Boss's Whore
Copyright© 2021 by DDMarshall
Chapter 3
Erotica Sex Story: Chapter 3 - Gail had no illusions about what her boss expected when he hired her. The salary and benefits exceed her worth as a high school dropout. Gail provided the noontime services her boss demanded and entertained him at her apartment in the evening. Gail was content to be able to provide a better standard of living than she ever expected for herself and her boys. That was until her boss demanded more from her and her boys. Along with her boss's new demands, Gail made demands of her own.
Caution: This Erotica Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa mt/Fa Coercion Reluctant Incest Mother Son Masturbation Oral Sex
It was a Wednesday afternoon and Gail was making fresh coffee when someone she had not seen around the office came over and leaned against the counter and crossed his arms. “Your Mr. Whitman’s admin assistant?” he asked.
Gail looked up at him. He was rather tall and very handsome in her opinion, “More like a file clerk and go-fer.” She answered.
“You don’t know who I am, do you? It’s been a long time but I remember you, Gail Peters.”
Gail’s defenses immediately went up when approached by anyone else in the office besides her boss, “So who the hell are you?”
“Ralph O’Brien the skinny geek. Tenth grade. I was in love with you and you completely ignored me. Really pissed me off.”
The way he was smiling put Gail at ease. She had a feeling he was not here to be mean or judgmental of her place in the office, “You’re Ralph. Skinny Ralph O’Brien?”
“Yeah, I put on a few pounds.”
“You sure did. My god, look at you, Ralph.” Gail thought she could get away with teasing him a bit, “If I knew back then you were going to look this good I might have taken more notice.” Then out of curiosity asked, “What are you doing here?”
Ralph chuckled as he poured himself a cup of coffee, “Tax audit.”
“Oh, I wouldn’t know anything about that. I just sit at my desk doing my nails most of the day. I never get invited to meetings.”
“I heard some rumors about you and was wondering if they are true?”
Gail was well aware of her reputation around the office. She was disappointed but not surprised by the question, “I guess that depends on what you heard.”
“I heard you provide some very specialized lunchtime services for the old goat.”
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