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<title><![CDATA[The Review]]></title>
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<category>Straight:Bosses</category>
<pubDate>Thu, 03 Dec 2009 11:28:41 -0500</pubDate>
<description><![CDATA[Copyright &copy; 2010 Lusty Library<br/><br/>Back in the early eighties just before I joined up with my friend Rich in his telephone services company, I had an office job at a local securities firm. It was a relatively menial job, getting files and miscellaneous paper work but it did put some spending cash in my pocket. That was the main priority at the time. Come to think of it, some things haven't changed. What was a change for me at the time was having to actually get dressed up for a job. Dress shirt with collar, dress pants, tie, the whole nine. That was certainly a change. Prior to that, my idea of dressed up was a clean T-shirt. Another big change for me was having a female boss. Oh yes, that was a change.Helene Cohen was an older woman. An attractive older woman I might add. She was always impeccably dressed, the way you would expect of a successful woman in a managerial position. One look and you could tell this woman was never inside the local Kmart. Her hair was always impeccable. Her nails and makeup always perfect. That would be the word, perfect. She was full figured in a way middle-aged woman often are. A very good way I might add. Those impeccably tailored business suits never wrinkled because her full hips strained against the fabric as she walked. If I close my eyes, I can still recall that sway as she moved. The kind of movement that made a young man's mind ...<br/><br/><a href="http://www.lustylibrary.com/Stories/Straight/Bosses/The-Review_10687">Get The Full Story At Lusty Library</a>]]></description>
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<title><![CDATA[Discretion is the name of the game]]></title>
<link>http://www.lustylibrary.com/Stories/Straight/Bosses/Discretion-is-the-name-of-the-game_10608</link>
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<pubDate>Fri, 06 Nov 2009 17:38:41 -0500</pubDate>
<description><![CDATA[Copyright &copy; 2010 Lusty Library<br/><br/>I was promoted suddenly. I did not even plan for myself to be the team leader. In this large formal British office, it was unusual for a Pakistani man like myself to be promoted so quickly. I still remember the day it happened. The regional manager had asked the former team leader to complete a report, instead, the ex team leader spent his time devising a new mousetrap for his own private use. When the regional manager confronted him asking, "You were supposed to make me a report, instead I find out that you have been designing a new mouse trap. I do not understand?" The ex team leader then tried to explain his new mousetrap invention. "No," shouted the regional manager, "I mean I do not understand why you have not completed the report. I give up on you. You are fired." Within a few hours I was asked to replace him and I was the new team leader. Luckily I picked up the job smoothly enough. Well smoothly enough that I did not have to see the regional manager, until some months later, when he came with an odd request. "Hello Imran," said the regional manager"Hello, I wish you told me you were coming, I would have prepared something for you," I said trying to hide my anxiety."That is not required," said the regional manager, "but it's quick thinking like that I have come to see you. We have a new possible business acquisition. It's very hush-hush. We do ...<br/><br/><a href="http://www.lustylibrary.com/Stories/Straight/Bosses/Discretion-is-the-name-of-the-game_10608">Get The Full Story At Lusty Library</a>]]></description>
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<title><![CDATA[Office Affair]]></title>
<link>http://www.lustylibrary.com/Stories/Straight/Bosses/Office-Affair_9896</link>
<category>Straight:Bosses</category>
<pubDate>Mon, 10 Aug 2009 14:43:32 -0400</pubDate>
<description><![CDATA[Copyright &copy; 2010 Lusty Library<br/><br/>Carol was very excited. Today was the day. What she has been wishing and planning for many years was going to happen today. She was going to seduce her boss! She stood in front of the mirror admiring her naked body. Her hands went up under her firm, high-placed boobs. The smooth cones of the boobs shivered slightly as she squeezed them. She moaned as her fingers traced over the off-white, bumpy surface surrounding the hard, throbbing, mushroom-like nipples.  The body she saw on the mirror was gorgeous. Not bad for her age. Every line was smooth, firm, trim and just right. After all, she was only thirty. She shouldn&rsquo;t be getting fat and sloppy. It was a great body and she admired it even more in the mirror. Her fingers left the tip of her boobs to slide down her sides. She shivered in delight as her fingers touched and poked the sensitive parts of her body. Her fingers worked down into the curly mound between her slender thighs. &ldquo;Mmm,&rdquo; Carol moaned as her fingers dipped between her pussy lips.  She stroked slowly at first; then built up the speed until the friction sent thrills of heat all the way up and into her pussy. She should stop it because she was going to have the real stuff. She didn&rsquo;t have to do it herself any more; someone else would be able to give her the thrill of her life. If everything worked out according to her plans, ...<br/><br/><a href="http://www.lustylibrary.com/Stories/Straight/Bosses/Office-Affair_9896">Get The Full Story At Lusty Library</a>]]></description>
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<title><![CDATA[Early Morning]]></title>
<link>http://www.lustylibrary.com/Stories/Straight/Bosses/Early-Morning_10087</link>
<category>Straight:Bosses</category>
<pubDate>Fri, 24 Jul 2009 17:14:52 -0400</pubDate>
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It was six in the morning and I had been awake for the best part of two hours now, well maybe not the best part, rather the worst part. <br />
My boss had called me in early to help with a creature problem down in the cells, it had been pretty easy and I'm sure that with muscles like his he could have dealt with it himself. So now I was sat at my desk writing administration. I sighed as I typed up the last sentence andclicked the send button, finally I can leave now. I looked up at my boss's office. He had been watching me through the giant glass window; I could feel his wandering eye now looking me up and down like an animal. I looked at him as well: perfect brown hair, a brilliantly toned body, kissable lips and eyes that were currently giving me the kind of look that could set off sirens. <br />
"Ella, my office now," he ordered and then walked over to his desk, sitting down on the table.I could almost feel his pearly grin. I stood up and logged off the computer. Ella Connor logging off. I turned and stepped into his office,<br />
"You wanted something Jamie?" I never called him Sir. None of us did, it had never even occurred to me - until now.<br />
"Ella, I'm glad to see that you came." He stood up, his eyes never leaving mine in a lustful ...<br/><br/><a href="http://www.lustylibrary.com/Stories/Straight/Bosses/Early-Morning_10087">Get The Full Story At Lusty Library</a>]]></description>
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<title><![CDATA[Boss Over For Dinner]]></title>
<link>http://www.lustylibrary.com/Stories/Straight/Bosses/Boss-Over-For-Dinner_10038</link>
<category>Straight:Bosses</category>
<pubDate>Fri, 24 Jul 2009 11:45:44 -0400</pubDate>
<description><![CDATA[Copyright &copy; 2010 Lusty Library<br/><br/>Mrs. Wildman looked over her table in satisfaction.  Dinner would go very well tonight.  Her husband&rsquo;s boss, Mr. Wilder, couldn&rsquo;t help but be impressed, she decided.  She&rsquo;d labored over the menu to come up with the perfect balance of flavor and textures.  She&rsquo;d chosen a very nice wine for each course.  She even had a fine coffee chosen to go with dessert.  The house was spotless and the table exquisitely set with her finest china.  She had on the perfect dress to show elegance without being too ostentatious.  In this modern age of the 1950s one just couldn&rsquo;t be too careful.This wasn&rsquo;t the first time they were having guests, but Mr. Wilder was potentially one of the most important.  Her husband was up for a promotion and Mr. Wilder held the final decision.  Her husband had stressed to her that it was her job tonight to show his boss that he was the most worthy of the position not only because of his work, but because of how well he lived.  He wanted to show his boss that his wife was as capable as he and supported all his efforts.When the men arrived, she welcomed them graciously.  After giving a chaste kiss to her husband, she shook Mr. Wilder&rsquo;s hand and invited them into the sitting room for hors d&rsquo;oeuvres.  Mr. Wilder turned out to be a very good-looking gentleman.  He was as tall as her husband ...<br/><br/><a href="http://www.lustylibrary.com/Stories/Straight/Bosses/Boss-Over-For-Dinner_10038">Get The Full Story At Lusty Library</a>]]></description>
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<title><![CDATA[The Boss' Special Project]]></title>
<link>http://www.lustylibrary.com/Stories/Straight/Bosses/The-Boss-Special-Project_10037</link>
<category>Straight:Bosses</category>
<pubDate>Thu, 23 Jul 2009 17:03:41 -0400</pubDate>
<description><![CDATA[Copyright &copy; 2010 Lusty Library<br/><br/>Miss Hunter entered the ornate office, pen and pad in hand, ready for whatever the boss may ask.  Mr. Wildman had been distracted all day.  Perhaps he finally had a topic for her to research or a letter to dictate.  The office never ceased to impress her.  The décor all but shouted its masculinity.  The walls were lined in dark cherry wood shelves, filled with books covering every topic under the sun.  The wall-to-wall carpeting was thick and plush.  On one side of the spacious room was an arrangement of a leather couch and heavy chairs.  The coffee table that completed the set had a glass top that displayed actual game baseballs and collectible baseball cards within the felt lined interior.  An antique world globe stood to one side of the room and a small tree was in its planter by one of the windows.  She noticed that the entire row of windows were open, the early evening breeze blowing the curtains about, giving a feeling that any passerby could see the interior of the room.  A slight chill caressed her back and she turned to face Mr. Wildman, sitting in his great chair behind the massive mahogany desk.  The top of the desk was mostly clear, only a computer to one side and the ink blotter in front of him to break up the wide space.  Extra chairs stood by the walls on either side of the ...<br/><br/><a href="http://www.lustylibrary.com/Stories/Straight/Bosses/The-Boss-Special-Project_10037">Get The Full Story At Lusty Library</a>]]></description>
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<title><![CDATA[The Second Interview]]></title>
<link>http://www.lustylibrary.com/Stories/Straight/Bosses/The-Second-Interview_10033</link>
<category>Straight:Bosses</category>
<pubDate>Tue, 14 Jul 2009 14:55:23 -0400</pubDate>
<description><![CDATA[Copyright &copy; 2010 Lusty Library<br/><br/>After looking me in my eyes and walking away, Mr. Tailey walked around his desk to sit in his chair and he reached for the phone. I sat motionless on the desk, with my legs gapped wide open, my brown, wet, and dripping pussy slightly hidden behind the lacy opening on my crotchless panties."Jim, we're ready for you."There was a series of three knocks on the door and the turn of the knob, and in walked this well-groomed white man. He was tall, slim, had a haircut that made me think he probably used to be in the military at some point in his life. His slim face with the defined cheeks had the stern look of a drill instructor. He walked towards me and took a look at me as if he were giving me a full-bodied inspection. He then motioned for Mr. Tailey to come over to where we were. While Mr. Tailey was making his way around to us, Jim took his right index finger and ran it from the back of my neck all the way around to the front. He then took his left finger and did the same thing. I could feel my pulse and my breathing begin to pick up again. But, it was best for me to keep calm and not do anything to keep me from getting this position. I was determined to do what I had to do to get this job. Jim cupped my cheeks [on my face] and began ...<br/><br/><a href="http://www.lustylibrary.com/Stories/Straight/Bosses/The-Second-Interview_10033">Get The Full Story At Lusty Library</a>]]></description>
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<title><![CDATA[More Than My Boss]]></title>
<link>http://www.lustylibrary.com/Stories/Straight/Bosses/More-Than-My-Boss_9873</link>
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<pubDate>Wed, 10 Jun 2009 16:14:48 -0400</pubDate>
<description><![CDATA[Copyright &copy; 2010 Lusty Library<br/><br/><br />
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&ldquo;You&rsquo;re late.&rdquo;<br />
Oh great here comes the lecture. &ldquo;Only six minutes late Safia, I got caught in traffic,&rdquo; I said while hurrying to clock in for the afternoon shift. I could already sense her peering under her thin framed glasses just thinking of what to say next.<br />
&ldquo;Again, so it seems. You know, some day you&rsquo;ll need to understand how important punctuality is,&rdquo; she said with her condescending tone while holding that annoying clipboard that houses her agenda and notes for the day. She likes carrying that everywhere she goes in the store.<br />
&ldquo;Looks like it&rsquo;s just you and me tonight huh? I said sighing making sure she heard me.<br />
&ldquo;Yup, and we just got a new shipment in today; I&rsquo;ll be working on the inventory in the back if you need me.&rdquo;<br />
&ldquo;Great, so I won&rsquo;t see you for the rest of the shift.&rdquo;<br />
&ldquo;If you&rsquo;re good, maybe. Either way you have plenty to do in the mean time.&rdquo;<br />
In other words she&rsquo;d be hanging out back while I worked tonight. Inventory was always her way of escaping the front of the store and dealing with guests. She usually did that when she was not in the best of moods. I could tell by how she was dressed that even more was on her mind. She dressed skimpier when she wanted attention or when she wanted to be a distraction. <br />
It&rsquo;s been two months since she came to work here at the ...<br/><br/><a href="http://www.lustylibrary.com/Stories/Straight/Bosses/More-Than-My-Boss_9873">Get The Full Story At Lusty Library</a>]]></description>
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<title><![CDATA[A dream or not?]]></title>
<link>http://www.lustylibrary.com/Stories/Straight/Bosses/A-dream-or-not_9702</link>
<category>Straight:Bosses</category>
<pubDate>Wed, 29 Apr 2009 17:05:08 -0400</pubDate>
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Soon after clocking in Jenny sat by Rachel and told her about the events of her weekend with her (at the moment) Mr. Right. Jenny blew through men like underwear &ndash; each very handsome and always loaded. But never commitment material. <br />
&ldquo;So how was your weekend Rach?&rdquo; asked Jenny as she leaned over the desk.<br />
&ldquo;Oh I supposed it was ok,&rdquo; Rachel replied.<br />
&ldquo;Oh come on girl, did ya get any?&rdquo; <br />
Rachel&rsquo;s face turned red as it always did; being asked questions about her sex life embarrassed her.<br />
&ldquo;No, if you need to know, I didn&rsquo;t,&rdquo; she replied, hesitating at first.<br />
Jenny smiled and put her chin on Rachel&rsquo;s desk divider. <br />
&ldquo;Oh girl, don&rsquo;t be so bashful, if you want a guy you got to go get him,&rdquo; Jenny smirked.<br />
Rachel stared at her with her mouth open, as if she was shocked.<br />
&ldquo;You know I&rsquo;m not that type of girl!&rdquo; she said with a firm voice.<br />
Jenny stood up and began to walk away, but soon turned around and shouted, &ldquo;You wont get aid that way girl.&rdquo; <br />
Rachel tossed a book at her and went back to her monitor. <br />
Later in the day at lunch Rachel did the usual salad for lunch and went to the table to sit. Jenny soon arrived with her slice of pizza and 8 once Starbucks coffee. <br />
&ldquo;So how&rsquo;s the day going so far girl?&rdquo; Jenny asked, peering at Rachel.<br />
&ldquo;Well if ...<br/><br/><a href="http://www.lustylibrary.com/Stories/Straight/Bosses/A-dream-or-not_9702">Get The Full Story At Lusty Library</a>]]></description>
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<title><![CDATA[A cash flow problem]]></title>
<link>http://www.lustylibrary.com/Stories/Straight/Bosses/A-cash-flow-problem_9661</link>
<category>Straight:Bosses</category>
<pubDate>Fri, 17 Apr 2009 10:05:52 -0400</pubDate>
<description><![CDATA[Copyright &copy; 2010 Lusty Library<br/><br/>I had been working for the company for a few weeks now. I had worked hard to get this job, the pay was great and it was helping me catch up with the bills. I was recently divorced and times had been hard. My colleagues were all really friendly and there were even a couple of guys that looked quite interesting, one of them being my manager, Peter Brown. Sex these past few months had been virtually non-existent. But that was just my secret fantasy and I kept it to myself. This job would make my life so much better.I never really had much to do with the manager. He tended just to leave the staff alone to get on with things.  None of us knew much about him except that he was married. We had never seen his wife. Then suddenly out of the blue, he rang the phone on my desk. He asked me to go and see him. It was the first time that he had ever spoken to me since the interview. I knocked on the door and went in. The office had a long leather couch at one end and there was a desk at the other, which he was sitting behind, and a chair in front of his desk. He told me to sit on the chair. He stared at me for a minute, making me feel a little bit uncomfortable. I felt myself getting a bit flushed. I did think to myself that ...<br/><br/><a href="http://www.lustylibrary.com/Stories/Straight/Bosses/A-cash-flow-problem_9661">Get The Full Story At Lusty Library</a>]]></description>
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