I have a new fantasy - Well to me it´s not new, I´ve masturbated to it lots of times already, hehe ;-) It´s not really a story filled with pornography, it´s more like a psychological one this time.

In this fantasy I have a boyfriend. But secretly I am not satisfied with him, I want one who is more masculine and dominant. Someone who likes to take without always asking first.

My boyfriend gets a new job and it´s something he has wanted for a long time so he does all he can to fit in and make a good impression and he is very exited when we get invited to a company party at his new Boss house.

It´s my first time to meet his new Boss and my boyfriend has told me how strict he is - a real dreadful old fashioned Boss who likes his employees to do what he tells them without questions.

We arrive at the party and are welcomed in the door by his Boss. I am a little surprised to see him after the stories I´ve heard. I imagined he would be really ugly and an awful person - but he is not - as soon as we shake hands I feel an attraction between us!

He is tall and well build and in his late 50´s - and he has sort of a charismatic aura around him, when he opens his mouth everyone listens and when he looks at me I blush and feel my knees get weak. He is all the things I wish my boyfriend was.

We eat and drink and have a good time though my boyfriend gets on my nerves more and more. He always watches how much alcohol I drink because he is afraid I will get drunk and do something embarrassing like flirting with everyone etc.

But it´s already too late, I tell him to mind his own business and we start arguing, he wants us to go home but I want to stay and party! He almost convinces me to leave but then the Boss shows up and asks me to dance - so my boyfriend lets go of me.

I know my boyfriend is not pleased with it but he doesn't say anything, he just watches us dance with an angry expression on his face, but I can see he is afraid to go against his Boss. As long as his Boss wants something from me he doesn't dare to say we are heading home.

We dance for quite some time and I really enjoy his strong arms around me and his masculine smell... it turns me on. I get more and more careless and when I occasionally get a glimpse of my boyfriend he looks more and more angry and frustrated by the whole situation. I wonder why he doesn't just leave? Evil me!

The Boss focuses all his attention on me and I feel like a princess. He fixes me drinks and gives me compliments and presses me tighter and tighter to him when we dance - he really charms me and I am like butter in his hands - and so, so horny.

At one time my boyfriend comes over and grabs my arm and tries to drag me away but the Boss quiets him down and asks us to all sit down and just relax and have some more to drink, so we all go to his living room with our drinks, there is a couch and some chairs but most of the seats are already taken. My boyfriend finds a seat and the Boss too but there is no place for me so the Boss quickly pulls me down to sit on his lap! I can see it makes my boyfriend upset but he keeps his mouth shut.

It is starting to get very late so a lot of people have already left, only a small group of men are still there - and me of course. We all sit in the living room around a low table and talk and drink, and I am still sitting on the Boss' lap. My boyfriend doesn't say much, I can see the whole thing pisses him off.

I am sure the Boss notices it too - and everyone else in the room too - but we just pretend nothing is wrong. Everyone just want to be best friends with the Boss so no one dares to make any remarks. When he asks one of them to go and fix me a drink they jump up and do it without questioning it. So I keep getting more and more drunk (and willing).

Soon the Boss' hands are on my hips... casually... but we are both aware of it. I get eye contact with my boyfriend and see that he is aware of it too.

The hands move down to my legs, down to where my short skirt ends. Secretly he sticks one finger under my skirt so it looks like his hands are only resting on my legs - but with his one finger he touches the piece of bare flesh between where my stockings end and my panties begin. It is not easy to sit still.

I sit right on his dick and I can feel it growing under me! I make an almost invisible circling movement on it and dream about being fucked hard by him... and I hope my boyfriend isn't a mind reader hehehe.

While all this is happening people are still talking and laughing and the music is playing, so much of what we do is probably not noticed and I think that makes the Boss take more liberties... he whispers in my ear that I turn him on, he 'accidentally' runs a finger over my nipples, pulls my legs a little more apart with his hands so that my boyfriend has a clear view right in under my skirt to see my wet panties! All this the Boss does so smooth that it doesn't even look bad - and it's obvious my boyfriend doesn't know how to stop it.

I am soaking wet and his hands get closer and closer to my private areas and he still pretends we are just having fun - but his bulging pants and dirty whisperings tells me something else! And so does my boyfriends expression - but he doesn't say a word.

All the alcohol makes me a little dizzy so I lean back on him and he also leans back a little more and we sort of halfway lie down in the deep armchair. It gets too much for my boyfriend who jumps up and tells me to go with him before I fall asleep - yeah as if - I am too horny to sleep! The Boss tells him to calm down and sit down and so he does.

And then the Boss says 'If you are afraid she's falling asleep I better tickle her so she wakes up' - A poor excuse to get his hands all over me, I know, but I let him do it of course, hehe :-) He sticks his hands under my blouse and tickles me everywhere on my breasts and stomach and I scream as I twist and turn on top of him. The screaming and moving turns him on even more and he bites my neck as his tickling continues under my skirt!

It is right on the edge between innocent playing around and something more serious...
His tickling hands makes my skirt crawl up uncovering my tiny wet panties for everyone around the table. It really catches their attention! My legs are spread wide and all the twisting and turning makes the panties push to a side and everyone gets a look at my naked pussy but he keeps tickling me so I cant stop it - It must be an embarrassing moment for my boyfriend. But for me it is actually a turn on to unwillingly flash the men around me.

He finally stops tickling me and I quickly correct my panties and pull down my skirt again - Just to not look too much like a slut. I notice all the greedy eyes on me.

My boyfriend gets up 'I think it's time to go now' he says, and the Boss lets me get up too. I whisper goodbye and hurry out.