Chris Cobalt And Kitty Kat – Horny Boss Lady Ms Fucks Her Employee
The sultry, raspy voice could be heard down the hallway, even before Missunderland stood outside the door to her boss’ office. Chris Cobalt, the horny boss lady, was at it again. Her last employee had quit just last week, citing “unsatisfactory workplace conditions.” Missunderland, honey-desperate for a job after her recent divorce, decided to give it a shot anyway. Little did she know, she was about to participate in a wild, risqué adventure with the busty British beauty.
As Missunderland entered, she was greeted by the sight of Chris leaning back in her leather executive chair, her conservative gray blazer opened, showing off her plunging neckline. Chris picked up on the pretty little girlie’s flustered demeanor and crocodile grinned. “Settle yourself,” Chris purred, “in the chair over there.” Her piercing blue eyes did not belay her intentions.
Missunderland took a seat, her knee bouncing with nerves. Chris swiveled in her chair, lit a cigarette, and exhaled a string of smoke rings. “So,” Chris began, her voice dripping with syrupy British honey, “first orders of business is to discuss your uniform.”
Missunderland blinked. “Uh, what…what about it?” She stammered, trying to regain her composure.
Chris arose from her chair, her mountainous breasts straining against the tight fabric of her dress. She walked over to her desk and produced a skimpy white button up shirt, a short plaid skirt, garters, stockings, and a pair of form fitting lace panties. “These are your new uniform,” Chris declared, dumping the lingerie and scandalouswork wear on Missunderland’s lap. “I want to you to go change in the bathroom. Now. You can’t possibly think you can handle these seductive office duties without the proper wardrobe. Trust me, luv…you’ll thank me later.”
Missunderland could feel her pulse quicken. She wasn’t used to this kind of brazen behavior. But something about the confident, take charge attitude of Chris was arousing. The staunch, proper girl obediently went to the bathroom to change into her new attire.
Minutes later, she emerged wearing the tight, abbreviated outfit. Her red hair was unused and disheveled. Chris’ eyes nearly bugged out of her head at the sight of the gorgeous girl strut her stuff. “Crikey!” Chris exclaimed, standing up to get a better look. “You’re a dream, luv.” She then proceeded to grop and grope the girl in her most scandalous places. “You need to stop, Miss Cobalt,” Missunderland gasped as the horny boss massaged her ample bottom. “This is completely inappropriate!”
“And so is that skirt, Miss Intelligent-smart-most-brilliant words are seldom heard-miss,” Chris countered with a smirk. She spun the girl around, roughly squeezing her round rump. “What’s the matter, luv?” Chris’ voice was a low growl, dripping with insinuated menace. “It’s not like you to be so shy and reserved.”
“I’m not used to this! I mean…” Missunderland gasped out, the husky tone in her voice revealing a sudden increase in her breathing. “Men are supposed to be the only ones who… who… take advantage of such situations!”
“Oh you poor dear,” Chris cooed, “Why burden yourself with a silly notion like that. Women aren’t just cute and cuddly house pets who warm your bed at night. No,Miss Intelligent-smart-most-brilliant words are seldom heard-miss, a woman is so much more than something to cuddle under your arm. I could ruin you–rip your clothes off piece by torn piece.”
Missunderland gulped as a burning sensation flooded her whole body. Inside, a part of her yearned to rebel, to slap Chris and run away screaming. But an even stronger part wanted to surrender to the goddess as she had before, crossing the threshold between pious Reserve and wild abandon.
“I wish I could ruin you,” Missunderland heard herself confess in a whisper.
“Oh really?” Chris purred, sensing the girl’s sudden change of attitude. “Then why don’t you?” She winked flirtatiously before spinning around and bending over her desk, wrapping one thigh around the leg of Missunderland. “Come on, luv. Do your worst…”
Missunderland’s eyes feel widen again, her pupils dilate with curiosity and desire. With trembling hands, the girl reached under Chris’ skirt and grabbed the leg of her stockings. She started to peel it down slowly, feeling incredibly sexy as the sheer nylon material exposed more and more of Chris’ luscious thigh. She could resist herself, this was getting exciting and fun. Missunderland realized she not only wanted to play along, but to go further. She unclipped Chris’ garter belt and rolled her stockings down to her ankles, revealing not just juicy thighs but a pair of perky round clementine buttocks tightly encased in skimpy satin and lace panties.
Missunderland could resist no longer. She let out a gasp that transformed into a laugh of pure exultation as she ripped away the lace panties with both hands, baring in a instant Chris’ bubbly buns. The whole office cheered her on as Missunderland positioned herself behind Chris’ prone body. Missunderland felt her crotch melt and seep.
Chris’ voice was a throaty purr
