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Boss Lady pt.3

Mercedes sat across from Shane, this was their second date and already she wondered if there would be a third. There wasn't anything wrong with him, on paper he was great. He was 40 years old and owned a couple of dealerships around town and had been asking her out for the last few months, ever since they ran into each other at the better business bureau luncheon.

At first she and Sam were hot and heavy all through her office, but getting caught one too many times had her calling it quits, though Sam didn't make it easy on her with the sending her selfies of himself. The man had a body built for sin and she had to stay strong.

One day a week ago Shane had come up to her office with a dozen roses, asking her out, and she didn't want to embarrass him in front of her staff. She could feel Sam's eye on them as she spoke to Shane in her office.

He sent a few texts as well, though she didn't understand why he was getting so up in arms, after they called it quits Sam had females coming to whisk him away to lunch and she didn't ask him what that was about. Not even seeing the last girl, blonde, in her 20's with a body most men love, all over him did she waiver. Yeah she closed up shop for good when it came to Sam. As fun as it was sleeping with him, she needed to settle down and find something real.

"Mercedes?"

"Huh? I am sorry Shane, it's been one of those days, I was thinking about this merger. I really think it could put us on the map. Its a pretty big deal."

Shane nodded. "Yes I read something about that, you are like the go to for intimate items right? So do you have like a closet full of toys that you like to use."

Mercedes almost spit out her wine at his question. "What?"

"I am sorry that came out wrong, I wasn't trying to be gross or fresh, I was just trying to show interest in your work. How did you get started?"

Mercedes nodded. "Oh, well I guess I was talking to my best friend who is really into fashion, we realized there weren't really any sexy intimates for the beautiful and curvy, and then we realized just how much money you can make off of sex toys so I put them both together and have been doing great."

"That is amazingly creative." He said as the waiter came up to them.

"Would you guys like anything for dessert?"

Shane looked at her and she shook her head. "I am actually good."

"Me too, we can get a nightcap at your place." He smirked.

"My place?"

Shane reached his hand out to hers. "I am not ready for this to end, you know? We can continue to enjoy each other, you know?"

Mercedes heard her phone beep and held up her finger looking at it.

S: Your date seems to be getting really handsy."

M: Really? Spying on your boss?

S: Nope, on a date myself.

M: Another date with another barbie?

S: Someone sounds Jealous.

M: You are the one who texted me Sam.

S: Excuse yourself to the bathroom.

M: Why would I do that?

S: Same reason I would…be cause you miss me being inside of you as much as I miss being inside of you

"Everything okay Mercedes?" Shane asked. Mercedes looked around and spotted Sam with a brunette smirking at her.

"Everything is fine Shane." She said going back to her phone.

M: Enjoy your date Samuel.

S: Meet me in the restroom Ms. Jones

She looked back over to Sam and he smirked, excusing himself from their table.

Mercedes sighed. "Can you excuse me for a moment, then we can leave."

Shane nodded as Mercedes stood and made her way to the back.

She saw Sam standing by the doors and sighed. "What?"

Sam smiled. "Ms. Jones, that dress looks amazing on you."

"Sam? What are you doing?"

Sam looked around and pulled her into the family restroom. "Considering we haven't had a chance to…express ourselves lately, I wanted to see how you were."

"Sam, you could see how I was on Monday." She said, shaking her head.

Sam licked his lips moving closer to her. "You still think not sleeping together is a good idea?"

Mercedes felt herself hit the back of the door. "Sam, I am not doing this with you here. I am not doing this with you at all. We agreed we would stop."

"No you said that we would stop and I didn't want to fight you because at the end of the day you are still my boss." He said putting his hands on either side of her.

"Just tell me that you don't want me. I mean Shane is a good dude even I can see that but can he light a fire in you?"

"Sam, you really should get back to your date. Though I should commend you though. Going for a brunette this time instead of a blonde… good move."

Sam shrugged. "You know… I am just trying to find someone who interests me…You going home with him?"

"Why does that matter? She going home with you, just like the others."

Mercedes turned away from him and he grabbed her arm. "Correction. She is going to try to come home with me, but just like with the others I am going to turn her down. Because ever since I had a taste of you, I haven't been able to be with anyone else."

Mercedes looked at him and knew he was telling the truth. "I won't be going home with him, nor will he be coming home with me."

Sam smiled leaning in and capturing her lips in his. Her arms wrapped around his neck as she melted into him. Damn him for lighting that fire inside of her, damn him for making her want more, need more.

"Let me taste you baby…please…" Sam begged, nipping her lips.

She couldn't say no even if she wanted to. With a nod, Sam moved to the ground, throwing her left leg over her shoulder. Sam didn't even hesitate; he just ripped her panties off and dove right in.

Her head fell back against the door as he devoured her lick by lick. Tasting every inch of her in the most delicious way. By the time she came her legs were jello and Sam stood smiling.

He pulled her skirt down gently, smoothing it out. "I am going to take my date home and then I am going to come over."

Mercedes nodded. "Okay."

Sam opened the door, taking her hand and kissing it. "I'll be there in thirty minutes."

She nodded. "You better be or I am gonna get started without you."

Sam growled at her as he walked away. "These are mines by the way." He said stuffing her panties into his pocket.

It didn't take long for Mercedes and Shane to make it back to her place. He walked her to the door reaching to open the door for her. "Well I had a good time."

"I did too, thank you for a great night."

"So are you going to invite me in?" Shane asked leaning in for a kiss.

Before she could pull away from him, someone cleared their throat. Mercedes looked over Shane's shoulder and saw Sam.

"Ms. Jones I am glad I caught you, I know you said you were on an important date and not to disturb you but the vendors are up in arms and Puckerman Brothers are thinking of pulling out." Sam said professionally.

"What? Oh um Shane I am sorry I have to deal with this. I will call you later okay?"

Shane side eyed Sam and nodded looking at Mercedes. "Of course."

Shane leaned in and kissed her cheek. "Watch out for that one Mercedes, I am sure he has a thing for you."

Mercedes hid her laugh and nodded. "Thanks for telling me." She pulled away from Shane and smiled. "Come on Sam let's figure this out."

Sam smirked at Shane as he walked inside of her house. Mercedes shut her door and frowned. "Using my business to scare off Shane, I can't believe you would sink that low."

Sam pulled her closer. "I will fight dirty if I need too." he said as his hands unzipped her dress.

Mercedes stopped his hands. "Oh no its not gonna be that easy." She said stepping away from him.

"Its not?" He asked folding his arms across his chest.

"Nope. You are going to follow me into my room and I want you to take your clothes off and then you are going to lay on my bed."

Sam smirked. "Yes ma'am."

Mercedes laughed. "No. Tonight I am thinking you are gonna call me Mistress."

Sam swallowed, staring at her. "Yes Mistress." He said as he followed her into her room. Sam immediately took off his clothes as she left the room and went into her bathroom.

Sam glanced at the closed door wondering what was going on but he didn't have to worry much longer because as soon as she opened the door his breath caught in his throat.

"Damn…"

Mercedes leaned against the doorframe wearing a purple and black corset, thong and leather thigh high boots. Her hair was brushed to the side of her head and her make up was bold smokey eye and ruby red lipstick. In her hand was a leather whip and a silk scarf.

"Damn what?" She said walking over to him.

"Damn Mistress." He breathed. Sam had never wanted to be dominated in his life, and yet he wanted her to do whatever she wanted to him, he would beg if he had too.

Mercedes slapped the whip across her hand and smiled. "Good boy."

She moved closer to him and pushed him against him, pushing him against the bed. She straddled him, running the whip down his chest. "You see you seem to be under the impression that I work for you, that you run whatever this is and I need to make it clear that I am in control."

Sam nodded. "Yes…yes you are."

She leaned in, taking the silk scarf and covering his eyes with it, she tied it and leaned back kissing a trail down his neck. Sam's hand went to her hips and she used her whip to slap his hands away. "Uh uh no touching. Do I need to tie you up?"

"I am so tempted to say yes Mistress."

"Next time." She whispered into his ears. She kissed a trail down his body, taking her time, and enjoying the way he responded to her. Every lick, every nip made him moan, or hiss. It was empowering in a way that made her feel like she was more than just a good time to Sam. The fact that he trusted her to do so was intoxicating as well.

Her hand gripped his cock, stroking him as he reached for her. She slapped his hand away again. "Once more, and I am not gonna let you cum."

"Yes Mistress." Sam whined, he needed to cum bad.

"I think I should tie your hands up just to be on the safe side, you seem to forget yourself." She said moving away from him. "These cuffs are a prototype that Santana asked me to try out. Now I can tell her my true thoughts."

Mercedes said taking each of Sam's wrists, cuffing them to the bedpost. "Now I am gonna ride you and you better not cum until I say you can. If you do, now more orgasms for the rest of this weekend."

Sam nodded. "Can I at least see you Mistress?"

"Nope, right now I want you to feel me, enjoy me without your eyes. Maybe after I cum I will let you see me."

She moved back on top of him, straddling over him and slowly sliding down on his cock.

"Fuuuccckkk Mer-Mistress." He said, thrusting up. "So wet."

"Mmm wet just for you baby." She moaned as she bounced on his shaft running her hands down her body to her clit. "Mmmm I won't even lie your cock is amazing Sam."

"You are amazing." He said, thrusting up to meet her as he tugged at his hands in the cuffs. "I need to touch you please." He begged.

"Nope…but you can watch me." She reached over removing the blind fold and Sam's eyes went to her fingers teasing her clit. "Shit baby."

Mercedes whimpered, cumming hard around him, Sam closing his eyes trying not to cum.

"Harder Sam…thrust harder." She moaned. And Sam did just that, "Please Mistress I need to cum…please."

Mercedes couldn't even speak, she just nodded moaning and Sam couldn't take anymore, he tugged his arms so hard that his left hand broke free, then his right and as he sat up pulling her to him.

"Sam!" She screamed as he flipped them over gripping her thighs as he thrust hard inside of her, before cumming so hard he created a chain reaction as she came after him.

As they both laid back coming down from their highs, Mercedes shook her head looking at the cuffs. "I can't believe you broke through those cuffs."

"I didn't even know my own strength I guess…see what you bring out of me?" He teased.

Mercedes laughed, turning to him and kissing him softly. "I have never done anything like this before."

"Never? Because let's be honest that was hot as hell, I thought you had done that at least a few times before."

She shook her head. "No, but I realized two different things. One we need stronger cuffs cause…damn." She said, lifting his hand. "And second, I want you to stay for the weekend."

Sam smiled nipping at her bottom lip. "Oh there was no way you were going to get rid of me putting it on me like that."

"Ten minutes then we go again?" She asked.

Sam shook his head. "I don't need ten minutes."

Well damn... I guess Sam ain't no one minute man lol iykyk!