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When I saw Camila arrive at my office on her first day of work, I remember it as if it were today, despite the years that had passed since she worked for me.
I will never forget that sensual and sexy woman who arrived full of presence to my office, with that black miniskirt, her white jacket and a huge purse under her arm, along with those pale pink lips, with that lively look and those beautiful green eyes, her long brown hair and...that voice.
Every time she spoke she showed her front teeth and her lips parted in a very unusual way.
She had a soft voice, but firm, too bad that little by little my presence consumed her, I admit that I felt sorry for her every time I saw her cry because I raised my voice, but that was the only thing that made her become more firm, correct, diligent, with more performance.
How did she get engaged to that jerk, why the hell didn't I seduce her?
Me and my damn rule of not dating female employees and her, so close to me, made all my blood run to the forbidden places. She had a nice ass, I liked to watch her leave my office, because those hips were magnificent.
But she also had the power to get on my nerves, because she was perfect for doing the things that made me angry, even when she knew perfectly well that it pissed me off.
I always wondered, what do those pale pink lips taste like?
And now, in front of her, after dismissing her, Camila Gonzalez approached as she stood up from the table, then picked up her things.
"You know what?" her heels clicked loudly as she approached. She left a hand on my shoulder, tilting her head sideways toward me. "I've earned it today and since I'm leaving, do me a favor."
"Camila Gonzalez, why would I have to do you a favor?"
"Because it's something you want too." I raise my eyebrows and she bites her lip.
What was this favor this woman was asking of me with such closeness and confidence?
Was she crazy?
She parted her lips and her green eyes focused on mine. She seemed to be building up her courage and without me expecting it, without predicting her movements, she kissed me, took my lips with strength and did exactly what she felt like doing with them, plunging me into an unbridled kiss, without me being able to resist because I was also crazy about her lips.
Until the kiss ended.
He released my face and held my gaze, not saying half a word.
It had been a kiss...hot, dangerous, very dangerous, how dare he kiss me like this? I was engaged to someone else.
I wanted to ask what that had been, but I would look like a fool. This kiss, I guess it was about saying goodbye to both of us, now she didn't work for me, and therefore, I could kiss her, I could.....
She's engaged!!! engaged!!!! I have an invitation to her wedding!!!!
"Camila..." she didn't want to hear my voice, she wanted another kiss, as did I, standing so close said it all, but I would be the one who had to kiss her now.
I approached with that intention, but she dodged my lips with a mischievous smile. That warmed me more seeing her so playful, I pulled my chair back, took her by the arm and left her sitting on my legs, condemned to them, I took her face with anger and kissed her, my tongue invaded her mouth without any mercy and the woman let out a soft moan, making my body happy, I raised her skirt so she could get comfortable on me, her legs were on both sides of my body and now the kiss became serious.
It was my hands that took possession of her breasts, while she was looking for my erection to rub it in the exact spot, moving over my legs.
"Diego..." Hearing her say my name for the first time was something...like an intense pleasure, beyond the physical contact, it was the first time I liked my name so much, coming from these lips.
Since when was this woman my weakness?
Yes, I remembered, since she entered that day to my damn office, being my new employee.
Camila Gonzalez managed to squeeze my crotch every time she came in and out of my office, now, on my legs, she was driving me crazy.
"I have a room here." I growled with some force, we were almost getting naked and it was pretty clear the desire between the two of us, we had to find a room or something would happen here.
This was urgent.
"So what are you waiting for?" I lifted her by her sides and then stood up, almost dragging her out of that room, we took the elevator and there, alone, her hand went into my pants and grabbed my penis hard, firmly. She began to kiss my neck, leaving a soft bite on it. "I didn't think you'd like it so much. "she whispered in my ear. "Your friend is very hard, I could say eager." she tried to pull him out there, but I wouldn't let her or I would have to plunge him into her right in the elevator.
"Camila Gonzalez, stop playing games already, you're trying to burn yourself."
"I'm trying to burn myself, sir."
"Diego. "I mumbled, leaving her body against the elevator wall. "Say it! You're fired, you forget? Say my fucking name."
"Diego." he hissed, then showed his tongue and I took it between my lips. "Diego, Diego, Diego."
When the elevator op
When the door was before me, I entered the code and she ran inside, looking for the bed.
"Camila... "I saw her on the bed, barely with her shoes off, waiting for me, I went opening my pants and she came over. I left my hand on her belly and the other on her thigh, going up until I found the fabric of her foul, I lifted it slowly and my eyes contemplated her buttocks, so firm, so beautiful. I ran my hands over them, Camila remained very still.
"Are you planning...to make me wait any longer?" she leaned towards the bed and there she rested her hands, without climbing on it, the view of her buttocks was magnificent, it was like a damned work of art full of sublime sins, on the way to perdition.
I still couldn't explain to myself, how was it that I could hold back for all that time? When I always wanted her.
I pulled her skirt up her back and down her panties, ran my fingers through her folds, coming upon her wet sex, ready, hot, waiting for me.
Her face turned and from there she looked up at me, hating that I kept her waiting.
More impatient than I was, not understanding that looking at her in that position was all appreciation.
[***]
If I was already fired, what difference did it make to fuck my boss? If we both had been in intense tension for several years, behind that smug and sensual curmudgeon who looked at my legs or my ass every time he could, now I was putting it at his disposal and although it was because of the things that had happened to me only in one day, the desire that this man awakened had a great influence, because Diego Alba was the walking sin.
His penis plunged inside me with a brutal force, I felt it go very far from the first thrust, separating my lips and making me moan loudly, taking full control of the situation and my sex that did not stop throbbing with that so thick inside me. When I felt it in my hand I knew it, it was so thick and it was making its way into my walls like a torpedo.
My legs were trying to resist all its attacks, while my mind was somewhere else, less in my body, my whole body was trembling with pleasure and thanks to it and to my boss's penis that did not stop penetrating me furiously, I collapsed on the bed.
But that was not the end of the race.
This would be a one time only, but not for a while, this day I would end it but exhausted, satiated and with a very good fuck from my insufferable, but fuckable boss.
I quickly undressed and he came to the bed, I forced him to lie on it and as I looked at his cock, I only felt like one thing.
To ride him.
Who knew that I, the day I found out I was pregnant and discovered my fiancé's infidelity, would be the same day I would ride my boss? And what a seat I was in for.
With all the attitude in the world, I took that and left it inside me, receiving it in this position was something difficult, complicated but not impossible.
I let my belly accept that he was already inside and that he was not going to come out, then I started to move. His gray eyes didn't take their eyes off me and I enjoyed it, I enjoyed every hip movement and when I felt it go sideways, hitting one of my walls, claiming my moans, provoking my orgasm again.
There, on top of him and with a hot that burned me, I felt the best shake of my whole life, sitting on the penis of my ex-boss. But I did not go down, after the second was that the party was starting, I leaned on his chest and he, seeing that my fire was not extinguished and that if I continued like that, it would be the third for me, but the first for him, changed the position without asking permission, leaving me under him and not only under him, with my legs sticking to my chest while he shamelessly pushed his penis on top of me.
I thought many things about my ex-boss, but I never noticed that up close he was so beautiful, not only was he handsome, sensual and attractive, he was beautiful.
I lost myself in his gray eyes and the pleasure was joined with something else, it was mixed with something strange, my hand rose to touch his face and he bit my fingers, we smiled and it was here where I realized that it was the first time I saw him smile, not that smile of when he was angry, this was a real one, sincere, very clear.
From here I was hypnotized and everything that happened after that was only kept in my memory, as something sacred.
I fell asleep for about four hours, I know this because no daylight was coming in from the windows, my boss was lying next to me, his hand on my thigh, I got out of bed very quietly and gathered my clothes, locking myself in the bathroom.
When I got dressed, I was able to leave the room without him noticing, he was still asleep.
I had to go to reception in case they knew where my things were that were left in the boardroom.
I asked a girl and she disappeared for a few seconds and came back with my huge bag.
It was time to go.
This was goodbye with Diego Alba and his company.
It was a very good time, but better had been what happened in that hotel room.
I think...I would never forget it. That was a relief from the other horrible events of today.