Be good for the boss
contains: amab!caitlyn, ceo!caitlyn, degrading, praise, smut, blowjob.
How bad could it be? You, a 23-year-old woman, work at a company. But no—not just any company, of course not. It’s the Kirammans company, led by none other than Caitlyn Kiramman.
It’s safe to say you’ve fallen in love with your boss. You’d never tell her—not in a million years would you risk that—would you?
This morning is the same as the day before and the other 168 days you’ve worked for her. Except today, you decide to leave a subtle hint, opening the top two buttons of your white blouse that matches your black, tight skirt. Suffice it to say, you look like any hot office siren.
You arrive at work and make tea for the Kiramman woman, as any good assistant would. Though only you have ever memorized exactly how she likes her tea.
Caitlyn quickly arrives at the office, pulling off her heavy black coat and swinging it over her chair. “Good morning,” she greets with a soft smile, trying really hard to keep her eyes where they should be—meeting yours.
“Good morning, Miss Kiramman. Sleep well?” You can’t help yourself. It’s not your fault that you want to find out a little more about her personal life, other than the fact that the posh woman is practically in love with tea. So British.
“Relatively, I was buried in reports.” A soft chuckle escapes her lips as your head tilts slightly. “How about resting once?” You can’t help but murmur.
She looks at you—you expect her to be mad, but she isn’t. Her gaze is still soft—almost solemn.
“I do sleep, maybe not enough, but I try.” Her gaze never leaves yours as you nod in acknowledgment. You do know she works her ass off daily, but she deserves a rest—maybe even something as simple as a drink at a bar.
“Why don’t I treat you after the shift?” You prepare for her usual 'That’s inappropriate, isn’t it? ' but—it never comes. Instead, “I suppose it couldn’t be too bad. To relax, just once,” rings through your ears.
Your smile spreads across your face, making your eyes almost squint. Caitlyn lets out a chuckle as she sees the happiness on your face.
She does feel the same, even if her face doesn’t show it. She has a trained poker face.
Throughout the day, you stick to Caitlyn’s side as always. Making her tea and serving it with her favorite biscuits (as she calls them). While bringing her the reports she asked for, you lean down over her desk, arching your back slightly and bending just enough for her to get a clear view of your cleavage, as she feels herself getting hard.
You notice her gaze, but you don’t speak on it. Instead, you smile at her and meet her ocean-blue eyes again.
"Anything else I can do for you, boss?” Your damn smirk. The problem with that smirk is that Caitlyn doesn’t want to punch it off—she wants to kiss it off.
"No, that’ll be fine. Just take a seat until I finish these papers. It won’t take long.” She gestures to the couch next to her desk. Her voice is soft—so polite and dripping sweet, like honey.
You nod approvingly and obey her, sitting down on the couch. Caitlyn smiles to herself at your obedience. “Good girl.” She smiles, not even realizing how her words affect you—because you blush and feel heat flowing through your body. Though you act fine, smiling at her, the blush is clearly visible.
You sit still, eyes tracking every single movement of your CEO. Her hands are smooth, slender and long. They work incredibly precise, as you watch you try not to let your mind wander off more about her hands— get that out of your head— but they'd probably feel so good— stop!
"Are you sure you dont need help-"
"Come here." Caitlyn interrupts as she is patting her lap, signaling for you to sit down.
You quietly obey— you always would.
You sit down on her lap and feel her member poking against your thighs. "Boss i-" Caitlyn is quick to shush you with a hand against your mouth, looking you in the eyes.
You feel yourself getting wet by her simple actions— already leaving a damp spot on your lacy underwear. You notice her gaze drifting away from your eyes but down to your cleavage. You take the oppurtunity to tease her, "Oh this is what all this is about?"
"As if you didnt do it on purpose." She nothing but groans, latching her lips onto your neck. "Admit it." Caitlyn growls against your neck, placing open mouthed kisses behind your ear, sucking every now and then.
"Y-Yeah i did..." You stammer, trying to hold back whimpers. You didnt want the whole office to hear now did you?
"Such a little slut huh? So desperate for this." You wouldnt admit it but her words turn you on— so much that its almost embarrassing.
You quickly move your hand up to your mouth to muffle a moan as you feel Caitlyn grinding up against you, her hands now gripping your waist.
"God you're so hot- fuck." Never have you ever heard your boss swear but how wouldnt she when she is rutting up against you like a dog.
You cant help yourself but moan as she continues to dry hump you and start to grind against her, matching the rythm. As you start to move Caitlyn lets out a low growl and suddenly you feel her kissing your chest, sucking and leaving hickies making you moan even louder.
"Need your mouth..." She whines— your boss whines for none other but you.
You climb off of her lap, sinking to your knees as you unbutton her pants. Dragging her pants down with her boxershorts, her member slapping against her clothed stomach.
You have to stop yourself from drooling at the sight, looking up at her through your thick lashes. "So big huh." You dont even state as a real question. She let her gaze fall onto you, mouth parting as you take her length into your hand, coating it with her own leaking pre-cum.
She lets out a low moan, her hand shooting up and holding herself by the forehead, this is the hottest sight you've ever seen.
You jerk her at a slow pace, slowly moving up and down until she really whines again, slowly parting your lips, looking up at her shamelessly. She moves her free hand ontop of your head, not to force you but to ground herself as you take in the tip. Its not long before you have her dick halfway into your mouth.
"All the way down for me, okay?" She pants out, and you obey. Taking her further in until you gag around her length, your nose touching her pubic bone. "Such pretty noises..." Caitlyn has found her liking in this and its too much for her own good as you start sucking her off at a rapid pace.
"Slow down- fuck i'll come fast if you keep going." She even warns you but you dont care, you continue until you feel her throb hard, seeing her muscles tense. You pull away until only her tip is in your mouth and move your hand to jerk her off rapidly, sucking her hard.
"Cum for me, boss." You say and so she does. Her cum painting your throat white, coming out in thick spurts and she moans. God she moans so unholy for the woman she usually is.
You keep on with your hand movement, slowly, helping her through her hard orgasm. Moving up again she looks at you, vulnerable but— she smiles.
"I wanted this for far too long." You admit looking her into the eyes as they bore into yours. "Me too." Her voice is almost a whisper but you know its true.
"I still want that date tho." Her smirk and the cocky attitude is back to its old ways and you cant help but chuckle. "I do too." You smile warmly and lean in for a kiss.
Notes: Heyaa hope this was fine guys but tysm for the support on my last two posts🙂↕️ I've gotten a request for jinx so i'll probably do that next but it'll be my first time writing anything for jinx so i'll just try my best, no promises!
