pov: i work for emma frost and she makes me *** on my first day…
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tw: wlw , sexy times, pussy eating, nastyyyyyy sex with a hot milf, slight overstim, tribbing, secret wand 👀, boss x worker, Y/N’s friend is named Madison (felt like it fit) :) just a lot of unholy thoughts… (not proof read but imma be so real idc)
notes: I wrote this on my phone for one of my friends, pardon any mistakes. I am dyslexic and writing is hard sometimes, ENOYYY!
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The ringing of a phone and bump of the train knocked (y/n) out of her thoughts, “Hellooo” the other end of the phone rang. “Hey!” (y/n) chirped “I’m so excited to start my first day at X-Men corp. So excited I could throw up.”. The train started to slow, the sound of metal on metal sang outside. “Don’t throw up, if you get sick I will too and I don’t have any sick time left.” Madison chuckled “anyways, I just wanted to give u a pep talk for your first day! Did you wear that perfume I gave you? The really expensive one.” (y/n) could hear shuffling on another end, a laugh or two and a couple deep breaths. “Yep, really expensive perfume. Check. I’m also wearing that blue dress I got last week.” A deep chuckle and a huff came from the other end. “Are you busy? Did you like run a mile or something?” (y/n) asked. Madison laughed, “whatttt, no, no. Um. haha. no. Just uh, nothing.” Something felt a little off but (y/n) just shrugged her shoulders. “Alright well” the train came to a stop, “I’m getting off now. I can talk to you when I get there.”
(y/n) grabbed her purse and slung it over her shoulder. (y/n) hung up the call and started her walk, her brain running back through her previous thoughts. Walking into the crowd of people getting off of the train and walking up the stairs and out of the station. She soon found herself standing in front of the looking building, she took a deep breath in and walked in.
Madison showed her around, telling her all the tea and gossip while also showing her the ropes. She stopped in front of her new boss’ office. (y/n) took a deep breath in and reminded herself, ‘i’m a bad bitch, a hoe never get cold, and hawk tuah man’ before pushing the door open.
There, sitting on her desk was a blonde woman with a blunt bob. Her blazer was a blinding white, eyes as blue as the waters in Costa Rica. She started to stand, reaching a tall height of 6’5 she walked over to (y/n).
“(f/l/n)… My, my.” The woman started to walk around (y/n) in a circle, “My new secretary, hm?” She hummed before stopping right behind her, putting one of her manicured hands on (y/n) shoulder. “You’re late.” The grip tightened.
“Oh. I’m sorry ma’am, I was told my start time today was 8 am. It’s only 7:55 am.” (y/n) looked over her shoulder to the woman, who she presumed, was her new boss. The woman leaned down to (y/n)’s ear.
“Did you even read the contact?” Emma said to her, still lingering by (y/n)’s ear.
“Of course, every single thing.” (y/n) piped back, feeling on edge with the close proximity of her and her new boss.
Emma laughed, her head tilting back slightly. “We shall see.” She put her other hand on Seriena’s shoulder, squeezing slightly.
“Rule number one. You get her when I get here. 6:00 am. Sharp. I know your friend,” she hissed slightly “can prance herself into this building whenever and bat her eyes are Erik and he forgives her in a heartbeat, but that is not how I roll.” The grip tightened on both of (y/n)’s shoulders until she let go, walking to a door behind (y/n)’s desk. She grabbed the doorknob but stood still for a moment before turning around.
“Put your items down and fetch me a cup of coffee, 2 sugars, 4 creams, 6 stirs.” Her voice lowered. “And yes I can tell.” She opened the door and stepped in before saying, “You have 5 minutes.” and shutting her door.
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The 5 minutes were a blur of rushing out of the office space and into the kitchenette on the floor below. Seriena tore a cup out of the cabinet, putting it on the counter as she used her other hand to reach for the sugar. She eyed the packets she grabbed, ‘fuck’ she thought ‘did she say what kind of sugar? shit.’, thoughts began to fill her brain, thoughts of messing up and losing her job.
‘well… there was some blue azaleas in the corner of the room… maybe… the blue one?’ she paused for a moment, slowly opening up the sugar and pouring it in, ‘fuck it.’ she grabbed the pot of coffee, pouring it in and following it up by the cream. She grabbed a stirring spoon and cup, with all items in hand she began briskly walking to the office. stirring exactly 4 times. Or was it 3. Seriena shrugged her shoulders, surely it wasn’t that big of a deal.
She opened the office door, the room was colder, it made the hairs on the back of her neck stand up. she put the cup down on her desk, taking a deep breath and straightening out her cropped cardigan before hearing her best friend’s voice in her head, ‘you better work, bitch. sissy that mother fucking walk.’ With another deep breath she grabbed the mug, forced a smile and knocked on Emma’s door.
“Ms. Frost?” she sweetly chirped.
“Come in.” a dominant voice broke through the silence. Seriena’s hand grabbed the knob and turned, the room was tense. With every step she took, it felt like Emma was eating her alive. Emma’s eyes wondering all around, like a predator toying with its pray-she smiled.
“3 minutes to spare. I might keep you around a little longer” A faint smile crossed her mouth, seriena’s eyes dipped down to her mouth. Watching Emma’s lips connect with the rim, lewd thoughts filled her head. After a long sip, the smile on Emma’s face grew larger. “Perfect, and you used the blue packet of sugar? Good girl.” Emma purred.
(y/n) face her face burn, her eyes quickly drifting down to Emma’s neckline. Her chest was busting at the seams. Emma cleared her throat and sat up straighter.
“Let’s skip the causality” Her voice fell into a voice and deep tone. “I know I have already asked you but, did you read the contract? The entire thing?”. She put her hands together and on the top of her desk. (y/n) nodded her head.
“Yes ma’am. I did”, Emma smiled at (Y/n) reply. She tapped the top of her desk, motioning her to come closer.
“Sit” Emma’s voice was softer, not as harsh but still commanding. (Y/n) took timid steps closer, coming to stand directly next to the desk. Emma frowned and crossed her arms. “Are you deaf?” she hissed. “Sit. Down.” She pointed to the empty space on her desk. Seriena sat on the very edge, her eyes glued to Emma’s form.
“You are a very beautiful woman, Seriena.” Emma spoke, one of her hands going to (y/n)’s thigh. Gently resting on it and caressing it with her thumb. “One of the many reasons I hired you, to keep it short.” Emma smiled as she leaned closer. “I am a woman of fine taste. I have a high expectation for my receptionist. I expect them to know exactly what they are getting into.” She put both of her hands on either of (y/n)’s knees and started to spread her legs apart. “So, you swear you read every line. Every piece of boring legal jargon. Every single word?”
(Y/n) was in shock and awe. How did she even get here? With a hot, milf spreading her out in her office. She wanted to praised whatever god allowed this to happen. She snapped back to reality, her head moving in a quick nod. “Yes.” She spoke.
“Even the line where It says I will eat you pussy if you fuck up?” Emma asked. pausing the leg pushing and turning her head to the side to let a devious smile.
(y/n) froze. ‘HOLY. FUCK!’ she screamed in her head, her mind flipping around, not actually remembering that line. Would a legal document even say that? She kinda just scrolled to the bottom and signed it without reading. Her memory goes back to the moment Madison was helping her with her paperwork, shrugging off reading the document with a simple ‘you are going to love it, get ur paperwork done so u can come work with me.’ She missed the glint in Madison’s eye, or maybe it was the way she giggled after a moment of silence. Did her and Erik have this relationship too? Honestly Seriena didn’t want to think about that, she shook her head and came back into the moment.
“I will take that as a ‘no’.” Emma spoke, “take you panties off.” Emma pushed away slightly, grabbing a hair clip from a drawer in her desk, (y/n) stared at her for a moment, ‘this is a prank’. she thought before Emma started to glare at her. “Panties off, NOW!” She demanded, sticking her hand out and making a grabbing motion. (y/n) shakily reached under her skirt and slowly pulled off her panties, handing them to Emma. Emma smiled wildly before bringing it to her nose and inhaling. “You smell delicious.” she whispered into the panties before quickly opening up a drawer and tossing them inside.
Emma smiled at (y/n) for a moment before whispering. “You only stirred the coffee 4 times. Not 6. I am going to punish you until you understand. Yes?” She asked, as if it was actually a question. Emma didn’t bother waiting for a reply before hiking (y/n)’s skirt up. (y/n)’s face burned and she tried to choke out a sentence but when the cold air hit her pussy she lulled her head back. Emma stood up and gripped her hair. “Good girls look at their mommy when they are getting punished. if you look away, I will make you regret it.”
(y/n) nodded her head and tried to speak but Emma quickly covered her mouth with her hand. “Ah, ah, ah” She leaned closer “Good girls get to make noise, and you have been bad… Now be quiet and take your punishment.” Emma didn’t wait for a reply before sinking to her knees and grabbing (y/n)’s thighs, hooking her arms around. With one big pull her pussy was connected to Emma’s mouth.
(y/n) bit down on her lips, her legs started to twitch out of pleasure. Emma was ruthless, tongue lapping at the clit. Sucking on the lips, she slightly bit at them. chuckling against the pussy. “good cunt, i could eat it all day… good thing i am, until you squirt all over my face.” She smiled before she continued her assault on the clit, lapping and sucking. Emma knew what she was doing, she knew exactly what would make (y/n) twitch. After an especially tip of the tongue kitten lip, Seriena felt a knot form on her belly, she tried to keep quiet but sounds slip out of her. “tsk. be quiet, i am using you as my play thing. you cum when I say so, and now… I say no.”
Emma stood up, wiping the mess of her face off with the back of her hand before sliding her pencil skirt off. “Lay on your back” she muttered, the objects on her desk moving onto the floor on her own. Her drawer where the panties have been slowly opened. “Do you know what telepath is? Nod your head” Emma crawled onto the desk. (y/n) nodded her head and Emma smiled. “good. i cannot wait for this next part.” out of the drawer came a very large vibrator, resembling a microphone. (y/n) shook at the sight of it, watching it turn on by itself. Emma postponed her legs for her and wedged herself between them. The vibrator wedged between their pussies. sending shockwaves to the both of them.
“move your pussy against it, slut.” She hissed, moving her hips forward, catching her clit onto it each time. She moaned at the pleasure, (y/n) shook and slightly convulsed each time it moved against her. “Yes. good girl. rub that cunt onto the toy. maybe one day you will feel my pussy against yours.” Emma moved rougher, as if she wanted (y/n) to shake. She smiled at each jerk and sharp breath before taking the vibrator into her hand and holding it to both of their clits. “I have a meeting in 5 minutes. I want you to cum. now.” Emma slightly moaned. grinding her own hips onto it before her legs began to shake.
(y/n) could feel that knot return, she gripped the desk and screwed her face shut before feeling a rush of liquid come out of her and a splash of liquid come onto her legs. She looked down and saw that Emma was squirting also. (y/n) slightly groaned at the sight. Emma panted before turning the wand off, getting off of (y/n) and the desk. She put the wand back into its place and stepped back into her skirt before pulling it up. She had her eyes on (y/n) the entire time, watching her lay in the puddle of their mixed juices. She reached into her bra and pulled out a carton of cigarettes.
Emma opened the pack and pulled out a lighter and a cigarette. She put the cigarette to her lips and flicked the lighter on, taking a long inhale and blowing it out to the side. “You did good. average. I expect a better output tomorrow, yes? nod your head.” she spoke.
(y/n) nodded her head, before trying to sit up, still a little shaky from the moment before. Emma smiled, putting the cigarette out in the cup of hardly drank coffee. “I expect you to clean my desk, since you made it a mess.” her expression changed into a more rough look. “I will be back for lunch, spic and span, (y/n).”
She walked to the exit, opening the door and loudly closing it. Seriena looked around the room, pulling her skirt back down and shakily standing on her legs. she straighten herself out again before looking back at the desk, a large smile coming to her face.
‘fuck. yes’
