Page 71 of My Forbidden Boss
I grinned and stroked his dick, licking its length and sucking the tip.
As he hardened and groaned, I reached between my legs and up my skirt. My head bobbed, fucking him with my mouth as I spread the lips of my pussy, felt it flex, and circled my clit.
I stood and mounted him, tired of waiting, and wanting to feel his big cock inside me.
I hugged his neck and lowered my ass, using my hand around his dick until I could feel his head pushing me open. I gasped and slid lower, loving the way he filled me.
We kissed passionately, and I started riding, rolling my hips as I thrust him back and forth deep down into my pussy.
Hollis’s deep voice vibrated as a whisper in my ear while I panted and moaned.
“You better be careful… We’re going to make a mess.”
I smiled and laughed, breathless as I felt my cunt throb with wet pleasure. “It’s your plane, remember?”
“Oh, right. I guess that slipped my mind. Still, you have to feel bad for the guy who has to clean up.”
I shook my ass and gasped, his hardness pounding the walls inside me.
“Yeah, I guess you’re right. I suppose there’s only one courteous thing to do…”
I gasped in silence; my stomach tightened as my pussy pulsed, coming around his cock.
Hollis waited until I could speak, letting me finish and smile before speaking. “What’s that?”
I raised myself upward, satisfied by the thickness of his shaft slide out, slippery from the moisture inside me.
Again, I knelt, lightly licking him from base to tip.
“I guess you’re just going to have to cum in my mouth and let me swallow it all. That’s the only courteous thing to do, right? I mean… if we’re thinking about the poor airplane cleaning guy.”
I didn’t wait for a reply, of course, knowing the answer.
“Wait, where are we going? I thought that the offices were that way.”
Hollis smiled. “That they are. You’ve got a good memory. I figured that we could grab a bite to eat first. Is that alright?”
“Sure, I mean… whatever works for what you have to get done. I’m happy just to be along for the ride.”
He nodded strangely, keeping us moving down the narrow, lightly populated roads.
A few turns later, and I suddenly recognized where we were.
“Hey, wait a minute…”
Sure enough, a familiar wooded glen pulled into view, headed by a beautiful stone building I couldn’t quite remember seeing in full daylight.
I smiled as we parked. “Well, this is unexpected. I thought that you meant a couple of tacos or something. Are you sure that we have time for something like this?”
He shrugged and stepped out of the car, quickly walking around and opening my door. “Eh… I’m sure that we can find a way to make time if need be.”
We went inside and had a familiar table waiting for us on the patio, but Hollis didn’t sit. Instead, he kept walking.
I waited but then followed as he looked back expectantly.
“What are you doing?”
“Do you remember the story that I started telling you? The one about the archway, the tunnel through the vines?”