Julie Covington Mcgill
Copyright© 2025 by Mitchie
Chapter 17
Erotica Sex Story: Chapter 17 - A young college graduate meets the head of a large accounting firm. Things develop quickly to alter the course of her life as she becomes embroiled in sexual encounters she never could have imagined! There's plenty of fact vs. fiction as the author, in her early 20s when writing this, explained to her agent that she blurred the lines in this semi-autobiography! Hot? Yes, very hot! Sex with Julie? Yes. Her husband? Yes. Her dog? Yes! Talk about falling down the proverbial sexual rabbit hole!
Caution: This Erotica Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa Fa/Fa Consensual Lesbian Heterosexual Fiction True Story Workplace DomSub Anal Sex Analingus Bestiality Masturbation Oral Sex Sex Toys
As Michelle could feel the blood rushing to her chest and face, she could also feel her nipples hardening and her pussy dripping, while staring into the large pools of blue that were her boss’s eyes. While only a few seconds had passed, Michelle felt like they had been standing and staring at each other forever, and the longer it went on, the more threatened and uncomfortable she started to feel.
“Throw them off guard,” the words of John Lynch to his preteen daughter, echoed in the back of Michelle’s head. She was heading to middle school, and her young body had just started to develop, so her father wanted to prepare his diminutive daughter for dealing with boys. “If you ever feel threatened,” the sage words of wisdom from many years ago continued, “say or do something to throw them off guard. They won’t expect it, and it will confuse them long enough for you to regain control of the situation.”
Still locked in a death gaze with Julie, Michelle started replaying the events of the past several weeks in her head. While Julie was definitely the boss at work, the image of her on all fours, submitting to King in her living room, while her husband looked on and masturbated, painted a much different picture of the private life of Ms. Covington McGill. At that moment, she assessed that Julie was really a sexual submissive at heart, and Michelle knew what she had to do, understanding there was a significant chance that it might backfire on her.
After what seemed like an eternity, Julie took two steps toward Michelle, the loyal King following closely at her heel.
“STAY!”
Both Julie and King came to an immediate halt as the bellowed command echoed off the Italian marble tile of the kitchen floor and countertops. Michelle was startled by the loud command too until she realized that it had come out of her own mouth.
“You may be in charge at the office,” Michelle continued, walking confidently in her bra and panties toward Julie, “but as King has unmistakably chosen, there’s a new woman of the house here at 2359 Morningside Lane.”
Michelle was just making shit up as she went along, and was shocked at how much wetter she had become, since turning the tables on Julie, who was still standing obediently in that same spot, eyes cast to the floor. Michelle was proud of herself for properly assessing the situation, and silently thanked her father in the back of her mind, before deciding to go for broke.
“Isn’t that right, boy?” Michelle said to King while petting him on the head, then letting him eagerly lick her hand.
Michelle pushed her dog saliva covered fingers into Julie’s mouth, and let her suck on them, before slowly removing them and tracing down the exposed flesh of Jule’s cleavage. “Isn’t that right, BITCH?” Julie’s head snapped up, as the word ‘bitch’ stung her ears, and Michelle’s grip on her left nipple caused a tremor to run through the older woman’s body.