "I've seen quite a lot of things in my life. But your secret, well, it takes the cake."
Sarah ran her thumb across Amelia's cheek, her touch lingering longer than necessary. "So tell me, Amelia," she coaxed, her voice laced with curiosity, "Why did you decide to hide such a marvelous gift?"
Amelia hesitated, her mind racing with conflicting emotions. She felt exposed and vulnerable, yet strangely invigorated by the prospect of revealing her secret to Sarah.
But before she could say anything, Sarah had moved from the back of Amelia's seat to the front, her hands slipping underneath her subordinate's skirt. The female boss yanked down the panties that was stretched beyond its limit by Amelia's throbbing cock, freeing the massive phallus from its confine.
"You know, I have installed a hidden camera inside the storeroom to catch slacking off workers. However, I couldn't have ever imagined that I would saw you... comforting yourself, and it shocked me to my very core." Sarah's fingers traced the length of Amelia's erection, the velvety texture of her cock eliciting a soft gasp from the elder woman. "But when I saw how much pleasure the women in your... masturbating material seemed to have, I have been wanting a taste of this magnificent thing myself." Sarah said, her voice trailing off suggestively. "I can't stop thinking about it ever since."
Sarah cupped Amelia's cock in her hand, her touch gentle yet firm. As she stroked the shaft, an electric current seemed to surge through Amelia's veins, and she could barely contain the moans bubbling up from deep within her throat.
Sarah's fingers danced around the crown of Amelia's cock, teasing and tormenting until the shemale was panting heavily, her entire body quivering with anticipation.
"Sarah," Amelia gasped, her voice strained. "I need you to...to touch me. Touch me properly."
Sarah smirked, her gaze locked on Amelia's pleading eyes. "Is that what you want, Amelia?" Sarah taunted as she kissed and licked the pre-cum leaking from the tip. "Then, show me how much pleasure you give to the ladies in those videos."
Amelia's heart raced, her excitement building with each passing second. She knew that she had to please Sarah, to demonstrate her prowess as a lover. The shemale leaned forward, pulling up the female boss from her kneeling position and bending her over the desk.
With practiced motions, Amelia swiftly stripped her boss' lower garments, leaving only the black stockings. The older woman's rear was completely exposed, and Amelia could see droplets of juice dripping from her moist entrance.
As if she was an animal acting on its instinct, the shemale buried her face between Sarah's ass cheeks, licking and slurping the wet folds with a fervent vigor. Amelia took great pleasure in tasting her boss's wetness, feeling her juices drip down her chin and soak through her clothes. The smell of the older woman's arousal was intoxicating, and Amelia couldn't get enough of it. Her tongue plunged deeper and deeper, seeking out the source of the delicious liquid flowing from Sarah's nether regions.
"Amelia," Sarah moaned, her voice quaking with desire. "Touch me...touch me with that magnificent cock of yours."
Without hesitation, Amelia rose to her feet, positioning herself behind Sarah. The shemale grasped her boss' hips firmly, guiding her cock to the glistening pussy. Amelia pushed into Sarah, stretching the inner walls as wide as possible.
Sarah moaned, a guttural cry of pleasure escaping her lips. The sensation of being filled by Amelia's cock sent shockwaves of desire coursing through her veins.
"Amelia," Sarah gasped, her voice quivered with anticipation. "Fuck me. Harder."
The shemale obliged, her cock thrusting deeper and deeper into Sarah's tight passage. Each stroke drove them closer to the edge, pushing the boundaries of pleasure and pain. Sarah's body arched, her muscles stiffening as Amelia's cock plunged deeper and deeper into her. She let out a strangled cry, her nails digging into the wooden surface of the desk.
Sensing a good moment, Amelia used her boss' arching back to quickly removed the latter's blouse and bra. Once they were discarded onto the carpeted floor, Amelia grabbed Sarah's ample bosom and squeezed it tightly while still thrusting into her.
"Sarah," Amelia groaned, her voice thick with lust. "You're incredible."
Sarah let out a low, throaty moan, her body trembling with anticipation. "Yes, Amelia," she hissed, her voice dripping with desire. "Fuck me harder."
Amelia obliged, her cock plunging deeper and deeper into Sarah's wet pussy as her fingers deftly fondled the bouncy mounds and pinched the hardened nipples. The shemale's balls slapped against Sarah's clit with every powerful thrust, creating a symphony of sounds that filled the office with an air of intense desire.
"Fuck me, Amelia," Sarah groaned, her voice strained with pleasure. "I need to feel that cock fill me up."
Amelia increased the intensity of her movements, thrusting harder and faster into Sarah's willing body. The shemale felt her cock slide effortlessly in and out of Sarah's slick tunnel, each stroke sending waves of pleasure coursing through her veins.
Having been without any man in such a long time, Sarah found the experience utterly liberating. It felt as if Amelia's cock was a living entity, pulsing and throbbing inside her with a life of its own. The sheer size of Amelia's cock made Sarah feel full in ways she hadn't experienced in years. The exquisite sensation of being impaled by a cock this massive was almost overwhelming.
Amelia reveled in the sight of Sarah's writhing form, her boss's body reacting to the shemale's ministrations with a fervor that was truly inspiring.
The pent-up sexual frustration also came with easy orgasm, and before Amelia could react, Sarah had climaxed on her own, the woman's vaginal walls constricting around Amelia's cock, spurring the shemale to shoot her load.
"Oh, Sarah," Amelia moaned, her voice echoing with satisfaction as she hugged Sarah tightly from behind, her hands were still on the latter's bosom. The massive phallus was spurting forth streams of cum as Sarah's inner walls were wringing it as much as possible.
The release of pent-up sexual frustration was exhilarating, and Sarah could not believe how wonderful it felt to be fucked by Amelia.
As they rested in each other's arms, panting heavily from exhaustion, Sarah realized that this experience had changed her forever. The forbidden fruit of a shemale's love, a love that she never thought she would ever indulge in, had become an irresistible temptation. And now, she had tasted it, savored it, and desired more.
"Amelia," Sarah said, her voice hoarse with emotion. "That was... unbelievable."
"I'm glad you enjoyed it, Sarah," she replied softly, her voice thick with emotion. "It means a lot to me."
Sarah sighed, her body still quivering with post-orgasmic bliss. "You have no idea, Amelia," she murmured, her voice trembling slightly. "This...this was something else entirely."
Amelia reached out, gently caressing Sarah's arm.
"I'm glad you loved it, too," she murmured, her voice shaking slightly. "I didn't know what to expect at first, but now... now I'm glad that I have walked through that door."
Sarah, upon hearing those words, contemplated something a bit before she proposed. "Amelia, would you like to be my personal secretary?" Sarah asked, her voice sounding tentative. "I mean, I've never had someone with your abilities on my team—and I certainly wouldn't mind getting more of this wonderful treatment."
Sarah winked suggestively, her gaze locking onto Amelia's eyes. The younger woman swallowed hard, her heart pounding erratically within her chest. She knew that she had to seize this opportunity, to further her relationship with Sarah, and to secure her place within the company.
"I'd be honored, Sarah," Amelia replied softly, her voice trembling slightly. "And I promise to serve you faithfully."
Sarah nodded approvingly, her gaze locked onto Amelia's eyes. "I accept your offer, Amelia," she murmured. "But before you leave, show me your willingness to be my assistant."
With great effort, Sarah stood up, moved toward the sofa for guests and lay down. She spread her legs open, the sexy stockings and the welcoming pose were signs that would make any men lunge forward.
Amelia was a lady in the flesh, yet she was turned on by the spectacle laid out before her. The shemale hungrily approached the inviting moist entrance, which was dripping with both semen and juices of Sarah's own orgasm.
With a passionate growl, Amelia pressed her cockhead against the engorged lips, the tip barely touching the entrance. Sarah groaned loudly, her body convulsing with pleasure as she anticipated the reinsertion of Amelia's massive rod.
"Amelia," Sarah moaned, her voice quivering with anticipation. "Please fuck me...fuck me hard."
Amelia obeyed, her cock sliding effortlessly in and out of Sarah's wet pussy, her fingers fondling the bouncy mounds and pinching the hardened nipples again. She had an odd obsession with mature women's breasts, which was why she played with Rosanne's bosom a whole lot whenever they had a coupling session.
The way the milk-filled globes jiggled under her touch gave a sense of delight that was addictive, and the fact that they belonged to an older woman only amplified the euphoria. Now her palms were caressing Sarah's breasts, squeezing and kneading them tenderly.
They spent a long while in Sarah's office before Amelia came out with an utter satisfaction on her face. What happened in that room was something extraordinary. Not only did she receive a promotion to a higher rank and an increased salary, but she also had the honor of becoming Sarah's personal secretary. However, the benefits extended beyond professional duties; she became Sarah's personal plaything as well.
From that day onward, Amelia would report to work early and stay late to ensure that her boss was satisfied. Despite the long hours of tedious paperwork and meetings, there was always a thrilling reward waiting for her.
Sarah's taste for submission, combined with her insatiable appetite for pleasure, made her the perfect partner for Amelia. Every evening, after all the reports and memos were filed, and the last meeting of the day concluded, Amelia would discreetly sneak into Sarah's office. The heavy oak door would shut behind her, leaving them cocooned in a world of sinful pleasures. The dim light filtering through the window cast eerie shadows across the space, heightening the atmosphere of secrecy and anticipation.