Irene was not the best boss in the world but she was incredibly good looking. At least I thought she was incredibly good looking. Irene was an older woman in her mid-40’s who had put on a few pounds through the years. The extra 10 pounds or so had only served to accentuate what was already a very curvy and voluptuous body. Her skin was very white, almost like an Asian woman, even though she was half Mexican and half white. Her lips were always full and red even on days where she did not put on make up. There were so many times where I had gone in to complain about something or to try and get something corrected and came out of her office with my head in a daze. Strange thing is I got the feeling she was very uncomfortable with her sexuality and resented the effect she had on me. She put it to good use by defusing arguments or getting me to back down on grievances but she could have wrapped me around her finger if she had so chosen and never did so. If I even glanced at her breasts for a second she would quickly pull her sweater closed as if she was uncomfortable being admired.
I guess infatuation and lust will only go so far and my list of grievances could no longer be ignored. I called in sick, interviewed for a new job and got the job. Now came the tough part of going into her office and giving notice. I wrote out my letter of resignation and nervously asked if I could speak with her. As usual, her head was buried in an e-mail and she wasn’t really even paying attention. When I said, “I am giving my two week notice” she almost fell out of her seat. She jumped, “Why? Why are you leaving? Is it something we did? Is it something I did? I thought you were happy here.” I briefly discussed the reasons I wanted to leave and tried to convince her it wasn’t personal. She seemed really upset and asked that I give her a chance to discuss it with her boss before I announced my new job to anyone. As I left her office she closed the door behind me and then I heard her on the phone. When she was done she called me on the phone and asked me if I could talk to her in greater detail that evening. I agreed and stayed after work to discuss my two-week notice.
Irene hated staying late so she must have been pretty blown away that I was leaving the company to meet with me after hours. I was wrapping up one of the projects I owed her when she came up behind me. I turned on my swivel chair and to face her and realized she had taken off the sweater she loves to hide behind. She was wearing a low cut tank top and I momentarily found myself eye level with her huge breasts. I was stunned for a moment and swung my chair towards her. As soon as I was facing her she sat down on my lap, pinning my hands in the process. She grabbed me by the back of my neck, pulled me to her and kissed me. I had dreamed so many times of something like this happening that when it actually did happen I didn’t know what to do. I seemed to be along for the ride and kissed her back. She pulled back after a couple of minutes of some very passionate kissing and said “did you enjoy that Mark?” I replied, “yes, but what did I do to deserve this?” She said, “I just wanted to thank you for your years of service.” She then began kissing me on my neck. As she was working me over her fingers moved to my nipples. My back arched and pleasure shot through my body. I was losing control and losing it quickly. I needed to regain my senses before I came in my pants. I tried to pull away but I was pinned with my hands stuck under her ass. She moved from my neck and back to my lips and I kissed her as if I had never been kissed before.
I was so horny I would have done anything to make love to her. I said, “Irene, I want you so bad I’ll do anything. I’ll turn down my job offer and stay here working for you.” She smiled and said, “that would be nice Mark but I know you’re not happy here. This is simply to reward you for past efforts. I have a little surprise, or should I say two large surprises for you.” Irene pulled her top off and exposed two large delicious breasts. I leaned forward to suck on them and she smacked my nose and told me I was a naughty boy. “Do you like them Mark? I see you staring at them all the time.” I thought I was going to burst right there. Her ass was actually smashing my penis down so there was no way I could come. “Yes, I love them. I admit it, I love staring at them. Please let me touch them.” She smiled and said, “You want to touch them like this?” and proceeded to run her fingers back and forth along her cleavage. I was fixated. I was completely hers. I would have done anything but all I could do was watch her caressing her own cleavage as I sat there helplessly.
I could not believe this was happening. I had worked for Irene for years and she had never made one flirtatious comment or expressed any interest at all. Now I was sitting here trapped as she worked me into a sexual frenzy. “Oh Mark, I love watching you starting at my breasts. I used to love teasing you by closing my sweaters. It always seemed to frustrate you when I did that. I am even enjoying teasing you now. Are you getting turned on watching my fingers running along my cleavage?” I simply nodded yes. Her breasts captivated me. “Good boy. Watch my fingers as they go back and forth along my cleavage. Back and forth. You wish so badly to touch my breasts but you’re not ready yet. Continue focusing on my fingers and my voice and allow yourself to relax. It is so relaxing to watch my fingers go back and forth as my breasts fascinate you. You are becoming so relaxed now.” I was suddenly not doing too well. My arousal seemed to be fading and I was suddenly growing very sleepy. I was trying to shake off the cobwebs from my head but everything Irene was doing was making me sleepy. “That’s right Mark. I see you are becoming very relaxed and very sleepy from watching me play with my breasts. Do you remember when you were a baby and you used to nurse. Mommy put her breasts in your mouth and within a few minutes you were fast asleep.” Suddenly Irene popped one of her breasts out and told me I could suck on one. My lips went to her closer breast immediately and I began sucking on it. As I sat there sucking on them she continued, “Ooh, it feels so good to latch onto Mommy’s breasts. You knew there was no way to fall asleep without getting to breast feed first. Now you can close your heavy eyes and sleep. As I rub the back of your head I want you to picture yourself in a nice comfortable bed as Mommy Irene nurses you to sleep. Good boy. Close your eyes and sleep.” My eyes closed and I was fast asleep.
“You are in my power now Mark. It feels wonderful to let Irene put you to sleep. It was so easy to let my voice guide you along into a deep peaceful sleep. You want my voice to continue guiding you. I want you to picture a stair well with 10 steps. You are at the top of the stairs. As I count backwards from 10 to 1 you will picture yourself descending the stairs. With each step you will feel yourself slipping deeper and deeper and as you do, you will become more and more open to my suggestion. Do you understand Mark?” I replied, “Yes Mommy.” Irene said, “I am no longer your Mommy Mark, I am your Master.” I replied, “Yes Master.” Irene went on, “10, 9, And 1. “Good boy Mark. Now lets talk about your employment situation. When I awaken you from this trance you will no longer want to work anywhere except for me. You love working for me and you have fallen in love with me. You will be a dedicated and faithful employee who will do anything I ask him. You will also be a dedicated and faithful lover who will do anything I ask him in the bedroom. You will be my work slave and my sex slave. My pleasure will always be more important than your pleasure. Anytime I open my sweater and run my fingers along my cleavage your mind will return to this hypnotic trance and will wait further instructions from me, your master, lover and boss. When I snap my fingers you will awaken. You will remember being hypnotized by me because I want you to always be aware of the control I have over you. You will call the other company and tell them you’ve changed your mind. Then you can come into my office, get on your hands and knees, and give me oral under my desk.” Snap.