Bullied by the Boss

By: Sam Crescent



Marking off the rest of the points, she gathered the books, and placed them back into the reference selection before heading toward her desk. She finished her presentation, putting the pages into a plastic folder to protect it.

When that was done, she made her way toward his office. She paused as she noticed the door was closed. Usually if it was closed it didn’t mean anything good.

This was her job though, so she lifted her hand, and knocked. Seconds passed, and she heard some scuffling before Rex opened the door. His shirt wasn’t on properly, and she heard the feminine moan in the background.

“What the fuck do you want?” he asked.

“Here, this is what you asked for.” She pressed the folder against his chest. “I’m done for the day.”

With that, she turned on her heel, grabbed her bag, and headed straight out of the office without a backward glance. How could a guy who was a complete and total bastard be one of the best lawyers in the world?

She heard Frank talking once about how he seemed to turn to gold everything that he touched. Rex was an uncouth asshole, and after what she had just seen, she knew it was time for her to start looking for another job. Leaving the office, she was halfway down the street when her cell phone started to ring.

Pulling out her cell phone, she saw Frank was calling her.

“Hello, Frank, what’s up?”

“Why are you not at your desk, and why is Rex’s door locked?”

Nora didn’t want to cause any trouble. “I don’t know, sir. You’re going to have to ask Rex. I’m not feeling so well.”

“I spoke to Lorna, and she believes that Rex is getting to you.”

It wasn’t a question. She made a note not to talk to Lorna when she was feeling really shitty.

“It’s nothing, Frank. I’m not feeling well, and after I’d done most of my work, I was allowed to go. Send my love to Lidia. I’m going to hang up now. Talk soon.” She hung up the phone, and turned it off. It was time for her to find a new job.

****

Rex watched as the blonde, Naomi he believed her name was, sucked his dick as if it was a fucking lollipop. He loved the way she worked him to the back of her throat, and she swallowed him down. There was no gag reflex for her, and it made him wonder if he could literally fuck her mouth.

“That’s it, baby. Make it so good.” He pumped in and out of her mouth, watching as his dick went slick with her saliva. Some of it dribbled from her mouth, covering those sexy ass tits of hers.

He closed his eyes, and tensed up as a brown-eyed vixen with a smart mouth suddenly flashed in his mind. Forcing Nora out of his thoughts, he basked in the feel of this woman’s mouth.

Opening his eyes, he saw the file that Nora had given to him five minutes ago, and he gritted his teeth, and shook his head.

As he was about to grab the woman’s head, he paused as someone started to bang on his office door.

“Rex, open the fucking door, and I mean now,” Frank, his partner, and to a point, his boss, said.

Crap. Nora was the person to usually ward off visitors, or at least put a call through to warn him.

Pulling out of the woman’s mouth, he tried to cover up his body as quickly as possible, knowing Frank wasn’t going to be fooled by this. When Naomi had her body covered, and was reapplying her lipstick, he made his way toward the door, and opened it up. “Hey, Frank, what’s up?” he asked.

Frank entered the office, and pointed at the woman. “Out.”

“I’m a client.”

“Yeah, and right now, your tits are hanging out. We don’t need your business if it’s about sex. Get out.”

Frank was as blunt as they came.

Naomi scoffed, but like everyone else, left his office. Rex would have to send her something to make her feel better.

“To what do I owe the pleasure? I didn’t know we had a meeting planned.”

“Nora.”

“Yeah, what about her?”

“She’s not at her desk.”

Rex moved toward his desk, and took a seat. “Yeah, she had an appointment. Something about girls and important stuff.”

“Is that right?” Frank asked, folding his arms.

It was the same look that Frank gave when he was about to win a case.

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