Dominating the Boss 38

Umi said nothing for a moment despite Brenda’s slow, casual approach, though it was hard to be sure whether it was the shock of Brenda’s surprise appearance, or the intensity of the pleasure that my steady assault was given to her. 

Of course, as with everything in life, a combination of it was the correct answer, but the musings of it were enough to distract me enough until Brenda managed to arrive in front of us, leaning against the lounge. 

Which, like everything she had been doing for the last hour, calculated to perfection. The move was just enough to dislodge the only piece of fabric that was on her body, giving a desperate battle to keep her beautiful body hidden. 

The reaction that awakened Umi was beautiful. “Whore,” she managed to gasp, without stammering, even despite the moans occupying both ends of her lone word. 

Brenda only chuckled at the insult, not that I blamed her. Coming from someone that was bent over the deck of a ship while her fiancee was downstairs, the insult didn’t have a particular sting. 

I said nothing, curious just how the fight would develop — but I didn’t stop my steady assault either, which gave a considerable disadvantage to the side of Umi. 

“Oh, honey, why are you using such dirty words,” Brenda said as she sat next to us, the amused smirk on her face showing just how amused she was at the attempt. 

“W-why?” Umi asked. “After you seduced my fiancee—“ Umi started shouting loudly, only for her words to die halfway as the realization hit, and hit hard. 

Brenda chuckled at her reaction, especially when Umi used both of her hands to keep her voice down, her eyes wide in panic as she seemingly just realized the implication of her cries. She looked back, begging me wordlessly to stop, but I just smirked. 

“Don’t worry, sweetie, Charlie is already collapsed, and he doesn’t seem ready to wake up anytime soon,” Brenda said, removing her worries, but not without a deliberate delay of several seconds, giving her a boost of worry first. 

“Really,” Umi murmured, unable to contain her sudden relaxation. 

“Yes, but I don’t know why you care. He’s just another limp two-pump champ,” Brenda countered, continuing the illusion that she had gone all the way. 

“Well… He’s my fiancee,” Umi murmured before another moan interrupted her, which might or might not be helped by the continuous spanks she had been receiving from me, each creating another burst of pleasure. 

“Right. And you seem to be really concerned about maintaining its sanctity,” Brenda countered. 

“That’s not the point!” Umi answered rapidly, realizing that her position was not exactly conducive to suck questioning. 

To my pleasure, however, rather than trying to make me stop — well, pause more likely, as I wouldn’t stop permanently after things reached such a point — she had allowed me to continue, realizing that, she didn’t exactly have a hand strong enough to discuss Brenda’s shameful activity. 

There was not much to be done after she let things get this far. 

I caught Brenda’s amused gaze, meeting it with a smug grin, and a simple, arrogant wink.

It was not the first time we had conducted a little mission of seduction together. And, as a target, Umi was both easier to seduce — as she lacked the willpower to resist — and presented much less risk — as she didn’t hold authority over our careers. 

Still, considering both stages of the operation happened simultaneously — the first section the night out together, the second part after breakfast — it was not a bad achievement. 

Especially as it led to the discovery of a hidden treasure like Umi, whose boring fashion sense and hesitant attitude had been hiding the great treasure underneath, the purity of her moans competing with the hypnotizing sway of her beautiful tits. 

Brenda looked down at Umi, trying to catch her gaze, but Umi steadfastly avoided that, deciding not to interact with her. Pity, it was not the correct decision, as while she had a wide submissive streak, our conquest of Natalie had given her a taste of the other side — especially if that was delivered by my assistance. 

“It’s rude to ignore a guest,” Brenda chuckled as she changed her position, leaning slightly to catch Umi’s gaze. Umi tried to avoid her once again, but considering she was pinned to the lounge seat in a doggy-style position, she didn’t have many options to do so. 

She chose the simplest one, and closed her eyes. 

My presence wasn’t exactly necessary to teach her the depths of that strategic mistake. After a soft chuckle, Brenda reacted immediately and grabbed her tits, squeezing hard enough to earn another beautiful cry while forcibly occupying Umi’s attention. 

“They are great, aren’t they?” I asked Brenda, amused by the speed she started turning our little encounter into a threesome. 

“Well, they are okay … for her,” Brenda answered as her fingers clamped around Umi’s nipples, squeezing hard while she pushed her own chest, fishing for a compliment. 

“Don’t worry, yours are certainly not lacking,” I answered, which wasn’t the answer Brenda was hoping to hear if the beautiful frustration on her face was any indicator. 

But, she knew my habits enough that that would be the most I would give as a compliment. 

Well, unless she worked hard for it. 

Her smile showed that she was very much aware of that fact, so she turned her attention to Umi. “Let’s ask her, then?” Brenda said with a chuckle as she grabbed Umi’s head and pulled her into her cleavage. 

“What a lovely view,” I said. 

“Thanks,” Brenda said while Umi’s argument died quickly under the suppression of her amazing breasts. Though, even as Brenda pulled back, Umi failed to say anything, the quickening of my hips enough to steal her words. 

As much as I wanted to extend the joy, I decided to quicken, for multiple reasons. One, we had already spent a lot of time, and the conference was about to begin. And while I wasn’t going to make any presentation — which was always a thankless task — I wanted to be there to make sure to get the pulse of the company. 

I loved the business events, because, the holiday location, combined with the unlimited booze worked wonders to make people forget that they were still in a business environment, their loose tongues spilling all kinds of feelings that were best left hidden. It was an excellent opportunity to get the pulse of the company. 

But, more importantly, Umi was about to be overwhelmed with pleasure already, and while I ultimately wanted to spend much more time with her, I wanted her to recover from her near-catatonic state, and gain back some of her shyness.

It would make our next time much better.  

Of course, that didn’t mean the beautiful levels of submission she managed to attain as I took her from behind were not fun. I grabbed her hair to change her position, pushing her down to a lounge chair with her knees against the wooden deck, pinned in place before I inserted from behind once more.

With that, Umi lost the last embers of control, her voice exploding loudly enough to make me worry whether she would actually wake up her fiancee. Well, the worry was a strong term, curiosity was the better definition. 

But as Umi’s voice reached a point that could be classified as a howl, I turned my attention fully to her. The way she tightened around me was simply too spectacular to pay attention to other concerns. 

I moved relentlessly, curious whether she would be able to resist the pleasure until my climax. “Do you think she can last that long?” Brenda asked soon, showing that she was equally curious. 

Though, as she asked that, her legs parted and her back arched. With the light hitting from the side at a perfect angle, I didn’t even wonder whether the beautiful pose she was holding was accidental or intentional. 

I knew her well enough to know that it was fully intentional — not that it did anything to reduce the beautiful allure. 

Her naked body, combined with Umi’s cries, proved to be decisive enough to give me defeat, making me explode before Umi could collapse from pleasure. 

Umi collapsed, moaning as my seed invaded her, barely conscious. “Since you saw fit to help her, why don’t you clean her up,” I said as I pulled out, though only after my shaft stopped twitching. 

Umi was too busy dealing with her climax to realize the implications — as I doubted she was on the pill — while Brenda frowned playfully. 

“Be a doll, and help your future playmate,” I said as I caressed her cheek and started walking toward the control room. 

“Jerk,” Brenda frowned, but that didn’t prevent her from following my order, and taking her position between Umi’s legs, licking obediently, but not neglecting to angle her body perfectly in the process. 

Being the boss was certainly fun, I decided as I steered the ship back to the shore…