And now, 5 years ago
I experienced my first lesbian encounter with my admired mature female boss.
At that time, I was 21 years old, and the mature female boss was in her 40s, I think.
The admired female boss was tall and well-styled, and now that I think about it, she resembled someone like Julia Roberts.
She was the type who would stand up to male employees, and despite being beautiful, she was single and dedicated to her work.
For me, a new employee, the beautiful female boss was someone I admired.
I wanted to become an independent woman like her as soon as possible, and I worked tirelessly.
And perhaps because my efforts paid off, within less than a year of joining the company, I was able to work on the same project as the admired female boss.
Even though we were on the same team, I was the lowest-ranking member, and at that time, I didn't speak directly with the female boss.
I was desperate to be recognized by her and worked hard on the project.
In meetings, I actively shared my opinions.
My mind was filled with thoughts of creating a good project.
But I made a huge mistake.
I was so focused on the project that I completely forgot about other important tasks I was assigned.
My mistake was significant.
The mature female boss called me out and scolded me with a fierce expression.
I was so frustrated that I couldn't stop crying.
I was embarrassed.
Even though I had worked hard to become like her,
to get closer to her,
when she finally shouted,
"You're unfit for the professional world!"
I felt despised.
After that, time seemed to pass quickly.
Shocked by being removed from the team, I started taking more days off from work.
My position in the company kept declining, and I realized she was becoming more distant.
I saw the female boss once at the company, but I couldn't even make eye contact.
At that time, a colleague approached me.
There was going to be a company party.
I had never attended a company party before, so I decided to go, thinking it would be bad to refuse again.
On the day, when I went to the designated place, to my disbelief, the mature female boss was there.
She wasn't the type to attend such gatherings, so I couldn't hide my surprise.
Feeling awkward, I sat at the farthest seat from her.
I glanced at her.
Even at the party, she sat next to the boss and talked about work.
I couldn't drink a drop of alcohol, but I decided to drink to forget the unpleasant things.
But after drinking for a while, I started feeling sick.
Before I knew it, the boss next to her was also tipsy and singing.
I felt nauseous and dizzy, so I lay down a bit.
Someone lifted my head and gave me a lap pillow.
When I looked up with blurry eyes, it was the female boss.
"Did you drink too much? Are you okay?"
She placed a wet towel on my forehead.
Even as the party was ending, she took care of me, who was drunk.
When the party ended, the last train had already left, so I ended up staying at the female boss's house.
In the taxi on the way to her house, we didn't say a word.
My heart was pounding.
She lived in a large apartment, and her room was neatly organized.
We first sat on the sofa, and the female boss untied my braided hair and brushed it with a luxurious-looking brush.
Next, I brushed her medium-length hair.
I think we were talking, but I was so nervous that I couldn't focus on the conversation.
Then, suddenly, the female boss turned around, placed her hand on my chest, and kissed me.
"I like you. I've liked you for a long time."
In a very sexy voice, she whispered while pushing me down, parting my lips and inserting her tongue.
Crying, I passionately sucked on her tongue and engaged in a deep kiss.
Then we went to the bed, and I was laid down on my back.
The female boss straddled me and then took off her blouse.
Her body was moderately muscular, with smooth white skin and a gorgeous body.
While I was still wearing my blouse, she fondled my chest and bit my nipples through the blouse.
Unable to endure it,
"Ah,"
I let out a voice, and she got excited, took off my blouse, and then licked and caressed my nipples.
She put her hand inside my skirt and rubbed my clitoris over my panties and stockings.
While moaning, I twisted my hips, and I could feel my stockings getting wet.
Then she took off my panties and stockings, and with her hot tongue and fingers, she made me climax multiple times.
When she stimulated my clitoris and inserted her fingers, it felt so good that I cried.
In the end, I had lesbian sex with the admired female boss and climaxed more than four times.
Finally, we pressed our bodies together, and with a vibrator between us, we both climaxed.
After the encounter, my mind was blank, and my body was twitching.
She was also panting, and her face when she climaxed was very beautiful.
We both breathed heavily, kissed deeply again, and she hugged me.
I fell asleep in her arms.
The next morning, we acted as if nothing had happened.
Even though we both felt we liked each other, we only made love that one night.
After that, she moved to another department, and we grew distant.
I heard rumors that she got married and left the company.
Now, I don't even know where she is.
Five years have passed, and I also got married, but sometimes I remember the lesbian encounter with the mature female boss.
I think I will always love her.
Even now, I love her more than my husband.
