A Picnic with my Boss

A few days after our lunch meeting, I was working hard on some tasks my boss had asked me to do. That is when she called me into her office.

When I walked in, I was surprised. She looks stunning, as always, wearing a nice tank top with assorted pants and high heels. She lifted her head and smiled warmly, taking in my reaction.

She asked, "Would you like to come with me for a picnic today?"

Without a second thought, I enthusiastically agree.

"Perfect, see you in a few hours."

I go back to my desk and try to work, but I can't stop thinking about her. I'm so excited for lunch! At noon, my boss comes out of her office with a basket under her arm and hands it to me. I get up and follow her to her car. When we get to her Ferrari, she unlocks the car and waits for me to open her door, which I do quickly, because, after all, she's my boss. I hop in the passenger seat, and she takes off.

After a quick drive, we find ourselves outside the city, and she takes us on a little detour onto a dirt road, which ends under a tree. I have to admit, between my lovely boss, the sleek Ferrari, and the beautiful pond, the view is simply stunning.

She tells me to grab the blanket and the basket from the car as she walks to the tree. I hand her the blanket, and she lays it on the ground. My boss opens the basket and takes out the meal, which includes wine, fancy sandwiches, and a couple pieces of cake. This picnic keeps getting better and better.

I popped open the wine bottle and filled the glasses, while she delicately unwrapped the sandwiches and placed them on plates. We cheered and savored every bite. She's such a good cook! When someone can make such delicious sandwiches, it's clear they're a great person to share a life with.

As we enjoyed our meal, we chatted, getting to know each other better. The cake is awesome--perfect, moist, and fresh. After we finished eating, we put everything back in the basket, and she told me it was time for the pièce de résistance.

Get undressed and head to the back of my car.

I stand up and do as I am told; I take my time undressing, teasing her with my hairless chest. I follow my long legs, bringing my pants down to my ankles. I move my hips and tease her with my white boxers. I can see how naughty she feels. I can read in her eyes that I'm in for a hard time. But when I take off my underwear, I can see her hard-on through her pants.

She follows me to her car, and we kiss as we reach the wheels. Her warm hands are on my skin, exploring my cheeks. I can definitely feel her hardness now. She whispers in my ears, telling me to get on my knees and open the packaging. Once again, I do as I am told. I can tell she enjoys being in control. I gently unbutton her pants, my fingers dancing along the fabric as I go. Then, with a gentle pull, her zipper slides down. I gently I grab her underwear and stuff it under her solid member, in her pants. I still can't believe how hard and long she is.

"Now it's time to get to work!"

I gently slide her penis into my mouth, going as far as I can. I move my head up and down. I can hear faint moans escaping her mouth. When our eyes meet, she smiles at me.

"How do you like it?"

"I think I enjoy sucking it."

I say before I get back to work.

I apologize, but I'll have to put a pause on your fun, sweetheart. I'm craving more of that beautiful ass of yours.

"With pleasure, how would you like it?"

"Turn around and bend over. You can use my car to support yourself as much as you need; it can take it."

I see her go to her car and come back with a lube bottle. As I turn around and put my hands on the hood of her Ferrari. She open the bottle, lubed her penis, my anus, and inside my colon before slowly pushing herself in.

Oh my! She is so huge! I'm amazed. It feels so good to take it, and she's holding my hips so tenderly. I close my eyes and let myself relax as a moan leaves my lips. Wait! What?

"What was that? Did you just moan? Are you enjoying it more than last time?"

"I think I just did."

"I've got more for you this time, my dear. You did such a great job the first time, and I'm excited to see how you'll do this time. I'll be your guide, but I'll need you to keep your hands to yourself. I'm looking forward to being the only thing you get to orgasm from."

Is she all the way in? I'm not sure, but I'm doing my best. Oh, that's her hips! She must be all in. She's gently tracing my body with her hands. She's so strong! She's gently tracing my penis, my balls, my chest, and my tights. Her chest is resting on me, and she whispers in my ear.

"Would you like me to get undressed, or is the fact that I'm still fully dressed more exciting for you?" I'll let you decide.

"Whatever makes you the most comfortable."

"Oh, I'm already feeling so relaxed. You are so tight, my dear. I just love pushing myself in you."

"I love the feeling of your penis in me."

"I think you're ready. She says as she starts to move in and out at a good speed."

"Oh God!"

She stops and pushes her penis all the way in and whispers in my ear.

"What is it?" Would you like me to slow down?

She doesn't even give me time to respond, and she starts moving out again.

"Oh shit, aww. No, keep going!"

Her hands are exploring her new land, moving all over me. She starts at my back, then moves to my chest and tights, and then stops on my hips for a few minutes. Once again, she has full control over me. Our hips are swaying together, and every time she she's pushing in, my cheeks come to her. I'm not sure how long this last, but I'm enjoying every moment. She speeds up, and her grip strengthens. She is holding me as tight as my ass is tight on her member. My boss, in the midst of our passionate dance, brings her hand to the back of my neck, and in a voice full of anticipation, lets me know that she's about to reach orgasm. Her hips hit me at full force, and I feel her penis twitch inside me, again and again.

I wonder why my legs are shaking.

She laid down on my back as our breathing calmed down.

"This was fun."

"Did you enjoy it more than your first time?" she asked, her voice warm and gentle.

I think so. But why did we have to do it here? Wouldn't it have been more enjoyable in a park, out in the open?

"It was nice to mix things up and try something new. I do enjoy a little risk every now and then."

Eventually, she pulled out. I returned to my clothes, got dressed, and brought the basket with me. She's already in her car waiting. We drive back to work and finish our day.