I never had work with my boss directly. But one day he called me in his cabin and asked me about my work. He was a very senior person around 48-50 yrs... old and i was little nervous as i didn’t know how to deal with him. But he was very cool in the way he spoke and he made me feel comfortable. I answered his questions about work and he asked me to leave.This trend started to become very frequent and my boss started calling me to his cabin more often. Some girls in the office warned me to be. " Keep a civil tongue in your head or I'll put this back in," I threatened, picking up the cloth gag and searching around for the roll of duct tape.She fell mute and my relief was profound."I can make you some toast if you want," I offered, "or there's cornflakes." Toast," she hissed."Please," I reminded her."Please," she responded acerbically."Do you drink tea?" I asked. She nodded imperceptibly in response.As I stood up to leave, she shook her arms and legs. "Untie me," she demanded.I shook. He so wanted to fuck Samantha in that bikini.He'd take her just like the guy in the porno took the slut wearing highheels. He might even have her keep the bikini top on, so he could sprayhis juices over the suit and her face when he came. This image filledanother masturbation session, right there in the bathroom.Afterwards, Billy continued to drink and smoke pot. He masturbatedthinking about Samantha a couple more times. As midnight passed, hecouldn't get the thought of Samantha in that. His shorts fell to the floor, weighted by keys and change, and he stood there, commando, before me.His cock was beautiful, hard and ready. I wanted to drop to my knees and worship it, but instead I bent and filled my mouth with the purple head to relieve his ache. With a few swirls of my tongue he sighed and I stood tall and he took my hand to lead me to a side room with a large wide divan. I was about to sit on it when his hand went to the tie on my top behind me. He pulled it away and whisked.