My Manager's Fuck Toy Pt. 01

I was standing behind a couch in my manager Andi's new office at the top of a Manhattan skyscraper.

It was a beautiful office. It featured immaculate views of the city, a large oak desk, expensive couches, and a massive coffee table as the centerpiece.

We didn't have time to admire the scenery though. The former CFO had just been fired by the company's founder and CEO.

The founder had been experiencing health issues, and there was something off with his brain. His expectations were unreasonable and unrealistic, and his interactions with staff had been inappropriate, to say the least.

It was very possible that these new positions for Andi and me would be temporary. We'd be out of work if we didn't convince this crazy old man that we deserved to stay. Or we could find ourselves in new, much more lucrative roles if we impressed him.

We were supposed to be working on a new finance strategy. Instead, I was staring at Andi's juicy tits. I had never looked at her this way before.

Previously, I'd viewed Andi as a stern, professional, unsexual woman. She was about 20 years older than me. She was old enough to be my mom. But she had the top few buttons of her blouse undone, and I was noticing her incredible rack for the first time.

Maybe it was the fear of losing my job, my apartment, and having to go back home that was messing with my brain, but I couldn't stop thinking about titty-fucking her.

"Brad, are you listening to me?"

I snapped back to reality and stammered, "Can you repeat that?"

"I need all of your blood going to your brain, not your dick."

"What?"

"You have a massive erection."

I looked down and saw my cock about to burst out of my dress pants. I covered my crotch with the manila folder I was holding.

"I'm so sorry."

Andi sighed. "I need you focused. Go lock the door."

I walked to the door and locked it.

"Good. Now come sit on my lap."

"Andi?"

"Did I stutter?"

I did as I was told, walked over, and draped my legs across my manager's lap.

"Now whip your cock out."

"What?"

I couldn't believe what she was asking me to do.

"Whip. It. Out."

"I don't think I should do that."

"Brad, we need to save our jobs. We can't do that if you're walking around with a gigantic hard on. Now pull it out."

I unzipped my pants and pulled my cock out over my briefs.

"Wow. You really are rock hard. Is it because of my tits?"

I nodded.

"I knew I shouldn't have unbuttoned my blouse. It's just so hot in here."

Andi spit into her right hand and grasped my cock.

I groaned. Just her touch felt so good on my sensitive head.

She began to stroke.

"Your cock feels so nice in my hand."

"You're really good at that," I said.

Andi smiled. "I've got a bit of practice."

She stopped, unbuttoned her blouse, and pulled her tits out above her bra.

"Put 'em in your mouth, Brad. Suck on 'em."

She began to stroke my cock again.

I grabbed both of her tits and began kissing them and rubbing my face between them. I then took her right nipple into my mouth, sucking and lightly nibbling on it. As it got hard, I began to lick it.

Andi moaned and ran her free hand through my hair.

"There you go, baby," she said.

Andi began to stroke faster and faster.

I felt a warmth spread through my body and knew I was about to explode.

"Andi, I'm gonna cum."

"Stand up."

I did as she instructed.

She put the head of my cock in her mouth and began jerking my shaft.

I grabbed her hair, leaned my head back, and let out a guttural moan as I exploded down her throat.

Andi gulped down the load and licked her fingers.

I stayed standing, breathing heavily.

"Wow. You really did need to cum. Get yourself put back together and go home. I need you thinking clearly tomorrow."

I put my cock away and began to tuck my dress shirt back into my pants.

"And Brad? No more jerking off. You're not just my employee anymore. You're my fuck toy. And all of your cum is mine now. Do you understand me?"

"Andi?"

"It's Miss Bowers. I'm the CFO now. And I own you."

I gulped. A bone-chilling tingle ran down my spine. I was slightly terrified. What had I gotten myself into?

But even more than fear, I was turned the fuck on. Deep down, I'd always wanted to be a sexy, powerful woman's play thing.

All that I could stammer was, "Yes, ma'am."

As I opened the door, the CEO's assistant walked in past me carrying a stack of papers. She looked at me, then Andi. She had a strange look on her face.

She didn't say anything. But she knew.

TO BE CONTINUED