BOSS's tactics

"Boss, what happened?" "The door says: Restaurant Closed, No Business Effective Today!" He sighed.

"How could this happen? What about our owed wages?" "Who knows?! There was no warning at all, they just closed down like that, these bosses have no conscience!" "What do we do now?" "Our restaurant is only so big, we only have so many employees, who will stand up for us?! We'd be lucky if we could find a job right away..." "In that case, I think I should hurry up and look for a job!" "Okay! Go ahead."

"Boss, take care!" "Jane, take care too!" He hugged me and patted my back.

Without hesitation, I applied for the same job at another restaurant, but was turned away. It turned out someone had already gotten there before me.

I tried several other positions, but either they didn't meet the employer's requirements, or someone had already taken them, and one position was basically sales.

This was a wasted whole day. Dragging my exhausted body and mind back to my own space, I looked at the calendar and saw that the rent due date was fast approaching. If I didn't find a job soon, I would be kicked out by the landlord and end up homeless.

"God! Please help me..." I knelt on the ground and cried loudly.

"What's wrong?" Rose, who lived next door and was my 'lesbian'

partner, opened the door when she heard me crying. After hearing my story, she was also anxious and didn't know what to do.

"Why don't you talk to the landlord and see if you can get a little extension?"

She pulled me to knock on the landlady's door. After explaining the situation, the landlady completely ignored me. "...Losing a job is your problem. Anyway, if you can't pay the rent by the due date, you're out!" I tossed and turned all night, barely sleeping. After dawn, without much thought, I went to apply for any job I saw.

"Can you cook? How's your cooking?" In a fairly large company office, the secretary asked me, holding up the information I had filled out.

“Yes! I should say it’s quite good. I used to be the sous chef at a Western restaurant.”

“Wow?! That’s great. Wait here for a moment, I’ll get our boss to come and talk to you…” He took my documents and went out.

A little while later, the secretary came in. “Hmm… the boss has other important matters to attend to. He said that since you’ve worked in a Western restaurant, there’s no problem. Jane, are you willing to accept this job?” Without hesitation, I answered, “Please give me this opportunity to try!” “Then please sign, one-month probation period.”

He handed me a contract. The contract stated that I would live in the villa for a year. I learned that this big boss didn’t want the butler to be too familiar with things because the previous butler had stolen many valuables from him. After hesitating for a long time, I finally signed my name.

I said goodbye to Rose with reluctance, hugged and kissed her for a long time. She said she would wait for me; I also settled my lease with the landlady.

In the afternoon, I moved into this not-so-small villa and began working as the big boss’s butler.

Dinner was cooked on time, and the big boss, Jack, really did come home on time. The first thing he did when he saw me was stare at me for some reason.

He looked like a middle-aged man, but he didn't have the airs of a big boss. He asked me to have dinner with him from now on. As we chatted, I learned that he had been widowed when he was young and didn't want to remarry. Even after achieving success in his career, he was still single. He had always been unwilling to touch on matters of the heart, so the two butlers he had previously hired were both men. However, those two butlers had ulterior motives. When they had a good understanding of the villa, they took advantage of his trip abroad to steal all his valuables. And those two guys still haven't been caught. So now they've changed the policy to only hire one butler and no longer restrict the gender. Both men and women can apply, but the contract will be replaced after one year and will not be renewed. And I was the first female butler to enter this villa.

Aside from being quite particular about food and drink, Jack was surprisingly easy at cleaning and chores, a world of difference compared to my previous hectic job at a Western restaurant. Plus, the salary was double what I used to earn. But what I found hard to tolerate was the lack of holidays during my year-long probation. My only free time was when Jack went home at night and I had to run errands in the city. Before I knew it, the

probation period was over. While the work was easy, the monotonous life was starting to bore me. And if I didn't complete the year, I'd get nothing. During this time, I couldn't freely contact any family or friends. So, I complained to Jack.

"Tomorrow's the weekend, prepare a candlelight dinner for two..." he wrote down the menu, which included red wine.

"Oh!" Looking at the menu, "Boss, we've already finished that red wine at home..." "Then tomorrow, have the purchasing department send two cases. Also, have them send over any other dishes you're missing, and send plenty."

He was still glued to his financial news program. I didn't want to pay him any attention. Back in my room, I felt completely drained. I pulled out my two-headed phone from under my pillow. "I wonder how Rose is doing these days?" "Eee...ee...ee...ee..." I bit down on the towel, desperately trying to suppress any sound. "Eee...ee..." "Eek..." My mind went blank. My body stiffened, and I let out a roar. The towel was already out of my mouth. "Heh..." My hands were already busy, too lazy to pick up the towel again. "I miss you so much... I miss your big boobs so much... I miss your wet pussy..." I don't even know what else I said after that. "Heh... Heh... Heh... Ah..." After showering, I hurriedly came out. It turned out he had already gone back to his room, but the living room light was still on. I turned off the light, turned around and went back to my room to continue using the double-headed dildo until I was completely exhausted. It

wasn't a weekend like usual. Jack got up and left soon after

. Before leaving, he looked me up and down for a long time, which made me feel really uneasy. And from the moment the groceries I ordered for a week and the things for tonight's candlelight dinner arrived, my hands hadn't stopped. First, I pushed the heavy groceries into the freezer with a trolley, then the two heavy cases of red wine, which were to be placed near the kitchen.

Then I immediately had to prepare part of tonight's dishes. After noon, I started tasting some of the ingredients that would be served that evening, and then I began cooking the fish and steak, which required long cooking times.

I recalled how in the restaurant, these dishes were always a collaborative effort, but today I had to do it all by myself. Not only was I flustered, but I almost messed up the time. I finally finished before he went home, and there he was, alone

, carrying several bags. "Boss, the banquet is ready. Has the guest arrived?" "She's already here!" He handed me the bags.

"What is it?" "It's you... Hurry up and change your clothes. If they don't fit, you can change right away!" My mouth was agape, completely bewildered, until he pushed me into my room and I snapped out of my daze.

Inside the bags was an incredibly beautiful evening gown; I think any girl would recognize the logo—Chanel! The other two bags contained her perfume and cosmetics.

"You rascal, you probably don't know... these aren't things I like at all. If you gave them to Rose, she might faint! Sigh..." Not wanting to disappoint him, nor wanting him to know my sexuality, I reluctantly changed into the evening gown. Strangely enough, the dress fit me perfectly. So that's why he spent so much time examining me this morning—he was looking at my figure! Having not worn makeup since cutting my hair short, I casually smeared some cosmetics on my face, sprayed on some perfume, and went outside. Even more outrageous, right before my eyes, Jack had also changed into a suit and tie, raising his hand—meaning: I really am the 'hostess' today.

"Boss, what tricks are you playing today?" I asked, taking his hand.

"Call me Jack today!" We started eating the dishes I had spent a long time cooking. The other dishes were pretty good, especially my specialty, steak, but the grilled fish was terrible. I was embarrassed after the first bite and tried to stop him, but he finished his portion anyway.

We clinked glasses several times, and a whole bottle of red wine was empty. He pulled me up, turned on the stereo in the living room, and invited me to dance. I was already feeling dizzy from the alcohol, and I even knocked over a chair when I stood up. I was so dizzy from dancing with him that I almost fell, but he caught me. Suddenly, he grabbed my chin and kissed me without hesitation. Having been without sex for so long, my body reacted immediately, and I bit back hard. But I quickly came to my senses and struggled to break free, retreating to the wall. He kept closing in, his lips right in front of mine, as if he was ready to devour me.

"Jack! No...don't do this, I'm not what you think..." I blocked his body, stopping him from going any further.

"Then what are you?" His hands were already on the wall, his eyes blazing with anger.

"Okay, I'll tell you the truth, I'm a 'lesbian

,' there's no way I could fall in love with you!" "But you were kissing me so passionately just now..." "That was fake..." "I don't believe it!" "Believe it or not."

"Okay, how about we make a bet!" "What's the bet?" "This week, whenever I kiss you, you can't refuse, and you have to kiss me back properly. I bet you'll fall in love with me by this time next week!" I asked, "What's the stake?" "If you really don't love me, I'll set you free right now, and give you a year's salary."

"Hey, that's pretty good!" "Listen carefully, if you fall in love with me, I want you to stay by my side forever!" It was indeed a huge gamble for me, but I was confident. It was just a kiss; I didn't believe he had that much magic.

"Okay! I accept. When do we start?" "Of course, we'll start now!" His lips immediately covered mine, his tongue swirling around mine, making me feel aroused. But I still tried my best to restrain myself from hugging him, leaning against the wall, simply enjoying his kiss.

"Okay! Goodnight..." Suddenly he let go and went upstairs. My lips, which were in the middle of a passionate kiss, were suddenly released. I felt a little unwilling, reluctantly cleaning up the mess. Sure enough,

in the days that followed, whenever he saw me, he would immediately hug me and kiss me without hesitation. I don't know why, but I began to revel in his kisses. One day, when he came home from work, I even ran over to kiss him, and the kiss became more and more passionate. I became more and more afraid, but thankfully, the countdown had begun.

On Saturday morning, I got up to make breakfast. "Ha! If I just get through today, I'll be free! Yay!" I woke him up at the usual time, but he didn't kiss me. I suddenly felt a little panicked. After breakfast, he left without kissing me. I forced myself to calm down. "Don't be afraid! Don't be afraid! He must have run out of options."

Although I didn't know what he was going to do in the last few hours, I still prepared dinner on time as he had asked.

In the evening, he surprisingly returned with two bottles of champagne. After dinner, he asked me to open one. "What are we celebrating with champagne now?" I asked. "Whether we win or lose, one side should celebrate properly, shouldn't they?! Get some more ice, let's down a few glasses first!" I went to the freezer and got a bag of ice. When I returned to the living room, he was already sitting on the sofa, having poured a glass of champagne for each of us. The ice cubes popped up immediately, and he glanced at the clock. "Boss, there are only three hours left until the deadline. I haven't fallen for you at all. You've lost, haven't you?!" "It's okay, let's drink two glasses first. Cheers!" He clinked glasses with mine.

After I finished mine, he poured me another glass, which I also downed in one gulp.

Then he gestured for me to sit down next to him. After I sat down, he asked me to lie on his lap. I didn't suspect anything, adjusted my position, and he lowered his head.

Sure enough, his hot lips immediately pressed against mine. After a short while of French kissing, I suddenly felt like my whole body was on fire, and my breathing became rapid.

"Are you hot? Let me unbutton your shirt..." He unbuttoned all the buttons on my shirt, and after unhooking my bra, he gently massaged my breasts. Pushing off my bra, he began kissing my already erect nipples without any restraint.

"How could you... how could you do this..." I was already panting, desperately trying to get up.

"This is you!" he pointed at my small breasts, "I'm 'kissing you

,' is that wrong?!" "No... no... no..." I was becoming increasingly weak.

He started rubbing my vulva through my shorts, and after only a couple of rubs, my body arched violently. "No... you can't..." I was powerless to resist. Then he started taking off my shirt and bra, then my shorts and underwear. I couldn't even muster the strength to struggle; I was completely naked in front of him.

“Little slut,” he shook my half-wet panties, “so wet, are you in love with me?” I shook my head desperately, “I’m not a little slut…no!” He made me lie on the sofa, my legs on the armrests, then spread my legs apart, “No…” I screamed, but it was too late, my pussy was already being forcibly kissed by him, “This is you too, you can’t resist!” In fact, I no longer had the strength to resist, and my body was becoming more and more uncomfortable.

“Jack, stop…please…” I had barely finished speaking when he came back to kiss my breasts, but his hands were still massaging my pussy. I was going crazy, if nothing came to comfort my pussy right now, it would be worse than death, “Jack, I want…I want…” “Little slut, tell me what you want?” “I want you…I want your…” I was practically begging him, my hand reaching for his groin.

"So, little slut, have you fallen in love with me?" My body trembled. I wanted to shake my head, but my body resisted. Unexpectedly, he increased his strength. My honey pot could no longer hold back. I clenched my teeth, closed my eyes, and went all out. With tears in my eyes, I forcefully nodded my head.

"Say it, honey!" "Little slut, I've fallen in love with you, Jack, give it to me!" I said very softly.

"I can't hear you! Honey..." "I love you... I lost! Please!" I shouted almost frantically, tears streaming down my face.

He picked me up, carried me up the stairs, and put me on the bed in his room. I couldn't hold back any longer. I unbuckled his belt, pulled down his pants, and started stroking his penis. After he took off his shirt, he was completely naked. He pressed himself against me and immediately grabbed his semi-erect penis, forcing it into my vagina. "Ugh..." He didn't move. I just wrapped my legs around his waist like a koala, wrapped my arms around his neck, and started thrusting. "Ah...ah...ah..." Suddenly, he pressed down on me, and the whole thing stopped. "You little slut, so thirsty?" "No...don't stop...I want it...give it to me..." He started French kissing me. I was already tightly wrapped around him. Slowly, he started thrusting, gently pinching my nipples, and then faster and faster. "Ah...ah...ah..." My body stiffened, and my mind went blank.

The pressure from his kneading of my nipples increased, gradually turning into kneading my breasts. My breasts weren't large to begin with, and his fingers were now completely embedded in them. The force of his thrusts grew stronger and stronger, and

the sounds of 'slap...slap...slap' in the room accompanied my moans, "Ah...ah..." Before long, I felt his hands gripping my breasts very tightly, and with a powerful thrust, his scalding fountain of semen erupted for the first time, completely flooding my barren garden. I passed out from pleasure.

I woke up still trembling. I was lying on top of him, and he gently held me. Without thinking, I kissed him. He started to cry. "You've already got me, why are you crying?" "I'll tell you the whole story..." He told me his story with his wife, bit by bit. They were very much in love, but a tragic plane crash separated them forever, and he never wanted to touch the realm of emotions again, so he even hired a male housekeeper.

"Your appearance surprised me greatly!" "Why?" "Why?! I'll show you her picture..." He took a framed photo from the bedside drawer. I took it and was truly shocked. The woman in the picture, except for the color and length of her hair, looked almost exactly like me.

"When I saw your photo in your resume, I hired you without hesitation. My goal was to pursue you, to win you over. But there's a huge age gap between us; I'm almost old enough to be your father, which naturally held me back..." "Later, I overheard you masturbating in your room almost every day, and that's when I wanted to..." "You bad boy!" I protested sweetly, lightly punching his chest. "You eavesdropped..." "Originally, I set up this bet just to kiss you and make you leave, to avoid falling into the whirlpool of emotions again. But I found I couldn't do it. I increasingly didn't want you to leave, so I..." "I used a despicable trick. When you left to get ice, I slipped a drug into your glass—an aphrodisiac that will make you want to seduce me..." "I'm sorry... I'm so sorry... I really... wanted you so badly. I confess, if I fail this time, I really don't want to live anymore. So, even if you only love me for this one night, or even just for that one moment when you were under the influence of the drug, I'm willing. So, Jane, please forgive me, forgive this selfish, bad guy..." This grown man was actually sobbing uncontrollably on top of me, but hearing his confession, my 'lesbian'

heart crumbled, completely conquered by him.

"I lost. I really... have fallen in love with you. I never want to leave you again!" He kissed me passionately, then flipped me over and pinned me down again. Before today, I had only ever watched porn and had never actually had sex with a man, so I had no idea that being 'inserted' by a man

was such a pleasurable and wonderful thing. That night, we kept making love. I was too lazy to count how many times he ejaculated, but every time I wanted him to ejaculate inside me.

Thankfully, fate was kind to me; the night I lost my virginity to him didn't result in pregnancy. But from then on, I took birth control pills every day on time because I truly loved him and loved his ministrations.

At first, I would wear shorts and sleep in my own room at night.

Later, I simply wore only underwear. He only needed to pull my underwear aside, and his penis could penetrate me anytime. We often ejaculated before dinner and again before bed, and after showering, I would sleep naked with him in bed.

[The End]

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