Turning the Tables (Full female)

You barge in with a fake story about how you were transfered in from a different branch, and overall just floundering your way through backstory until barging in seemed appropriate. The fact that your boss was putting up with any of this proved that she was interested in your current form, the subtle blush on her face proved it even more. You'd set everything up, adjusting your clothes to be a bit too tight and somewhat more revealing than what was expected, and she was clearly eating it up.

It didn't take long for her to try and play her position over you, acting like she could solve all of your made up problems and more if you made it worth it for her. She was trying to take advantage of you, but you would be the one having their fun soon~ You acted surprised and uncomfortable, she tried to calm you down and play it off like a joke, doing her best to ease you into comfort and trust for the idea. It became obvious that she had shifted for a more long term strategy, so you asked her if fulfiling her request really would do as she promised. With a wicked smile, she assured you it would.

So, you began to strip, giving your bitch boss exactly what she wanted. You ended up on all fours under her desk, her fingers slowly running through your hair as you got to work. Your hands slowly glide in circles along her inner thighs as your tongue gently laps up and down her folds, her taste and scent were both erotic; it took so much for you not to try and bend her to your will right now.

Focusing more on her clit with your tongue, you moved your hands, compensating with your fingers. The gasps, moans, and praises of your boss all made her seem like something more than a porn-bodied monster; but you wouldn't forgive her, even now she was abusing her power and taking advantage of you... Or so she thought.

You continued to pleasure her, ironing out your inexperience throughout the session, until finally, she reached her orgasm. She wasn't much of a squirter, but she sure made it sound like she was. It was clear to you that she was wiped out, maybe she was really pent up? A perfect opportunity to turn the tables.

You ripped her shirt open by the buttons and **** her breasts free from her bra before knocking her chair to the floor. You help her into a more comfortable position on her knees by pulling on her hair, your pussy dripping with excitement at the situation you've created.

"Your turn~"

You chimed as you pulled her in and pressed yourself against her face. She reluctantly began to eat you out as you ride her face. Oh if only you were recording~ This went on until you squirted your juices all over her. When you stepped back to admire your work, she looked up at you with a bizarre expression.

Her makeup was running, her hair was a mess, her tits exposed, and yet she smiled at you.

"Call me~"

She said with a giggle before laying on the floor.