After drinking late with my female boss and missing the last train, I was invited to my boss' house and spent the night.I was excited by the difference between my boss's wet hair and wet skin after bathing, my muscular, slender, busty body peeking out from my gray Calvink's sports bra loungewear, and the gap between her tight-looking suits at work, so I pushed her down.Although he was rejected at least once, he scolded me, saying, "I understand. Only tonight. I'll forget about it when tomorrow comes. Is it OK?" and yet he accepted my desires, and we had sex many times, lamenting that we had mornings when we returned to our relationship between our boss and subordinates.
