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  "Why me," I asked.

  "He brought his eyes up to mine and gazed into mine. "Because, Isabella. The moment I set my eyes on you, I knew you were special. I don't know if there is a way to describe it."

  "Do you do this with the other interns?" I asked with a disappointed look.

  "What? No!" Exclaimed Mr. Adams. "I never have done this with another intern, Izzy. I'm sorry. It's just that I have never met someone as beautiful as you, and your looks and personality just enchanted me. If you think it's best we'd stop, I am fine with that."

  I looked at Mr. Adams who now had an ashamed looked on his face. I felt bad for putting him in the position that he was. I knew it was wrong to want my father's boss, but my father's boss wasn't an ordinary man. He was one of the most powerful people in the world. Ah, fuck it! I went forward and captured his mouth with mine.

  "I want to be yours, Mr. Adams," I told him as I broke my lips free from his. He gazed back at me with a smirk and began to lower his hands from my waist to my ass. He gripped it as he looked back at my lips with hunger. I went forward and kissed him faster now, trying to get as many as I could before it was all over. I felt his squeeze my ass and moan with delight as he did so. As he moaned, I felt him rub his bulge on to me. I broke free from his kiss to look down and saw that his cock was attempting to break free of his pants.

  "Do you want me to help you with that," I asked with a higher pitched voice now. He nodded his head. I gestured Mr. Adams to sit down in his chair behind his desk. He complied and sat down in his seat. I knelt down and crawled to the space under his desk where his feet usually rested. I looked up at the powerful man that towered over me as I moved my hands up his thighs now. I continued to move my hands up as he closed his eyes and groaned with pleasure. Finally, I reached the expensive, good looking belt that he was wearing. I began to take off his belt as I licked my lips in anticipation. I wanted to taste his juicy cock that he hid from me and the rest of the world. I would be one of the only few to be with Justin Adams, the head CEO of Atlas Incorporations. I pulled his pants down now a bit after loosening him up. All that was left to hide his cock was the tight dark boxer briefs that he had under.

  "What would you like me to do, Sir," I asked him formally as I held his the top of his boxers.

  "I want you to suck on it, Isabella. Be the good intern that you are and suck on it," he told me as he moaned.

  "As you wish, Sir," I responded as I pulled down his boxer briefs to reveal the large cock that he had hidden underneath. His cock looked as powerful as he was. Without hesitation, I brought my mouth closer to his cock and applied my lips gently on his head. I kissed his cock that only aroused him that much more. He sat impatiently in his chair as he waited for me to wrap my mouth around his giant cock. And without teasing billionaire, Mr. Adams, anymore, I engulfed his cock. The result was a large moan from Mr. Adams. I put my hand at the base of his cock to hold it sturdy because it continued to twitch. As I held his cock, I moved my head up and down with the assistance of Mr. Adam's hand on the back of my head pushing me.

  "You really are the best intern ever, Isabella. You should continue wor-working for me," he said struggling to find the words because of where is mind was at.

  "I'll be glad to work under your supervision," I told him as I pulled his cock out of my mouth with a large popping noise. After speaking, I quickly put Mr. Adams cock back in my mouth without any delay. I didn't want to miss any chance of sucking every little bit of cum from this billionaire boss of mine. His pre-cum continued to overfill my mouth as his cock twitched with delight.

  Knock Knock

  Entering the room was the secretary that waited outside in the waiting room of Mr. Adam's office. "Hi, sir. I have heard your quarterly reports. By the way, you need to make sure to call the head of Apple back."

  I sat still under Mr. Adam's desk with his cock still in my hand and mouth, trying not to make a sound.

  "Sure thing, Jen. Just leave them outside, I'll come get them when I'm ready."

  "It's no problem, sir. Here," she said as he walked closer to the desk to hand them to Mr. Adams. Mr. Adams was at a loss for words as he was dealing with me at the moment.

  "Where is the new intern by the way? Steve's daughter?"

  "Oh, uh, she just went to the bathroom," replied Mr. Adams, now having more difficulty as I continued to enslave his cock with my mouth. I couldn't wait any longer. Slowly, I licked his cock up and down, tasting every little bit of cum that lingered.

  "Oh, really? I didn't see her leave to go to the bathroom?"

  "Well, I just let her use the private one of here."

  "Oh, I see. Sorry to bother you see. I'll let you get back to work." With that, Jen, the secretary for Mr. Adams, began to walk towards the door that she came in through.

  "Oh, and Jen," started Mr. Adams. Jen turned to look back at Mr. Adams who held a weird facial expression because of me. She gave a puzzling look.

  "Can you please lock the door, and not let anyone else come in until I tell you otherwise?" Continued Mr. Adams.

  "Sure thing, Mr. Adams." Jen left outside, and I heard the locking of the large doors that I came in previously with my Dad to meet his billionaire boss. Mr. Adams turned his attention to the situation under his desk.

  "That was a close one," laughed Mr. Adams.

  "Yeah, it really was," I laughed also as I pulled his cock from my mouth.

  "Here, get up really quick," he told me as he began to pull me from under the desk. He pulled me to the window that was so high above the ground and pushed me against it. My breasts widened as they were being pushed against my chest from the window. Mr. Adams began to unzip my skirt, quickly revealing the ass that he so wanted. I felt his eyes stare at my ass for a good few moments before he made any sudden movements. And before he could wait any longer, he grabbed my panties and pulled them aside in order to put his sword in my sheathe. He eased his cock on the outside of my cavern, waiting to explore which he was so eager to explore. He stood there for a good few seconds, before instantly putting his cock into my pussy, giving no fair warning which only made me let out a large moan. He continued to push me against the large window as he pounded me from behind. He didn't give me one break. He continued at a fast pace and didn't let up. It was almost as if he had been holding this in for years. Heat rushed to my cavern as his twitching cock continued to pound me and pre-cum began to overfill my pussy just as it did with my mouth. I licked my lips to remember the taste of his cum that now felt amazing in my pussy.

  He now began to slow down a bit and brought his nose close to my hair in order to smell me.

  "I love you scent, Izzy," he whispered to me as he put his hands over mine that gripped the flat window.

  "Give it to me, Mr. Adams. I want you to pound me and cum inside of me, Sir," I responded with a tired voice.

  Mr. Adams began to go faster than before, doing as I wished. I let out little bursts of screams as he continued to stick his long sword into me. I absorbed his sword which only made me and him more aroused. I clenched as he continued to bury his cock inside of me. I felt his rough hands on mine as he kept me in place in order to use me. I continued to get wet, and his pre-cum continued to overfill my cavern. I can't wait much longer. I'm going to be climaxing very soon.

  "I'm cumming," Mr. Adams said with half a breath after a few minutes of intense pounding.

  "Don't pull out, Sir. Please, give it to me. Let me continue feeling you inside of me," I told him as he didn't let up. The billionaire boss that I always dreamt about at night was now going to give me his seed. My Dad's boss. This powerful man who lay in his tower all the way at the top was now going to claim me to be his. I felt his cock twitch now more than usual. I knew what was coming. And I loved it. I was beginning to climax as he released his wonderful juices inside of me. A large heat rushed inside of me, and a large part of it was from Mr. Adams. I clenched which only made him that much more aroused. He brought his face closer to my back as he began to let pump af
ter pump into me. I moaned with delight which only made him pump more and cum inside of me at a faster speed. He began to overfill my cavern. It was a pleasure that nothing would ever compare to. I gripped his cock as it let out it's last few pumps inside of me.

  "Th-that was amazing, Isabella," he told me, exhaling as he slowly pulled out his cock with some cum that was attached to it. I moaned with delight as he pulled himself out.

  "It really was amazing, Mr. Adams. I am really glad that I took this internship with my Dad."

  "Me too," he said laughing.

  I began to put my panties back into place and my skirt on that Mr. Adams took off. At the same time, Mr. Adams began to put on his pants that he took off to claim me.

  "You know, you could be working full time with me instead of your father," said Mr. Adams. My eyes went bug-eyed as he said that.

  "I would love to!" I exclaimed. Now, I would be able to be with my new billionaire boss much more often than before. My friends won't believe this.

  "Well, I better go see what my Dad is doing. I'll make sure to come back tomorrow to learn more," I told him with a smirk.

  "And I'll make sure to teach you more," he replied with the same sly smile.

  Used by the Boss

  Chapter 1: Temporary Satisfaction

  The sensation was overpowering. My mind wandered to the image of my father's billionaire boss, Lucas Jackson. Mr. Jackson was not only successful in money and power, but he was also successful in being one of the most attractive men to live. No man could compare to the fit body and charming grin that this man had.

  I held the picture that my father had of Mr. Jackson in one hand as I used my other to rub my pearl in my bed. My father was close friends with Mr. Jackson and his wife. This picture was of Mr. Jackson with his wife on the beach, but most often I forgot that Mr. Jackson's wife was even present in the photo. My eyes were glued onto the broad shoulders, large chiseled dark chest, defined abs, and his charming grin that connected them all together so perfectly.

  I gripped the picture frame firmly in my hand as I clenched from the sensation of rubbing my clit. I imagined Mr. Jackson being right here next to me, in my pink bed. He would remove my hand from doing all the work on my clit, and begin to use his large coarse hand as he applied his lips onto mine. He devoted his tongue to my mouth as he continued to arouse me with his rough but gentle fingers. I felt my hand go up his thigh now to where the bulge was hidden from his pants. While he aroused me with his fingers, I aroused him with mine. I began to work at the zipper and button of his dress pants as he continued to devote every second and inch of his body to me. Finally, after pulling down the zipper, I reached my fingers into his boxer briefs that were hiding the wonderful cock that I had been waiting years for. The cock that I wanted to taste in my mouth with its wonderful pre-cum. Reaching further into his pants, I felt something soft and hard twitch on the tip of my fingers. It was the glorious cock that I had waited to feel. I wrapped my hand around the firm cock of billionaire Mr. Jackson. The powerful man who ruled the world was in my hands now. Out of everyone in the world, he chose me, and now I had his cock in my hand. I brought out his wonderful black cock, and it was better than I had ever imagined. It was larger and thicker. My hand seemed to have trouble gripping it fully as I stroked it up and down. I looked up to Mr. Jackson who was now closing his eyes from the arousal that my hand played. Without him noticing, I lowered my head down to put his wonderful black cock into my mouth. I always dreamed of being with a black man, and the idea of being with black billionaire Mr. Jackson, my dad's boss, turned me on like no other. Half of it was his touch, and the other half was the idea of being with him that got me so wet.

  Mr. Jackson moaned louder as I engulfed his black cock with my mouth. But, even though I didn't let up with him, he didn't stop pleasuring me either. He continued to reach over to connect his fingers to my clit.

  "Keep sucking it, Chloe," Mr. Jackson said to me. "Yeah, my wife hasn't treated this me well in years," he said as he used his other hand to push my head down onto his cock. Mr. Jackson couldn't get enough my me or my mouth. I clenched harder as I quaked in his presence. The taste of Mr. Jackson's pre-cum was exquisite. It was a taste that caused me melt. Mr. Jackson didn't let up and I was getting to close to climaxing, as was Mr. Jackson.

  "I'm cumming, Chloe!" He exclaimed. I responded by gripping my mouth on the head of his cock and stroking his shaft as fast as I could, trying to milk it out of him. His moans enticed me and only led me to clench as he rubbed my clit faster than he ever did before. And all at once, Mr. Jackson blew his load into my mouth while groaning from becoming light headed. And is he let his juices flow out into my mouth, I began to quake and climax. Our bodies stayed close together, trying to use each other as much as possible for the best feeling.

  I continued to grip the photo of Mr. Jackson firmly as my eyes were now closed to be in my dream. Once I was done, I let out a large sigh of relief since I was able to satisfy my urges of being with Mr. Jackson just for a little bit longer. I opened my eyes slightly and began to feel dizzy as I was now light headed. I eased my hand as I put the picture face down on my bed. I have to go put his photo back before dad even realizes that it's missing.

  I wish I didn't always have to resort to this every night, but I wouldn't be able to be with Mr. Jackson for many reasons. For one, he had a wife, another was he was my dad's boss, and another was the question of why he would choose me over any other girl in the world.

  I began to clean up and put my shorts back on when I heard footsteps at my bedroom door.

  "Chloe?" My dad questioned as he knocked on the door.

  "Don't come on in!" I yelled before he could enter. "I'm getting changed."

  "Alright, Chloe, just come to the kitchen when you're done so I can talk to you about something."

  I wonder what he wanted to talk about it now. I hope it's not about how I'm doing in my freshman year of college right now because honestly it's not looking too good. "Alright, Dad, I'll be there in a few minutes." I rushed to clean up the mess that I had just made and to put on my clothes. After finally finishing, I stepped to the bedroom door and held the handle. I looked back to take a good look around the room to make sure that everything was in the right place. Suddenly, I noticed that the picture of Mr. Jackson was still on my bed. I rushed to grab the picture frame and tried to hide it along the side of my body beside my arm. Opening the bedroom door, I was greeted to a father with a concerned look on his face.

  "H-hey Dad," I stuttered as I kept the photo close to my body so that he wouldn't notice.

  "Hey, Chloe. I need to ask you for a favor," my father began. As he spoke, I kept the door shut slightly and put my arm in with the picture frame and threw it onto my bed with perfect aim.

  "I need you to go see Mr. Jackson," he told me with a stern look as I shut my bedroom door, hands-free of Mr. Jackson.

  "Wait, what?" I asked now confused about why he wanted me to go see Mr. Jackson.

  "I need you to deliver these papers to my boss, Mr. Jackson," he said again with a more annoyed look because he had to repeat himself. He handed over a bunch of papers to me that were organized and stapled neatly. "Take these, and give them to Mr. Jackson, now. It's urgent that he gets it now. I can't go because I have some other work to tend to. So, do you mind if you do me this one favor tonight?"

  I stared at the papers that my dad had given and thought back to five minutes ago. These papers were my way to see Mr. Jackson. I began to blush as I worried that he somehow might know that I just pleasured myself to the idea of him.

  "Is everything okay?" Asked my father now with a worried look.

  "Uh, y-yeah!" I stuttered. "I'll go take them right now, Dad."

  "Thank you sweety. Make sure you treat Mr. Jackson well. He is my boss," he told me with a stern look again.

  "Sure, thing Dad. I won't do anything to mess up your situation with your boss."

  I held the papers in one hand and walked to the door to
put on my shoes and coat to go see my dad's sexy boss.

  "Drive safely," my Dad warned me as I opened the front door.

  "I will, Dad. Have a good night," I replied with half a smile.

  "You too, dear."

  Chapter 2: Alone with Mr. Jackson

  I pulled onto the street that Mr. Jackson lived, and this was nothing that I had ever seen before. I had never been to Mr. Jackson's house, but it was one of those houses that were very secluded because of all the property the owner owned. Mr. Jackson, of course, had one of the largest mansions in the world. The entire street pretty much belonged to Mr. Jackson, and as I drove down it, I saw the tall pearly gates that awaited me. I pulled up to the front of the gates, not sure what to do because there was no visible way of making an entrance. But, as I pulled in front of the gates, only a few moments later did they miraculously open. Sitting there in awe, I decided to enter Mr. Jackson's house. I drove along the driveway that seemed to extend for miles, and all of it belonged to Mr. Jackson. It stood on top of a large hill that could overlook the beautiful city nearby. After driving for what felt like minutes on Mr. Jackson's driveway, I finally arrived at a large area in front of a large house. In the large area in front of the large house was a glorious fountain with some of the most exotic and colorful fish that I had ever seen. I glowed bluer than anything I had ever seen at night. I parked the car about 10 feet away from the attraction, and after finally stepping out, I could only stare in awe. The way it lit up the entire entrance to the house, the way it guided visitors to go around it when leaving, the way it flowed so elegantly. It almost felt as if it was something that would await me when I entered the pearly gates of heaven.

  "Beautiful sight, isn't it?" I heard someone ask with a deep voice. I turned around from the fountain towards the entrance to the house which almost looked as if it were the white house. Standing at the entrance of the door, and stepping towards me now, was a very familiar man.