I was in a relationship that was no fun and I wanted to get out of it. I’d started a job working for a big company. It was one of my first proper jo... and everyone working there was older men. I was only 22, one of the only girls and I liked getting the attention of the big bosses. I wasn’t good at my job but I knew that a short dress and a bit of flirting would work. I started to get the attention of the boss Paul who had an office near my desk. He would call me in to talk about office work,. He was great at licking her pussy. He had a magical tongue, and those wonderful full dark lips. He kissed her gently on her wet lips. She was already so wet. She had even forgotten he had a surprise for her. He licked her pussy with his large tongue. She moaned and raised her hips to meet his hot mouth. He sucked her swelling clit with his thick lips she called out. She reached down and grabbed his baldhead and pushed him harder into her waiting dripping pussy. He obeyed her wish. He took off. "You know, you can quit being my slave at any time." I know," she panted."You can get sex anytime. Just go to a bar, and yell 'Will someone fuck me!'. You'll have a line waiting for you." I know," she repeated, this time with a groan added to the end."So, what do you get out of being my slave?"Her breath was coming in gasps. "At the ... convent ... I am in ... charge of ... everything ... Here, you're ... in charge ... I have to do ... whatever you say ... Oh yes!" Stop right there!" I. It truly was the perfect weekend. After dinner we headed backto our room to continue the party and raid our mini fridge. I guess that'swhen it all began to change for me, I suddenly got strange urges I hadnever had before, perhaps the alcohol was playing games with my mind butnow years later I truly believe the new side of me that was revealed thatnight was always bound to show it self no matter what had happened thatweekend.Diane was fetching some mini bottles of vodka from the minibar and.