Miss Robbins
Vampire [Vampire_Lamia@yahoo.co.uk]
My boss is really strong.


I reached office at 10 am. I was ushered to a spacious cabin, which was 
exquisitely furnished. Behind the table was seated a beautiful looking lady. She 
appeared to be in early forties. Her hair was neatly pulled back into a bun. 
Black horn rimmed glasses did little to hide her beautiful blue eyes. Her facial 
features were sharp, attractive and regal. She had a business suit on. Her 
shoulders and neck appeared thick and broad.

"Welcome Mr. Adams." She said as she looked up at me. She rose and I was 
surprised to see that she was a good three inches taller than my 5'10" frame. 
She held out her hand.

As I took her hand, I was even more astounded at the size and strength of her 
arm. Her palm was bigger than mine, and her strong grip almost made me wince.

"Thanks, Ms. Robbins. I am looking forward to working with you and this 
company." I said as she gestured me to sit.

"Do you mind if we address each other with their first names?"

"Sure Ms. Robb.... I mean Karen."

She briefed me about everything regarding the company, my functions as HR 
manager etc. She was the senior-most director in the company. Interestingly, she 
also owned 12% of the company's shares.

It was by sheer fate that I had landed up in England. After completing my MBA 
from US, I was driving around with my girl friend and also working as HR manager 
in Chicago Leathers Inc. when I got a letter from Stokers Ltd. offering me 
double the salary. The only thing was that had to leave the States and move to 
London.

Things were going smoothly now. I had rented a condo nearby, which was pretty 
expensive but with my current salary I could easily afford it. One weeknight, 
Karen and I had completed a report by Monday. But due to some other official 
chores, we couldn't. Karen had to attend a business meeting, so she suggested 
that if I could come at around 8 pm at her house then we could wrap it up in an 
hour or two. I agreed and left for home as she left for the meeting. All the 
papers were with her. She said that she had to read a few things over.

As the clock chimed 7:00, I was a bit thoughtful. I couldn't make up my mind, 
that what should I wear. After pondering over it for a few minutes, I shaved, 
took a shower and put on a blue tee shirt and sweat pants. I drove to her place. 
She lived in the suburbs. It was raining lightly as I crossed beautiful pine and 
poplar trees. I spotted her house from a distance. It was a big, beautiful 
house.

As I rang the bell, I regretted wearing casuals. Anyways, Karen opened the door. 
She was looking amazingly beautiful. For the first time I saw her hair loose. 
She looked amazingly sexy in a tank top and bermuda shorts. Her neck and 
shoulders looked broad and ripped, and her arms were just awesome. They were 
thick and muscular. Veins criss-crossed her forearms and even her biceps had a 
sexy vein running through it. It was hard to believe that a 40+ woman had 
muscles like she.

"Come in!" She said, gesticulating with her strong arm.

I entered, dwarfed by her 6'1" frame. She led me to a room. As I followed her, I 
couldn't help but stare at her heavily muscled back, which was pretty broad. Her 
tight round butt was oozing with sensuality.

"Here", she said, "Sit down."

I sat on a chair across a large table. Files and paper were lying on it. She had 
evidently been doing the work herself.

"I am sorry, I started without you."

"Its okay." I said perusing through the half-done report. Anyways, in an hour we 
completed the report. I hadn't really worked my mind over, because I had been 
distracted by her brawny muscles.

As we were about to get up, she stretched, and I sat there dumbfound oggling at 
her biceps. They swelled up like cricket balls. And the definition in them was 
quite extraordinary. The peaks in her biceps were really awesome. I was drawn to 
her egg shaped biceps. I could have given anything to touch them.

She saw me staring at her biceps and smiled. "I know! I have some huge muscles!"

I didn't know what to say. I just kept quiet. After a few awkward seconds, I got 
up. "I'd be going now."

"Don't you want to stay for the dinner?" She asked innocently. "I've prepared 
some Mexican food."

"I'd really love to, but I am not hungry." I said. I wanted to rush out of her 
house because my penis was really starting to make a few embarrassing movements.

"If that's what you want!" She said.

"See you in the office."

"Sure, let me walk you out." She said.

As she opened the door, I stepped out and turned back to shake hands. As I 
turned I was shocked to see that she was removing her tank top. She was wearing 
nothing underneath. Her big tight breasts were amazingly sexy, her brown nipples 
jutting out like raspberries.

"If you still want to go, then I don't think you're smart enough for the job." 
She said.

That was all the persuasion I needed. I moved closer to her, and raised my lips 
upto meet hers. As our lips met, she wrapped her right arm around my waist, and 
LIFTED me off the ground like I didn't weigh anything. She bolted the door with 
her left hand, and carried me to her bedroom. She threw me on the bed, and leapt 
at me like a tigress.

As she sat atop me, she said, "We'll start by doubling your salary ....."

WOW, I thought.

She continued, "... and continue by raping you like a bitch."

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