Extra R18 TIS 297. 22 Wild Dom Play: Perverted Drunk Boss (4)

Extra R18 TIS 297. 22 Wild Dom Play: Perverted Drunk Boss (4)

Yuffy's worried expression caught my attention as she approached me. Her brows furrowed with concern.

"Boss, why did you call me?" Yuffy asked, her voice tinged with both curiosity and concern.

I grinned, immersing myself in the role of a tipsy boss, and gestured toward the office chairs nearby. "Come, have a seat, Yuffy," I slurred playfully, my words laced with exaggerated drama.

She hesitated for a moment, unsure of how to respond to my altered state. But she obliged, taking a seat next to me, her eyes never leaving my face.

"Why are you drunk, boss?" she inquired with a mixture of apprehension and amusement.

I chuckled, leaning back in my chair and running a hand through my disheveled hair. "Oh, you know how it is," I replied with mock seriousness. "Long day at the office, and I needed to unwind a bit."

Yuffy's worry seemed to deepen, and she leaned in closer, her voice softening. "Boss, it's not like you to drown your sorrows in alcohol. Is everything alright?"

I waved a dismissive hand. "Of course, everything is fine. I just wanted to let loose for a bit, that's all." My voice was slurred, and I had to focus on enunciating each word correctly. "But enough about me, Yuffy. How are you doing? Are you coming here for me?" I asked.

Yuffy sighed, frowning. "No, it's you who called me here, remember?"

I nodded in understanding, my mind still reeling from the effects of the alcohol. "Really? Why I don't remember it?"

Yuffy's expression softened as she looked at me, concern etched on her face. "Boss, I think you've had too much to drink. Maybe you should rest for a bit."

I shook my head, determined to push through the haze of intoxication. "No, no, I'm fine. I just need a moment to clear my head." I took a deep breath, trying to steady myself. "So, Yuffy, since you are here, would you mind accompanying me for a drink?"

Yuffy's eyes widened in surprise. "You want to drink more, boss?" she asked incredulously, her tone laced with concern. "I think you've had enough for one night."

But I was undeterred, my mind set on continuing my inebriated adventure. "Come on, Yuffy, it's Friday night. We can have a little fun, can't we?" I said, attempting to cajole her.

Yuffy hesitated for a moment, a look of uncertainty flickering across her face. "I'm sorry, boss. I can't."

I pouted comically, my words slurring. "Aw, come on, Yuffy. Don't be a buzzkill. Just one more drink. I promise it'll be worth it."

Yuffy looked at me, her expression softening. "Boss, you're not yourself right now. I don't think it's a good idea for us to continue drinking. Let me take you home, okay?"

I sighed. "Alright, fine. You win, Yuffy. Let's go home." I stood up, feeling a wave of dizziness wash over me. Yuffy steadied me, but when she touched me, I pulled her into my embrace.

"Gotcha!" I grinned wickedly.

"Oh, gosh. Let me go, boss," Yuffy shocked, wriggling to free herself from my embrace.

"No." I held her tight, enjoying her softness against my body. I leaned in closer, nuzzling my face in her neck, inhaling her sweet scent.

"Boss! Let me go, I can't breathe," she begged.

"No... I love you, Yuffy. Accompany me tonight..." I murmured softly, pressing a kiss to her neck. She gasped, still struggling to free herself from my arms. "Please, don't reject me..." I whispered, planting another kiss on her neck, this time more lingering. She groaned, her struggle intensifying as she wriggled in my arms. But it was futile.

"Let me go, boss!"

"No..."

"Please..."

I felt myself growing hard at her protests, and I reached a hand up to her breasts. She gasped in shock as I fondled one, then the other. I gently squeezed them through the fabric, my fingers sliding over the silky material of her bra.

"Boss!" she cried, pushing against my chest with both hands.

"I can't," I groaned, my lips brushing against the skin of her neck. "You feel so good..."

"Boss, you're drunk," she panted.

"I know," I replied. "That's why I can't control myself around you. I will make you mine tonight." I held her tighter against me, my lips never leaving her neck. She shuddered as I sucked the skin there, her hands pressing against my chest in protest.

"Please..." she begged. "Let's just go home."

But I ignored her words. Instead, my hands roamed over her body, exploring every inch of her. Her firm, shapely buttocks. Her smooth legs. The swell of her hips. And the soft skin of her thighs.

"Boss, we can't do this... it's wrong..." she murmured, but she did not pull away. Instead, her body seemed to melt against mine, her arms wrapping around my neck to pull me closer.

I groaned in pleasure, pulling her into a passionate kiss. She returned it eagerly, her lips parting to allow my tongue inside. I explored her mouth with my tongue, enjoying the feel of her smooth tongue sliding against mine. I broke the kiss, then took her earlobe in my mouth, sucking on it gently.

Then, I slid one hand down her body, caressing her stomach and cupping one of her breasts through the fabric of her shirt. She sighed softly, her hips grinding against mine as I pinched her nipple. My cock throbbed painfully in my pants, begging to be set free.

She gasped as my fingers slid over her nipple, teasing the sensitive nub. Her body was warm and soft, her flesh firm and supple under my touch.

"No, boss," she moaned, her words little more than a whisper.

I cupped one of her breasts in my hand, squeezing gently. "Yes, Yuffy..." I whispered into her ear. "Let me fuck you."

She whimpered, pulling away from me. "But we can't..."

"We can," I replied, pulling her back against me. "Let's do it here and fuck all night."

"But it's your office," she protested weakly.

I laughed. "You're right. That makes it even better." I grabbed her hips, then spun her around, and bent her over the desk. She gasped, her ass pushing out into the air as she tried to stand upright. I pressed a kiss against the exposed flesh, running my hands up and down the smooth skin.