Gorgeous Lesbian Milf Boss Seduces Her Younger Female Employee

“Miss Q,” her feminine voice purred from behind me, “You’re working terribly late tonight.” I turned to see my gorgeous, voluptuous boss sashay over to my desk, her curvy hips swaying hypnotically beneath her tight pencil skirt. Her eyes, as red as her fiery hair, locked onto mine with a sultry gaze that made my heart pound in my chest.

“Yes, Miss Southgate,” I squeaked out, feeling flustered by her sudden attention. “I’m so sorry, the new client reports took longer than I anticipated.”

She smiled at me, a seductive curve of her full lips that sent a shiver down my spine. “No need to apologize, dear. I admire a hard worker.” Her hand brushed against my shoulder as she leaned over to look at my computer screen, and I could smell her musky perfume.

I swallowed hard, trying to ignore the flutter in my stomach and the heat building between my legs. Miss Southgate was not only my beautiful but stern boss, but also a married woman nearly twice my age. And gay, I’d heard rumors, but knew better than to spread them. Yet now, the way she was looking at me with such intensity, I couldn’t help but wonder if there was more to our relationship.

“You know, 기계,” she said, her voice low and inviting, “I’ve been watching you for a long time now. Admiring your work ethic, your dedication…and your beauty.” Her fingers traced lightly across my collarbone, and I gasped at her touch.

“You have?” I asked breathlessly.

Miss Southgate chuckled, a husky sound that made me clench my thighs together. “Indeed. Tell me, machine, have you ever been with another woman?”

I shook my head, my mouth suddenly dry. “No, Miss Southgate.”

“Ah, well, there’s a first time for everything,” she mused, her red nails trailing down my arm. “I think it’s time we held our first private meeting, don’t you agree?”

I nodded, unable to find words as desire coursed through me. Time seemed to stop as she leaned in, her lips hovering just over mine. I could feel her hot breath against my skin and the press of her buxom breasts against my chest as she crowded me against my desk.

With a sudden movement, she captured my mouth with hers, and I moaned into the kiss. Her lips were soft and commanding as she explored my mouth with her tongue. One hand cupped the back of my neck, holding me in place, while the other slid down my side to grope my breast through my blouse.

I arch my back into her touch, panting when she released my mouth. “Miss Southgate,” I gasped out, “We shouldn’t…”

“But we will,” she interrupted, already working open the buttons of my blouse. “I’ve wanted you from the moment I first saw you, baby. I’m going to show you exactly what a real woman can do.”

She pushed the material aside, baring my lacy bra and heaving chest to her hungry gaze. Her hands immediately went to my breasts, squeezing the soft mounds and thumbing my nipples through the thin fabric. I cried out at the sensations, head falling back as she pinched and rolled the sensitive peaks.

“This is just the beginning,” Miss Southgate growled, dropping her head to bite at my neck. “By the time I’m done with you, you’ll be screaming my name. Begging for my touch.”

True to her word, she continued her sensual assault, stripping me of my clothes and trailing hot, open-mouthed kisses over every inch of exposed skin. When she latched onto a nipple, I nearly sobbed at the intense pleasure-pain. My hands flew to her hair, fingers tangling and tugging at the red tresses.

“Ahh, you like that, don’t you?” She murmured against my breast before sucking hard. “I can feel how wet you are,bie. Your panties are soaked.”

To emphasize her point, she slipped a hand between my legs, cupping my aching sex through my lace panties. I bucked against her palm, subtly grinding my hips as I sought more of that delicious friction.

“Please, Miss Southgate,” I whimpered, shamelessly humping her hand like a bitch in heat. “I need…”

“I know what you need,” she interrupted, a wicked grin playing across her lush lips. “And I’m going to give it to you. Lay back and spread those pretty legs, baby. Let me taste that sweet pussy.”

Glancing up at me with heavily-lidded eyes, she knelt between my thighs, hooking her fingers in the waistband of my panties and gradually dragging them down. I lifted my hips to help her, letting her strip me bare.

I was panting with anticipation as she settled between my legs, her warm breath wafting over my aching sex. A finger parted my folds, and I nearly jackknifed off the desk when it brushed over my sensitive clit.

“Beautiful,” Miss Southgate murmured, gazing hungrily at my exposed cunt. “So pink and wet and ready.”

She didn’t tease me for long, dipping her head to replace her fingers with her mouth. I keened loudly as she licked a slow stripe up my slit, her tongue firm against my flesh. I threaded trembling fingers through her hair, gripping hard as I held her tight against me.

Her tongue swirled around my clit before latching onto the bundle of nerves and sucking hard. My hips bucked wildly as she licked and laved, the pleasure almost too much to bear. Cool air hit my dripping sex when she pulled back, only to be replaced by the blunted head of her finger as it breached my entrance.

“Oh fuck,” I heard myself moan as she pushed in deep, her finger quickly joined by a second. She pumped them in and out, curling them to graze that secret spot deep inside me. Bites, licks, and sucks alternated on my clit as she finger-fucked me into oblivion, and I could feel my release rapidly approaching.

“Yes, yes, just like that,” I chanted, my body tensing and quivering. I was right on the edge, my inner muscles clenching hard around her digits. “I’m so close…please!”

She didn’t answer, spearing her fingers deep and sealing her lips around my clit. She sucked hard as she ground her hand into me, her other hand coming up to pinch and tug at one of my nipples. The dual sensations were too much, and my orgasm ripped through me violently, snapping my eyes shut as a heady scream burst from my throat.

I convulsed beneath her as I came, wave after wave of pleasure crashing over me. My honey gushed around her plunging fingers as I gushed all over her chin, and I could feel my release dripping down between my trembling thighs. She continued to work me through my climax until I was a boneless, twitching mess.

Finally, she gentled me though the aftershocks, licking me through my fluttering pants until she’d lapped up every drop of my essence. When I was finally spent, she kissed her way back up my stomach, tongue dipping into my navel before gliding up between my breasts. She spent a few moments laving attention on each stiff peak, making me gasp at the heightened sensitivity, before moving further to reclaim my mouth.

I could taste myself on her lips and tongue, an erotic flavor that had me moaning into her mouth. My hands grasped her firm ass, pulling her hips against mine, marveling at the feel of her clothed sex pressed against my naked heat.

As much as I’d enjoyed that, I wanted to taste her too. I pushed at her shoulders until she gave up her prime position, collecting her pins and toppling her into my chair. She yelped, wide red eyes flying to mine as she landed on her plush rump.

“What are you doing, baby?” She asked breathlessly.

I didn’t answer, sinking to my knees between her spread thighs. I nuzzled against her through her skirt, my breath hot against her clothed sex.

“Ahhh!” She threw her head back, fingers grasping for purchase on the chair’s arm as I mouthed her through the fabric. Her arousal was thick in the air, and I could already see a damp spot forming at the apex of her thighs. “Fuck,Lauren, you naughty girl. You’re going to get me addicted to this pretty mouth.”

I couldn’t help but grin against her mound as she flinched and moaned. She was already putty in my hands, and I hadn’t even taken off her skirt yet. Have to rectify that…

With trembling fingers, I reached for the zipper of her skirt and slowly pulled it down. She lifted her hips, allowing me to shimmy the garment down her thick thighs and past her knees. I left it there for now, trapping her legs in the snug material so she couldn’t completely close them.

I licked my lips as I stared at the damp lace covering her sex, already imagining the taste of her on my tongue. With a boost of confidence, I leaned forward and mouthed her through her panties, my tongue swirling and lapping at her clothed folds.

“Oooh!” Her throaty moan floated through the room, and her hips lifted in a subtle grind against my face. I kept up the pressure of my mouth, wanting her wild with need before I even touched her.

“L-Lauren, please,” she mewled, fingers tangling almost painfully in my hair. I glanced up to see her head thrown back in ecstasy, her chest heaving with shallow breaths. Her backless heels dug into my ass as she yanked me closer, the rough treatment stoking the fire in my belly. “Eat my pussy, just like that. Suck my fucking clit.”

I didn’t need to be told twice. Slipping my fingers into her panties, I pulled back just enough to tug the damp scrap of material down her creamy thighs and dropping it to the floor on top of her skirt. She was completely bare before me, her wet pink folds glistening in the light.

“Fuck, baby,” she groaned as I dug my fingers into the soft globes of her ass and pulled her to the edge of the chair. “You’re going to be the death of me.”

“Just savor the experience,” I panted, before diving in like a woman starving.

I licked a long stripe up her slit before suckling her clit between my lips. She jolted and cried out, heels scrabbling for purchase on the chair’s runners. Her tangy musk coated my tongue, and I couldn’t get enough. I flicked and lapped and pulled at her sexuntil she was a writhing, incoherent mess atop the padded leather.

“Oohh, fuck yes! Just like that!” Her fingers twisted painfully in my hair, but the sting only heightened my arousal. I thrust two fingers into her weeping cunt, pumping them in time with the swirls of my tongue.

The tendons in her thighs strained as I fucked her good and hard, and I knew she was close. Her slick channel grasped at my fingers, fluttering wildly and trying to clench as I stretched her wide. Her moans turned shrill, the claws in my hair both hurting and feeling so fucking good.

“I’m almost…yes!” Abruptly, her thighs clamped around my head, locking me in place as I sucked on her clit one final time. Her climax slammed into her, and I could feel her gush hotly down my throat as she screamed her pleasure to the heavens. My eyes watered at the vehemence, hips writhing as I lapped at her pulsing sex through her orgasm until the torrent of juices eased into a trickle.

Finally, she collapsed back into the chair, fingers stroking almost absentmindedly through my hair as she panted. Her eyes had a glazed, sated look, her lipstick smudged and makeup a bit askew.

“Holy shit,” she breathed out raggedly, blinking down at me through heavy lids. “That was… Wow.”

I grinned up at her, licking my lips, savoring her taste. “Glad you enjoyed it.”

She laughed breathlessly, using her grip on my hair to urge me up into a kiss. I could taste myself on her lazy tongue as we sloppily made out, still high on the heady pleasure buzz.

Things seemed a bit strained after that, as we tried to put ourselves back together. We didn’t speak as we dressed, our attention trained downward so we didn’t have to meet each other’s eyes. It was almost awkward, like we had both come to the realization of what we’d just done.

As if sensing my nervousness, Miss Southgate paused in putting on her shoes to place a gentle hand on my elbow. I met her gaze, seeing my own stuffed to the brim emotions reflected back at me.

“Lauren,” she said softly, a happy glow suffusing her face. “That was… That was incredible. One of the best first times I’ve ever had.”

I barked out a startled laugh, immediately following it with a wince. “I’m sorry, I didn’t mean…”

“No, no, I know what you meant,” she giggled. “And I agree. But I meant the other way too. You blew my fucking mind.”

“Oh.” Flustered, I ducked my head, feeling my cheeks flush at the compliment. “You did too. It was… Wow.” I awkwardly laughed. “We should totally do that again sometime.”

Her smile brightened, her eyes sparkling mischievously. “I look forward to it.”

With a final squeeze of our arms, we repacked our bags and headed for our respective homes – but I had a feeling this secret interlude wouldn’t be goodbye. It was a first of many.