Day 2: The appointment

Thanks to Erika's credit card, Victor's table was filled with a variety of delicious dishes, which left him impressed.

The blonde was filled with satisfaction as she watched Victor eagerly enjoy everything on the table. She was pleased with how happily he ate; it was a feeling similar to achieving success at work.

«Oh, he looks good, I think... I should stay longer... that way his spirits would rise and he'd even improve at work,» she thought, hoping to extend her company.

Enthusiastically, she joined in the dinner, but without missing a single detail of Victor's reactions, carelessly dropping saliva on the table as she did so, having to wipe it off more than once.

Vázquez's not-at-all-discreet gaze at her swollen breasts was evident; the young man looked at her with the same hunger with which he looked at the food. And it was obvious why. As Erika ate her melons, they swayed so exaggeratedly that at times they threatened to jump onto the table.

«Men, always thinking with their cocks...hmm...it's probably hard now...How big is it? Will the bulge be noticeable in his pants?...oh my God, Erika, stop thinking about that dirty stuff.»

After a few minutes, the atmosphere between them relaxed, especially Victor, who no longer seemed so uncomfortable with his boss's presence, losing the fear he usually had of her.

"Thank you very much, Erika. This is the best dinner I've ever had, although I still must apologize for my earlier actions," Tin said, trying to sound polite but still keeping his eyes glued to her cleavage.

At this point, her employee's normally irritating voice seemed soothing and pleasant; she had never felt so comfortable talking to a man.

"That nonsense from this morning? Oh, that was nothing, Victor. Or maybe this invitation is just an excuse to tell us something more intimate," Erika said, astonished by his last sentence.

As for Victor, this caught him off guard, as he nearly choked on his food and suddenly began sweating as if he were inside a volcano.

“Uh... oh... that... if I say no... no no... nothing like that... you see... this... this is just a mere... courtesy... if I don't mean anything else,” Vázquez said, foolishly trying to deny his intentions.

«Victor Victor... you're not fooling anyone; it's obvious what he's trying to get from me... hm, judging by his nervousness, it's probably his first date... poor guy, if only he were more confident... more manly... mmmm»

Boldly, Erika extended her left hand so that her fingers touched Victor's. With that light touch, she felt her nipples turn to steel, and a tinge of red spread across her cheeks.

"Oh, so you already have a special girl in your life?" the blonde asked, leaning in slightly.

The young man's mouth fell open in astonishment so wide that a slice of bread escaped his lips as he pulled his hand away, breaking the small contact.

"Ooh... gosh... uhh... well... well... the... truth is, I've never had... oh, I mean... not right now... I don't have anyone in my life," Victor stammered, avoiding eye contact at all times.

A burst of euphoria flooded her when her ears picked up on his stumbling words. In the blink of an eye, her interest in the boy had multiplied fivefold.

«He's free!... single, and probably a virgin... shit, Erika. Why should you care? He's a lonely loser, that's all»

She wondered why she was still there, filling her subordinate with false hopes when the truth was she had no interest in her employee... or did she?

On the other hand, her body showed clear signs of having been intimate with Victor, making it very difficult for her to control her new impulses. For example, she accidentally leaned closer, giving him a magnificent view of her breasts.

Victor swallowed so hard that she heard him, while his eyes struggled to remain in their sockets. This encouraged Erika, and she took the young man's hand again, but with greater ****.

“Victor... can you answer me one last thing?”

He was shocked when Erika slid her other hand to open a new button, revealing her breasts to a shocked Victor.

“I heat you?” said the director in a honeyed voice, letting out a trickle of drool.

The young man remained petrified, unable to utter a word.

“Come on, kid, be honest with me... don't stay quiet,” she encouraged him.

“Uh...uh...yes...I...I like it.”

A roar exploded in his chest when Victor said what he expected, and her pussy was already dripping down her legs.

«IT TURNED HIM ON...HE'S TURNED ON BY ME! HE LIKED IT...HE LIKED IT...oh no no no no...it's the virus that's making me think about him...this is getting worse.»

Her happiness was quickly replaced by fear, and she began to panic about the dark path that led her down. As if she had woken up from a nightmare, she stood up regretfully.

“Uh...uh...I'm sorry, Victor...I mean Vázquez, but no...I don't want you to get the wrong idea...I...I'm your boss, and I'm also a lesbian...I'm flattered, but I'm afraid this won't work,” she said, trying to regain her serious and strong demeanor.

The young man didn't hide his sadness, putting on a face of great desolation. It broke the blonde's heart to see him like that, but before anything else happened, she reacted by backing away from him.

“I'm sorry...bye.”

So Erika abruptly cut short what for him was a wonderful night, but for her was complete madness. Without looking back, she left the place, hoping no one, especially Victor, would see the liquid running down her legs. Once in the car, she ran as fast as she could away from her employee.