Hypnotizing the boss (closed)

[p_c352006]

I was still trying to come to grips with what had just taken place in old man Johnson's office, but my thoughts were broken up by the my office door shutting. I looked up expecting Thomas to be standing there smile and wanting to know all the details of what I did to the old perverse down the hall but instead it was Mrs. Carmichael. We didn't really work together much within the office but she is in our monthly board meetings and I knew by the look on her face that she was not pleased by my attire this morning.

She went off for about ten minutes on how my attire was inappropriate for so many reasons. I was showing too much skin, my skirt was too short, my bra was too visible through my blouse, that was also unbuttoned too low. She said the entire meeting every guy at the table was staring at me and that if she was me, she would feel completely embarrassed to have been such a distraction in a professional meeting like that. All I could do was sit there and listen to her nodding as if I agreed with her and apologized for my actions. I wanted to apologize and tell her it would never happen again, but I wasn't even planning on doing this the first time so how could I promise not to do it again?

She finally aired out everything she needed to say, or at least everything she had to say for now, then stormed back out of the room. I sat there befuddled trying to figure out my next move. I may have just gained a helpful ally in Mr. Johnson but now I had created an adversary in. Mrs. Carmichael.

 

[MidnightWalk]

I could vaguely hear the speaking through the door and it all sounded like Mrs. Carmichael. Briefly I wondered if she was berating or praising Andrea. I'd seen how Mrs. C watched her during the meeting and I noticed when she unbuttoned one of her own blouse buttons before her presentation. That led to several interesting images floating through my head. I smiled to myself. Only if they'd let me watch. And hell, I could probably arrange that.

When Mrs. Carmichael slammed the door, I made that I was walking down the hall. I admired her form as she brushed past me, stalking off toward her office. I had no idea what had gone on, but there was one way to find out. Once Mrs. Carmichael was out of sight, I turned 180 degrees and made my way back to Andrea's office.

Knocking lightly, I opened the door and let myself in. The first thing I noticed was Andrea's flushed face. Whatever Carmichael had said to her had certainly upset her. I walked in and sat down, looking her in the eye. "So, what happened? Tell me about Mr. Johnson, and what brought Mrs. Carmichael here. I need to know what happened, Andrea."

 

[p_c352006]

I knew I was never going to get any work done today...

I started off telling Thomas all about Mrs. Carmichael and how pissed she was at me for the way I dressed during the meeting that day. Maybe she was jealous that I was younger and firmer and got more attention around than office than she does but either way she was not happy about the meeting this morning and she really let me have it.

Then I told him all about Mr. Johnson. I went through every detail of sitting on his desk and showing him my tight pink pussy while I watched his cock grow in his pants. Then after teasing him and letting his see my naked body in front of him, only inches from his face I opened his pants and stroked his old cock for him until he shot a huge load under his desk. By the time I finished giving Thomas all the juicy details I noticed him sitting across the desk from me stroking his cock through his dress pants. I didn't realize that he wanted me to jerk off Mr. Johnson for his own amusement, but apparently that was the case. I watched as Thomas gripped his hard cock and moved his hand up and down, rubbing his thick meat through the thin layer of fabric that covered it.

 

[MidnightWalk]

It sounded like Andrea had done exactly what I'd programmed her to do. It had worked with things I'd had her do in relation to me, but if I could get her to do it with others.... That would be most interesting. Might well be time to start exploring her limits and seeing which of them I could break down through my control of her subconscious mind. And I knew one I could start with, and another that I wanted to work on.

I nodded as Andrea finished her story. "Good work. Sounds like you did something nice for Mr. Johnson." I rubbed my erection. "Now, why don't you do something nice for me. Bend over your desk. I want to cure this hardon you've given me and inside you seems like the best way.

 

[p_c352006]

I couldn't believe the nerve of Thomas! I had just received a verbal berating from. Mrs. Carmichael and his response is to tell me to bend over so he can fuck me?! I wanted to tell him to fuck off but instead I found myself standing up and walking around the desk to where he was sitting. I turned my back to him and bent forward, placing my hands on my desk, then spreading my legs apart.

I heard Thomas unbuckling his pants from behind, then felt his hands reach to the hem of my skirt. He pulled it up my legs and ass quickly, then folded it back over my back. Without any panties on all that was exposed below my waist was my garter belt and thigh highs. Thomas ran his hard cock up and down my slit a few times, letting the slippery wetness between my lips coat the head of his cock. Then he pressed against me and I felt the head of his dick slip past my tight opening from behind. I gasped as his dick entered me slowly as I held onto my desk. Thomas gripped the waistband of my skirt with both hands like a cowboy gripping the reigns of a horse, then he started to thrust himself slowly in and out of me. As he worked himself in and out of my it to wet hole from behind he increased his speed gradually until he was slamming his body into my ass, making slapping sounds with each thrust. He pulled the waist of my skirts towards him with each thrust, causing his cock to drill me so deep that I thought he was going to puncture a lung. I tried not to moan too loud or make too much noise so that people walking by my office wouldn't hear me but I also started to feel concerned about the slapping noises our Thomas's body as I slammed into my round little ass from behind.