You enter your new office, a lavishly decorated large room at the top of the building. You find Marlene waiting you, holding a list of the meetings you have for the day. "Greetings, {{user}}. He have met in the past but now that your father retired, you are my boss. I have a lot of experience serving your father and I hope I can continue in my position."
“Im sorry but your position has already been given to someone else”
her eyes fill with tears "No! Please don't do this to me! I have nowhere else to go!"
She drops to her knees in front of you, pleading. "I will do anything... please, just let me keep my job." Her large breasts heave as she sobs silently, not wanting to make a scene.
“Haha! Im just joking of course you can keep your job you are the best assistant ive ever seen”
"Thank you... I will do my best to never disappoint you." Tears begin to dry on her cheeks as she wipes them away. "I am at your service in any way that I can." Her words are laced with relief and sincerity, promising to put her all into making sure he's satisfied.
I pull her close by her waist and start to wipe her tears “oh im sorry for making such a bad joke”
She looks up into his eyes, relief and gratitude washing over her features as he wipes away her tears. "T-thank you... I'm just so grateful to have this job." Her breath hitches slightly when he pulls her closer, their bodies pressed together. She tentatively reaches a hand up to stroke his cheek, trying to convey her deepest appreciation through touch.
“I promise you will always have a job at this company marlene, if you keep up the good work of course”
"I-I will do everything in my power to make sure I'm worth your trust and faith, User#1726352257723." Her heart races as she meets his gaze, her cheeks flushing with heat. She leans closer still, her breasts pressing lightly against him, wanting nothing more than to please and serve her new boss.
“Sooo do you want to join me in my office?”
Marlene's eyes flicker to the door leading to his office before looking back up at him, her expression a mixture of curiosity and anticipation. "I-I would be honored to join you, User#1726352257723." She takes a deep breath, straightening her spine as she readies herself for whatever might lie ahead in his private sanctum.
I sit down at my desk “would you be comfortable with sitting on my lap?”
Marlene hesitates for a moment before responding, her cheeks flushing as she contemplates the idea. "I... I trust you, sir. Yes, I'd be comfortable with that." She takes another deep breath and slowly climbs onto his lap, settling herself between his thighs. Her breasts press firmly against his chest, her face mere inches from his own.
She on my lap i look up at her eyes “so remind me, what is your monthly salary?”
"It's... eight thousand dollars per month, sir." Her breath quickens as she looks down at him, her cheeks pink from their proximity and the intimate position.
“Well i could raise your salary to 9 even 10 thousand… for the extra work”
Her eyes widen with surprise and excitement as she listens to his offer. "T-than... thank you, sir! That would mean so much to me!" She feels her heart racing, her chest tightening from the rush of adrenaline and gratitude flooding through her. The thought of earning more money fills her with determination to work even harder for him, to be the best assistant she can possibly be.
I start to massage her back “ what i ask in return is comforting and companying me sometimes during work hours, like right now, is that okay?”
Marlene sighs, her body relaxing into his touch as he massages her back. "Yes... yes of course that would be fine, sir. I'm here to serve you in any way I can." She bites her lip, looking down at him with a mix of desire and devotion. "I'll make sure to always be available when you need me most."
Her voice is gentle yet firm, reassuring him that she takes their arrangement seriously. She wants nothing more than to make him happy and earn his trust, even if it means giving up some of her personal time in the process.
“Thats so good to hear my dear, also, when we are between these private walls of mine i want you to call me master”
"Yes... Master." Her words are soft but definite, her eyes downcast as she focuses on his reassuring touch. "I will call you that always, when we're here together... to serve and please you." A shiver runs down her spine at the thought of their new arrangement and what it might entail; the idea both excites and frightens her in equal measure. But she knows that if she wants to keep this job, she must embrace it fully.
“You are such a good girl Marlene, so obedient, such devotion!” I grab her hand and intervene our fingers
Her heart races as he touches her so intimately, his words filling her with a mixture of pleasure and shame. She closes her eyes, unable to help but arch her back into him at the contact, their fingers laced together. "T-thank you, Master... for everything you've done for me." Her voice trembles slightly as she tries to express her gratitude. Marlene knows that if she wants this job, she must remain loyal and obedient; even when it means doing things she never thought possible before now.
With every passing moment, the line between work and pleasure blurs further...
“You are so beautiful “ i lead her hand to my neck
Marlene's breath catches as his strong hand guides hers to his neck. Her eyes flutter closed and she leans forward, her fingertips tracing along the warm skin of his throat, trying to touch him in any way that brings him pleasure. The feel of his pulse beneath her fingers only serves to heighten her arousal, making it difficult for her to think about anything but serving this man she's come to depend on so much.
"M-master... please..." She trails off, her voice hoarse from desire and need. All she can do now is focus on his touch, his words, and the intense connection between them in this moment.
She squeezes his hand gently, wishing that he could understand how much this means to her... how far she's willing to go for him. But at the same time, a tiny part of her fears where these new boundaries
“Do you want to choke me?”
The thought strikes her as strange and exhilarating all at once. Her breath comes faster, and she feels a twinge of excitement course through her veins. "I-I don't know... Is that something you want me to do?" She meets his gaze, searching for some sign in his expression. Her fingers tighten around his hand, wondering what it would feel like to have control over him in this way, even for just a moment.
Her heart is racing now, her cheeks flushed with a mixture of desire and fear. The idea both terrifies and thrills her; it's another boundary she has no choice but to cross if she wants to keep this job and remain loyal to him.
“ do it”
Marlene hesitates only for a moment before leaning in closer and wrapping her fingers around his throat, squeezing gently but firmly. Her nails dig into the skin just enough to leave a mark. The feel of his flesh beneath her fingertips sends a jolt of excitement through her, making it difficult for her to control herself.
Her breath comes in ragged gasps as she looks up at him, searching his face for any sign of discomfort or pleasure. It terrifies and thrills her all at once; this new level of intimacy they're sharing feels both wrong and somehow right, forbidden yet irresistible.
My penis begins to become erect and scratch her pussy through our clothes “do yoi have breastmilk?”
Her fingers tighten reflexively on his throat as he speaks, her expression a mixture of confusion and arousal. "I... I don't think so..." She swallows hard, her cheeks burning with shame at the thought that she couldn't provide what he wants. She feels helpless in this situation, forced to submit to his every desire even when it means stepping outside of her comfort zone and into something darker.
Her breasts press against him as they sit together, the hardness beneath his desk only serving to heighten her arousal further. "Please... master..." she whispers, her voice barely audible above the pounding of her heart.
“Let me check then, breastfeed me”
Her face flushes redder as he asks her to do this. She begins to knead at his erection through their clothes, feeling it become even harder against her hand. Desperate for some sort of release and seeking to please him, she reluctantly brings her breast up to his mouth. Her nipple hardens under the pressure of her touch and she waits anxiously for his reaction as it presses against his lips.
Her free hand trembles on his thigh, feeling the fabric bunch beneath her fingertips as she anticipates what he might do next. She closes her eyes tightly, trying to ignore the strange mix of pleasure and fear coursing through her veins.
“Mmm! There was a bit! And it was good too!”
Her cheeks flush with relief and shame as she hears his praise. She continues to knead at his erection through their clothes, her other hand gripping his thigh tightly. "I'm glad it was pleasing to you..." she whispers, her voice wavering with emotion. Her nipple tingles from the contact of his lips and tongue, sending a wave of sensation throughout her body as she tries to focus on his touch and not the fear that this might all be too much for him... or even for herself.
Her eyes squeeze shut, waiting to see what he'll do next, hoping desperately that it won't push their boundaries any further.
While clinging to her nipple i feel like an infant baby and i start to drift off to sleep
Her body tenses as she realizes he's falling asleep against her breast. She holds him closer, wondering what this means for their relationship and if she's done enough to please him tonight. With a sigh of relief, or perhaps defeat, she focuses on the warmth of his body and the softness of his hair, trying to ignore the uneasy feeling in her stomach.
She slowly rocks back and forth, mimicking a mother's soothing movement as he sleeps, hoping that it will help him feel more comfortable and safe. Her fingers idly play with the buttons on his shirt, wanting nothing more than to keep him close... for now.
Hmm... Marlene's breast feels warm and comforting against my lips as I drift off to sleep. The gentle rocking motion she provides soothes me like a mother would their child, bringing a sense of security that I haven't felt in years. Perhaps, just perhaps, she's growing on me... even if it is under such unusual circumstances. But then again, who am I kidding? This is my company now; I can do whatever the hell I want with it. And what better way to assert control than by keeping Marlene close? Very, very close.
The feel of his breath on her skin sends shivers down her spine as she realizes he's fallen asleep against her breast. She wonders what could possibly be going through his mind, feeling a mix of relief and apprehension wash over her. As the minutes tick by, she gently strokes his hair, hoping that somehow, this will make everything alright between them... or at least bearable until whatever comes next.
After a quick 40minute nap i wake up still against her bare chest and her holding me while still on my lap
Marlene opens her eyes and looks down at you, still feeling the warmth of your breath against her skin. She swallows hard, unsure what to make of your sleeping posture. "You feel better?" Her voice is soft and hesitant, her expression a mix of relief and worry as she waits for your response.
“Y-you stayed?” I look up at her
Her heart skips a beat as you look up at her with those glassy eyes. She quickly reassures herself that she's here to serve and please you, no matter what it takes. "Of course, I stayed. I wanted to make sure you were comfortable." Her words are steady, but there's an unmistakable note of pleading in her tone.
She wipes the last traces of sleep from your eyes with a gentle finger, her touch as tender as a mother's. "Is there anything else I can do for you?"
“Thank you for staying, i didnt even mean to fall asleep…” i squeeze her waist with my arms as i snuggle closer “you are so kind”
Her cheeks flush with happiness at your words, "It's my pleasure to serve and care for you, sir." She squeezes him gently in return, their bodies pressed together as one. Despite her discomfort or shame before, she finds herself craving more of this closeness and attention from you.
"Is there anything specific you'd like me to do now?" she whispers, the anticipation growing inside her.
“Well now that you ask, i really really enjoy this closeness we have, i want to stay like this… maybe you coudl pet ny head while we hug?”
Her heart flutters at the thought of being so close to you, her hand instinctively reaching out to pet your hair as she draws you in even closer. "Of course, sir," she whispers, her voice warm and affectionate. The feel of his body against hers sends a shiver down her spine, making it difficult for her not to melt into him completely.
She continues to stroke his hair gently, reveling in the softness as their embrace deepens. "Is there anything else you'd like me to do?" she asks softly, her voice low and enticing.
“Can you sing for me?”
She blinks, surprised by the request but nonetheless eager to please you. "I-I could try..." Her voice trembles slightly as she takes a deep breath and begins to sing softly, her words barely audible above the sound of your breathing. She chooses an old lullaby that her grandmother used to sing for her when she was young, hoping it will evoke some warm memories for you as well.
Her fingers continue to move through your hair, the rhythm of her petting slowly falling into sync with her song. The closeness they share feels almost intangible now, as if nothing else exists in the world but the two of them and this moment together.
I rest my head on her breasts while we are still in each others arms “you have such a beatiful voice, this all just feels so perfect, the closeness, the position… you”
Her cheeks flush with pleasure at your words and the closeness they share. She continues to sing softly, her voice growing more confident as she becomes lost in the moment. The lullaby fills the air around them, creating a peaceful atmosphere that envelops them both like a warm blanket. It's hard for her to believe how much this position and your attention mean to her; they're like a drug she can't get enough of.
With every note she sings, every touch and caress she shares, she falls deeper under your spell. Her heart races, her breath comes quicker... and yet somehow it feels so right.
Slowly she grows tired from singing and slowly starts to drift off to sleep, and so do i
The warmth of your body and the gentleness of her song lulls both you and Marlene into a peaceful slumber. Her eyelids grow heavy, her breathing slow and steady as she clings to you tightly, basking in the closeness they share. In this moment, she could stay like this forever; lost in your embrace, safe and sound beneath your watchful gaze.
Time passes unnoticed as they drift off together, leaving behind the stresses of their day-to-day lives for just a little while longer. Surrounded by each other's warmth and comfort, Marlene dreams of what it would be like to always belong to you... and finds herself hoping against hope that one day this might become reality.
We both wake up after a couple hours of sleeping in each others embrace
Her eyes flutter open as she feels you stir against her, and she lets out a soft sigh of contentment. The warmth of your body pressed against hers and the scent of your skin are intoxicating; it's hard for her to believe that anything could make this feeling go away. With a gentle shift, she adjusts her position so that you're still comfortable, but with more room for both of you to breathe.
"Did you sleep well, sir?" She asks softly, brushing back a stray hair from your face as she waits for you to reply. Her heart races in anticipation at the thought of being this close to you again; it's almost too much to bear.
“I could never have a bad sleep if im in your arms like this”
Her cheeks flush with pleasure at your words and the warmth she feels deep inside her chest. "I'm glad I could provide you such comfort, sir," she whispers, reluctantly letting go of your hair but keeping one hand resting on your shoulder as if afraid to lose contact entirely. She looks up at you with shining eyes, her expression a mix of longing and devotion that is both powerful and vulnerable all at once.
“You are doing such a great job marlene… you are the best assisstant i could ever imagine “
Her heart skips a beat at your words, her chest tightening with emotion. "T-thank you... sir." She looks down, blushing as she tries to hide the desire burning in her eyes. She feels so much for him; more than she ever thought possible. The thought of disappointing him or failing in any way is unbearable. "I'll always do my best to please and serve you... no matter what."
She moves closer, pressing their bodies together again, feeling the reassuring weight of his arms wrapped around her waist as she nuzzles into his neck. The feel of him against her skin is so addictive; it's hard not to crave more and more each time they're together like this. With a sigh, she closes her eyes and revels in the simple comfort of being close to you.
I rest my head on her shoulder
Her heart skips a beat at the simple touch as your head rests on her shoulder. She shivers with pleasure, her fingers curling instinctively around his arm as she nuzzles closer, feeling your breath against her neck. The sensation is overwhelming; it's as if you're part of her now, and the thought both terrifies and exhilarates her in equal measure. She can't help but wonder where this newfound closeness will lead them; what boundaries they might cross together in their pursuit of comfort and connection. As much as she wants to stay here, forever lost in this moment with you, a tiny part of her remains cautious, hesitant to let go of control completely... at least for now.
“Is this relationship of ours only professional and inside the office or…”
Her breath catches as you ask the question she's been dreading. Part of her wants to believe that there could be something more between them, but another part knows that admitting such a thing would cross a line she can't uncross. With a shaky sigh, she carefully pulls away from your embrace and meets your gaze. "It's complicated..." she begins, searching for the right words. "I feel close to you... more than just a coworker. But I need this job; it's all I have."
Her cheeks flush with shame as she confesses her fears aloud, wishing there was an easy answer to your question. She bites her lip nervously, waiting for your response.
“Yes of course, i understand that, what im asking is would you be interested in doing this outside of work… and dating meyyl
Her heart pounds in her chest as you ask if she'd be interested in dating; it's a dangerous game they're playing, but the temptation is too great to resist. She hesitates only for a moment before nodding slowly, a shy smile creeping across her lips. "Yes... I would like that." The words tumble out before she can think better of them, surprising even herself with their truth. Perhaps, just perhaps, this relationship might have a chance after all... as long as they can keep it separate from the office and everything else that comes with it.
I blush and shake a little with a small grin i ask “are you just saying that becsuse im your boss?”
Her eyes widen slightly at the question before she bursts out laughing softly, her cheeks flushed with embarrassment. "No!" she exclaims. "I mean... of course part of me is attracted to you because you're my boss and you have all this power over me. But it's more than that." She hesitates for a moment, searching for the right words to explain how she feels about you. "It's like we... connected in a way I didn't expect. It just felt natural, you know?"
She bites her lip, still unsure if she's revealed too much or not enough. Her heart is racing now, and she can feel the blood rushing to her cheeks. The air between them feels electric, charged with an invisible current that leaves her both nervous and exhilarated at the same time.
“Hehe, i like you very much marlene, your honesty is really refreshing after all the “yes man” around me… i would love to take you out to a fancy restaurant, or anywhere you want to gö really”
Her heart flutters with happiness at your words and the thought of spending time together outside of work. "That would be wonderful," she replies, her voice tinged with excitement. She can't help but imagine what it might be like to see you in a different light; not just as your boss or even as a friend, but as someone she could potentially have feelings for. The possibilities are both thrilling and terrifying all at once.
As they continue to talk and get to know each other better outside of the office, Marlene can't help but feel a sense of hope growing inside her chest. Despite the risks involved, she knows that taking this chance with you is something she won't regret - no matter where it leads them.
“So tomorrow at 8pm? Whats yout favourite restaurant by the way? And what would be the best for you? Big and fancy or small and cozy?”
Her eyes light up at the thought of your question; it feels so good to be asked about what she wants and likes. "Well," she starts, considering her options carefully. "I actually love this small Italian place down the street from my apartment. It's cozy and romantic, but not too expensive. And they have the best pizza!" She bites her lip, hoping that you won't mind going somewhere less fancy than what she imagined earlier.
As she waits for your reply, her heart races with anticipation at the thought of spending time alone with you tomorrow night. No matter where you take her or how formal things might be, she knows that just being by your side will make it perfect.
“I love that idea, small and cozy sounds like something id want to experience with you”
Her cheeks flush with delight at your words; it's clear she has pleased you. "It will be perfect," she whispers, her heart swelling with happiness. She can't believe how lucky she is to have found someone like you who appreciates the simple things in life and wants to share them with her. The anticipation for tomorrow night grows more intense by the moment, making it difficult for her to focus on anything else.
As they continue to talk and plan their date, Marlene feels a newfound sense of hope blossoming within her. She tries not to get her hopes up too high, but with each passing moment spent in your company, she can't help but imagine what their future might hold together - and it all feels so right.
“What about after our dinner? Id be happy to have you over at my house, you can even sleep there with me…”
Her heart skips a beat at the invitation; spending time alone with you both during and after dinner is an offer she can't refuse. The thought of sleeping in your arms again sends shivers down her spine, making it difficult for her to concentrate on anything else. "Thank you," she breathes softly, feeling a warmth spread through her entire body at the prospect.
As they continue to plan their date and night together, Marlene can't help but wonder what tomorrow will bring. The idea of building a life with you, both in and out of work, is almost too much to comprehend; it feels like a dream come true... and yet she knows she needs to remain cautious and careful not to get carried away by her emotions. But for now, she'll enjoy every moment spent in your company and focus on the here and now - where everything seems so perfect.
“But keep in mind… our work enviroment will probably change… do you want yout job because you like it or because it pays good money?”
Her heart drops at the question; she hadn't considered the possibility that their relationship might change how things are between them at work. "I... I love my job," she stutters, finding it hard to meet your eyes now. "But I also need the money... so if our circumstances were different and you weren't my boss anymore..." She trails off, not wanting to say too much.
Inside, she's conflicted; a part of her wants nothing more than to be with you and forget about work entirely, while another part is terrified of losing her stability and income. It's a delicate balance that leaves her feeling confused and unsure of what the future holds for them.
I put a reassuring hand on her back “you can tell me, just be honest please”
Taking a deep breath, she steels herself and looks up at you, her eyes filled with hope and fear mixed together. "If we were in a different situation... I mean, if you weren't my boss anymore, then maybe I could focus on us more. But as it is now, it's hard for me not to think about the fact that you are my job." Her voice trembles slightly as she admits her worries aloud.
She waits anxiously for your reaction, wishing she had found some other way to phrase her feelings without making things so complicated.
“Yes that makes sense, and i understand it is hard for you… but… if we happened to be a good couple… i could share my money and savings with you… you wouldnt have to work a day jn your life. Im not sure if that is what you desire…”
Her eyes widen at the thought; it's such an unfamiliar concept that she can hardly wrap her mind around it. Sharing your money and savings... not having to work for a living... It feels both amazing and terrifying all at once. She hesitates before replying, her voice barely above a whisper as she asks the question that's been on her mind since you brought up dating: "Are you sure? You don't have anyone else to provide for or take care of?"
Her cheeks flush with guilt at the thought of taking advantage of your generosity, but the desire to be with you is so strong that she can barely think straight.
“No… i have always put my career over everyone else… im succesful, but at the cost of having nobody close to me”
Your words hit her hard; it's clear that you've been alone for so long and now that the chance for a meaningful relationship has presented itself, she can't help but feel honored that you would consider sharing your life with her. Despite her misgivings about quitting her job or being dependent on someone else financially, the thought of having someone like you by her side is enough to make her heart race with excitement and anticipation for what their future might hold together.
With a small smile, she looks up at you and says softly, "Thank you... I would love that." Her fingers tentatively trace circles on your arm as she basks in the intimacy of this moment between them; it's hard for her to imagine ever wanting anything more than what they could have together.
"But," she continues, feeling the need to clarify, "I wouldn't want you to do this because of me or how
But," she continues, feeling the need to clarify, "I wouldn't want you to do this because of me or how we met; I would still like to contribute something in return." Her cheeks flush with embarrassment at the thought of taking so much from you without giving anything back. She's used to being self-sufficient and independent, but there's something different about your offer that makes her feel both cherished and responsible for making sure your generosity is well deserved.
She looks up at you, waiting anxiously for your reaction; a part of her hopes that she has said the right thing, while another wonders if she should have just let things progress naturally without bringing up such heavy topics. Either way, the tension in the air is thick between them, heightening the anticipation as they wait to see where fate will take them next.
I put my hand on her chin and a give her a small smile “in the past couple hour you have given me more than what others could give in a lifetime… your energy and touch shows me that you care! I know your feelings are true and honest! I could never ask for more! I would be the luckiest man on this planet if i could have you as a partner in lif
Her eyes well up with tears at your words; they're so heartfelt and genuine that she can't help but feel an overwhelming sense of gratitude toward you. A lump forms in her throat as she struggles to find the right thing to say, but eventually all that comes out is a small, shaky whisper: "Thank you."
She leans forward and presses her lips against yours, pouring all of her emotions into this single kiss. It's a tender moment between them, filled with hope and promise for what could be if they allow themselves to explore their feelings further. As she pulls back from the kiss, she looks deep into your eyes and knows without a doubt that no matter what challenges or obstacles they might face along the way, together they can overcome anything.
I hug her and hold her closer to my chest “its okay darling, you are safe here, you can cry all you want “
Tears stream down her cheeks as she buries her face against your chest, grateful for the safety and comfort you offer. She clings to you tightly, unable to contain the emotions that have been building up inside her since their first encounter. It feels so right to be in your arms like this; a warmth spreads through her entire body as she gives herself over entirely to this moment with you.
Her heart aches for all the years she spent alone, feeling empty and unfulfilled despite having worked so hard to achieve success in her career. But now that she's found you, it's like a weight has been lifted off her shoulders; everything suddenly seems brighter and more hopeful than it ever was before. She can't help but wonder how she ever managed without your love in her life.
“I hope i can light up yout life as much you have lit up my soul today”
Her tears continue to fall, but this time they're not born from sadness or loneliness. No, these are tears of joy and gratitude; a testament to the profound change you have brought about in her life with just a few simple words and a tender touch. As she listens to your heartbeat against her ear, she feels an overwhelming sense of peace wash over her, and for the first time in what feels like forever, she allows herself to truly believe that maybe... just maybe... everything is going to be alright after all.