Cindy rushed out of her apartment and hurried to her car. She cursed again, unable to believe that she could forget all about the job she liked so well.
She grinned, having to admit that she had good cause to forget the time. Very good cause. Mitch was some stud. She hoped he would be available again sometime for another fuck session. Just remembering it made her tingle all over.
She drove as fast as she dared, glancing now and then at her watch. It wasn't going to be a case of just a few minutes. She should have been to work over an hour before.
As Cindy pulled in the parking lot, she noticed very few cars and felt a small measure of relief. It didn't look like the club was terribly busy. Maybe her absence wouldn't be felt so much and she would get off without a reprimand. Her record was clean so far, and she wanted to keep it that way.
She walked inside, and went down to the lounge, changing into her costume as quickly as possible. After going back upstairs to the dining room she was greeted by various teasing comments about her overdue status.
Steve was on duty, and he knew the signs well.
"Baby, you didn't oversleep, so don't try to pull that one on us," he laughed. "You have that look, Cindy, of recently being royally and totally fucked."
She flushed a little, and cursed herself for it. Steve laughed.
"I knew it," he grinned. "Hell, I've caused that look, myself, a time or two."
"Has it been busy?" she asked, trying to steer the conversation away from her fucking activities.
"Naw, real quiet tonight," one of the waitresses told her. "Maybe things'll liven up later. I sure hope so. I don't like it when it's like this."
"I know what you mean," Cindy agreed. "It gets boring and the time just drags."
She didn't notice at first how their expressions changed, becoming withdrawn and serious. Finally, she caught on. Cindy saw their gaze go beyond her, over her shoulder.
The skin at the nape of her neck prickled. She knew… she just knew who was approaching. The boss.
"Oh, shit," she said under her breath.
Matt Preston, her boss, came up beside her. His face was solemn. His voice was controlled as he spoke.
"Miss Barnes," he said. "I think we need to have a little talk. Finish up here if you have anything pressing, then come to my office."
With that he turned, and left them. After he had gone out of sight, Steve and the waitress looked at her with concern. "Oh-oh," Steve commented dryly. "Yeah, I know," she sighed. "Well, guess I'd better get it over with."
"Good luck," they both called out after her.
Cindy knew Matt had a right to be ticked off at her. She hadn't just been a few minutes tardy… it had ended up being an hour and a half or more. That was late.
Approaching his office, she gulped and knocked at the door, then opened it and walked in. Her knees felt strangely wobbly and quivering. Her stomach didn't feel much better, and Cindy took a deep breath.
Matt remained silent as she walked into the room, motioning for her to take a chair.
After she sat down, she met his gaze. She decided that while she was guilty of being late, he didn't need to make such a big deal out of it. So dock me, she said to herself.
"You were late, Cindy," he said.
She noticed how he now reverted to calling her by her first name, and it gave her a little hope.
"Very late, in fact."
"Yes, sir, very late," she replied, keeping her voice and features expressionless.
"Did you oversleep?" He asked the question with the very faintest of mockery. She was reminded of Steve's teasing comment earlier.
"No, sir. I didn't oversleep."
She left it at that, wondering just how far he was going to carry this twenty-questions bit.
"Oh, I see," he said, giving her a knowing look. "You didn't oversleep, yet you managed to be an hour and a half late. Just how did you manage that, Cindy?"
"Sir?"
He smiled then. "You beard what I said. And you know what I mean, Cindy. Why were you so late? What were you doing to be that late?"
Then she saw the twinkling glint in his eyes and relaxed. Still, she played along, still keeping her tone cool and collected.
"Well, sir – I was fucking." His eyebrows shot up.
"Fucking, you say!"
"Butt-fucking to be exact," she added, meeting his eyes with hers.
"Is that so? Butt-fucking… it sounds… quite exciting," he replied.
"Oh, yes, sir, it was. I enjoyed it."
"Well, I'm certainly glad you did, but you know, Cindy, that being so late is really bad. What do you think I should do about it?"
She gave him a sly, sexy look. "I know it was wrong. I do deserve to be reprimanded or, something."
He licked his lips. "The something sounds highly intriguing. Let's ponder that. In the meantime, why don't you occupy yourself while I decide how to punish you for being so late."
"Occupy myself?" Her voice rose inquiringly in mock seriousness. "How should I do that, sir?"
He shifted in his chair. "Well, why don't you just take off your clothes and come over here and suck on my cock?"
She stood up. "A wonderful idea, sir simply wonderful!"
"Oh, I think so too."
She quickly slipped out of her clothes, excited by his teasing. Cindy was relieved, too. She still hadn't been quite sure if she wasn't in trouble for real until he started the sexy questions. Now she knew he wasn't angry or upset. Just horny. Though he knew full well every inch of her body, his eyes still glinted eagerly at the sight of her lush curves as she stripped.
Flinging aside her costume and panties, she stood before him for a moment, legs planted widely apart.
Her long auburn hair tumbled down past her shoulders and her deep-set brown eyes held a laughing hint of pleasure. The russet tint of her hair was perfectly matched by the red tinted bush between her thighs.
It was there, on her pussy mound, that Matt's eyes focused.
"Like what you see, boss?" she said impishly.
"Hell, you know I do," he answered crisply.
"What I'd like a lot more is that pretty mouth of yours on my prick."
"I think that can be arranged," she grinned, walking around the desk as he turned to the side in his chair.
His trousers were filled with rampant hard cock, almost to the bursting point. She dropped down between his sprawled legs, tugging at his zipper. His cock sprang out.
Cindy's mouth watered at the sight of his big fucker. It was a thick muscle of cock meat that was delicious looking. She couldn't wait to have it into her mouth and throat.
"Well, have at it," he encouraged her.
"Mmmmmm, yeah, I'm gonna suck you dry," she promised him throatily. "Drain you of every drop of cum."
"Just help yourself, Cindy."
Sticking out her tongue, she let the very tip of it rest against the slit in his cock head. She teased the piss slit and Matt groaned lustily.
Enjoying the response she was getting, Cindy let her tongue move up and down and around the mushroom-shaped head of his prick.
She was reminded of her ice cream cone eating, and how it had eventually led to her being late, while she fucked herself silly with Mitch.
If this was the punishment she could expect for being late, Cindy vowed to be late for work more often!
Matt's cock surged and swelled even more in her hot mouth. She slowed happily at the flew thickness she could feel.
Cindy let her tongue move down the shaft of his cock, until her face was pressed against the bulge of his balls. Opening her lips widely, she took in his hard hairy balls and sucked.
"Jesus," Matt groaned. "You sure know how to use that mouth of yours. Here I'm supposed to be thinking about what to do since you were late, and I can't concentrate. All I can think of is how fan-fuckin'-tastic your mouth is."
She gave a happy gurgle of pleasure at his words. They excited her even more, and she was greatly excited to begin with.
Slowly and sensually she sucked his balls, letting her tongue tease the rubbery surface of his balls. Matt squirmed in his chair, and she knew how much it was getting to him, so she doubled her cock-sucking efforts.
"Suck 'em, baby," he groaned. "Suck those balls!"
Her lips massaged his balls until he was gyrating steadily. Then and only then did she move her mouth back up to the hard thick slab of his cock head.
She made a tight circle of her lips, pursed closely and pushed down. This created a wonderful soft friction that she enjoyed every bit as much as Matt did. His cock head fucked in between her lips.
She stopped there, clamping her lips around the ridge circling his cock tip. She sucked, lashing the slit in his cock head with her tongue tip.
Matt grabbed her head. Almost savagely, he pushed her head downward, fucking his cock deep into her mouth and throat. He heard her gasp, then choke slightly, unprepared for the sudden filling of her mouth.
He pushed his hips upwards, fucking her face with a dozen short hard jabs before stiffening against her and cumming.
Cindy swallowed hurriedly to take in the molten flow of his cum. Wad after wad of cock juice spurted into her mouth, sliding down her throat. She delighted in the taste of his cum, and gobbled up every bit of it.
As the tide eased, Matt grunted. "That was fantastic, Cindy… but now I'm soft. Don't you think you should do something about that?"
She grinned as test she could, with his dwindling prick in her mouth. With gusto, she set about reviving his limp prick… and found it stiffening within moments.
Soon her licking and lapping and cocksucking had him hard and ready to fuck.
That was what she wanted now – to fuck. Pulling away, she tumbled backwards on the carpet. She giggled as she brought up her knees and let them fall open sideways. It opened and exposed her cunt completely.
Matt gazed down at her wide-open pussy, eyeing the moist pink meat of her fuckhole. He rose, slipping his pants down and off, and shrugging out of his shin.
"Mmmmmmmm, now it's my turn," Cindy chuckled.
"You'd better believe it is," he said. He moved between her legs and she guided his raging hot cock into the depths of her swampy cunt. Matt let out a long throaty groan of pure pagan enjoyment.
She breathed a sigh of rapture as she felt her greedy little cunt being invaded by his thick column of cock meat.
"Boy, did I need this!"
"I thought you had plenty of fucking this afternoon," Matt teased her.
"Oh, yeah – but wow! I still feel horny as hell… and you've got the cure, boss."
She grabbed the cheeks of his ass, pulling him hard against her cock-sucking cunt. Her fingernails raked along his skin as she grappled at him, as if trying to force more and more of his cock into her burning fuckhole. She arched her cunt up, and it made his entry even more complete, even deeper.
He slammed down, and she was bounced against the carpet, searing her back. Carpet burns for sure, she thought. But she really didn't care.
His cock-thrust jarred her again and again.
She squeezed the tight cheeks of his ass each time he fucked into her, and she could feel a ripple of pleasure along the surface of his skin. That turned her on even more.
"You sweet cunt-fuckin' man," she whispered. "You know just what to do to get me going, all the way."
"This is only the beginning," he grunted sexily.
Her passion flamed quickly into an all encompassing inferno of fuck-lust.
As he fucked into her waiting willing cunt, Matt helped himself to a nibble of tit flesh. He nipped and gnawed at the rubbery stubs of her tit peaks until Cindy was totally consumed with passion.
He circled the dark-rose peaks with his tongue, making them grow tighter and thicker.
She let out a long low sigh as his mouth opened wide to suck in a huge portion of her tit. His tongue pressed her nipple against the roof of his mouth while he sucked, and Cindy found that sensation so intense she cried out.
"God, I love it… I love the fuckin' shit out of it!" she wailed.
Moving from side to side, her boss licked and teased each tit in the same sensual manner, never missing a stroke as he fucked her pussy.
It was a combination that made her climax in moments, and her cunt convulsed, clutching at his deep-fucking prick. She felt like she was awash in a sea of pleasure, being caught in a carnal current that carried her to the farthest reaches of bliss.
Her hands slid up along the wide expanse of his chest, playing first with his tight tiny nipples, then tangling in the thick hair on his chest. Her mouth followed her hands as she licked and stroked his flesh with soft rasping movements.
"Yes," she murmured hazily, as she once more felt herself being lifted toward release. "Yes… oh, God, yessssssss!"
Realizing how, close she was to cumming again, Matt started rotating his hips in a tantalizingly sexy motion. It made his pumping prick ream out her fuckhole, creating a fire in her churning cunt. Cindy cried out and humped her cunt up onto his big prick.
"You fuck like nobody else," she gasped. "Jesus, it feels so good… you really fill my pussy up, boss. I love it, just love it."
He grinned at her words, and pummeled her pussy with his prick even faster and harder. Sweat was beading on his forehead from his efforts to hold off his own climax. He panted and groaned.
"Damn, I don't think I can keep from cumming for much longer," he told her. "My cock feels like it's gonna burst wide open."
Relentlessly, he assaulted her cunt, forcefully fucking into her pussy again and again, driving his cock to the hilt.
She thrust her cunt against him, meeting him and matching his hard fuck-strokes. She was close, too… so, so close.
Her clit was a swollen lump of sensitive flesh, stimulated almost beyond control. She swiveled her hips, making his prick bang against her clit as he fucked her. It created, an additional stimulation that she wanted and needed. She felt herself flying, going beyond the brink of bliss.
"I'm cumming, Matt… God, I'm cumming!"
He ground against her, feeling his own fuck lust mount, too.
They came together, fucking wildly. Their breathing was ragged and uneven, and a forceful vibration of lust flowed between them, back and forth.
He sagged against her, and let the full load of his cum pump into her pussy. Cindy experienced a soft, warm feeling and cradled him against her, breathing deeply.
"Mmmmmmmm, that hit the spot," she murmured throatily.
He grinned at her, but it was a weak grin. In spite of his weariness, they could both feel his cock thickening, already growing hard once more.
"You aren't as fired as you thought," she teased him.
"I guess not," he agreed.
"Hey, have you thought of any sort of punishment for me, since I was so late?"
"Yeah, I have… and, it's this."
He fucked his rigid prick in… and Cindy grinned.
It was just the sort of punishment she loved – a big hard cock fucking her insatiable young pussy!