Turning the tables (With a dick)

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.

You sighed and began to strip in front of her, as requested, but not before manipulating your form so that you could keep your dick, and sizing it up a bit too. When your boss saw it, she was shocked, it wasn't even hard and it was bigger than most porn stars. She got flustered instantly, stuttering and rolling back in her chair.

"What's wrong?"

You asked as you stepped towards her desk, your cock twitching to life.

"Didn't you want me to strip and 'pleasure you'"

You take a handful of your bosses hair from the back of her head and pull it tight, prodding the tip of your now rock hard cock against her lips.

"I'm on it, boss~"

Just like your fantasy, you were finally hatefucking your boss! Only you weren't a beautiful woman with a massive cock in your fantasy.

With your free hand you ripped her shirt open, buttons popping out as her tits spill free, still contained by her lace bra. You tug on her hair as you violently fuck her throat, your balls slapping against her chin. What a dream! Everything felt so good! The sputters of hot spit each time she gags on your cock, her tongue dragging along your shaft, her hands pushing against your thighs, all of it; even the visuals were giving you pleasure. The perfect bodied bitch that was your boss, fighting against you as you fuck her throat, her makeup running down her face, that silky smooth hair in knots as you hold and pull it, her fat breasts spilling free from their restraints.

"Don't worry, I'll get to you soon, boss~ I just have to get in the mood first."

You tease her as you approach your first load.