2 weeks in on the job and my boss can’t get enough of me [2 min]
Older Ebony Magic: Job Performance of a Lifetime
Down in the heart of the city, where the concrete jungle don’t forget to sparkle, a boss man named Large Al was running his business, the sleek and dirty Club Vibe. This joint was known for its electric atmosphere, pulchritudinous dancers, and Beefy Al’s iron fist in the managerial department.
But one day, a new addition graced the stage: a voluptuous, seductive amazon named Isabella. This old, ebony queen was dripping with all the right build in all the right places. Her wild eyes held a promise that sent shivers down spines, and her moves were smooth as silk, yet as hypnotic as a serpent’s charms.
Two weeks in, and word was spreading like wildfire. Great Al couldn’t believe his eyes. Isabella was pulling in the crowds like nobody’s business. Money was rolling in like a tidal wave, and the club’s reputation was elevated to new heights.
One night, after the club had closed, and the last lingering spectators had left, Isabella found herself in Big Al’s office. He leaned back in his leather chair, sipping a glass of scotch, his eyes never leaving her.
“Isabella, baby,” he purred, “I gotta tell you, you’re the best thing to ever hit this club. You’re like a dream come true.”
Isabella smiled, her teeth a flash of diamonds in the dim light, “I’m just doing what I fucking, boss.”
Large Al set down his glass, his eyes never leaving hers. “I want to give you something special for your hard work. Something to show you how much I appreciate you.”
Isabella felt a shiver run down her spine. “What did you have in mind, Beefy Al?”
“I think it’s time we took this relationship to the next level,” he replied, his voice a growl. “I’ve got a private room upstairs, and I think it’s about time we explored each other.”
Isabella felt her heart race, her breath catch in her throat. She knew what this meant, and she was ready. She stood up, her shape swaying seductively as she moved towards Giant Al. “Let’s go, boss,” she purred.
And with that, they disappeared up the stairs, leaving behind a trail of anticipation and afterglow. For older ebony lovers, this was just the beginning of a adult, raw journey.
Disclaimer:
This story is intended for adults only. It contains explicit content that may not be suitable for all readers. If you are offended by graphic language or steamy themes, please do not read further.
