GITJ Post 396: Cat n Mouse, p7

Melissa Monroe, Office Manager of what would soon no longer be Far Horizons Medical Associates, had just laid her boss and lover down to bed. She’d let him slide out of her arms, still sleeping soundly, and  on to her nice soft bed. Melissa took a moment to muse to herself as she caught her reflection in the mirror. She watched the warm discharge of his latest climax congealing on her breasts, sparkling in the dim light. She’d brought him to pleasure with her hand, sprayed it onto her chest. The sight of his seed on her skin was fascinating to her, and she spent the next several minutes just staring at the sight of herself in the bedroom mirror. .

She pondered. She thought about how things were. She had always been the good girl, doing things that her mother would want her to do. Did she like being that way, or was she doing it for others?

Melissa considered that question. She wasn’t sure.

She was sure of something, though. She was sure that she loved him. She was sure that she wanted to protect him. But she also wanted to succeed, she wanted to have her career, too. What a challenge for women, right? The balance between love, family, and success? It was a struggle, always had been, but Melissa knew she could rise to it. Rise above it. And rather than hold her back, Jay would help her grow and be even more successful.

The world was changing. She could love him and be among the new elite, she knew it. She could be more than just an Office Manager. Yes, that had been her big dream, it's why she went to school. She’d pictured a position just like this, being a boss. And she’d achieved it, but now - she had to admit - she wanted more. She wanted so much more. She wanted him, yes, but she wanted to be more powerful, she wanted to have more influence, but more than anything, she secretly, wanted to see the contrast. She wanted to see the comparison between herself and him. She needed to make it grow. Make the difference between her and Jay bigger and bigger and bigger, and make him see it too.

She would dwarf him. She would be more powerful than him.. Stronger than he was, bigger than he was, richer than he was. She was going to be everything that he ever was and then ten times more. She was going to be the best, better than anyone else.

As this self-realization dawned, she knew what she needed to do. She needed to do all she could to gain more power.

Can I really do this? As she gazed deep into herself, studying the reflection of the tall, regal woman in the mirror, she asked herself that question. She was growing more beautiful by the day, but was that really her deep down? She pouted, once again drawn to his tribute flowing off her breasts. If she were honest with herself, she really wasn’t sure if she could do this, herself, but if there was one thing she was confident about, it was her love and devotion for him. If it was for him, she was confident that she would give it her all. I'll give it everything I have. And when I do that, nothing can stop me.

Melissa once again focused her attention on the woman in the mirror. She gave herself her most intense look, long, thick eyelashes lowering slightly and the green and gold radiance of her eyes flashing, penetrating deep inside. The look sent a shiver of arousal through her. She was strong, beautiful - she knew that. But she could become so much more.

Unconsciously she’d drifted into a silent manifestation, one she repeated over and over.

You love him so much. You love him so much. You’re going to protect him from the world and he’s going to help you grow.

Her heart quickened, nipples hardening as she thought of the power she would have if she - if they - could do this. Her magnificent body could be more than a palisade of sensuality if she let it, more than a superweapon. She could aspire to be something that no one - not she, not her handlers, not even her mother - had ever imagined. There was a twinge of concern in the back of Melissa’s mind that if she gave into this idea, she might never be able to stop.

But, you know what? She didn’t care. He…no, they. They were the only thing that mattered.

Her mind made up, arousal came forth again, and she allowed it. A soft moan escaped her perfect, full lips before she shook herself to her senses, turning away from the mirror and slowly back to him, regarding him where he lay.

Jay.

Her demeanor immediately softened. They were so in love! Becoming so much more together! So much had happened tonight, so much. This evening, she’d begun to truly reveal herself to him  - well, things he probably knew already, but had had a hard time accepting -she was able to finally start being honest with him. She’d been manic, she knew, worked up and not thinking straight but the honesty, actually, felt really good. If they were going to be boyfriend and girlfriend (and oooo maybe someday even more!) they needed to be open with one another, right? Boyfriends and girlfriends are like that! And he had taken such big steps! He was starting to be really honest with her about how he was feeling, about what he really wanted. He was really opening himself up, and it was so exciting!

With his snooping around, she realized he was curious about everything. She understood, she really did, and she knew he was being very brave. He was beginning to accept what she was becoming, what she was aspiring to and , not only was he accepting it, but he was going to willingly help her grow.

She’d been so afraid, that if he found out what she was doing, he would reject her. She thought she might have to force him, trick him into it, but he actually wanted to help her! They were together now, and, together? The two of them? Omigod! They could do so much together! They could be - nnngh! This is so HOT! -  unstoppable!

She looked over him and began, now, to speak silently to him. It felt like another manifestation. It felt good.

Honey, sweetie, you look so adorable laying there, my perfect boyfriend!

He was on her bed, atop the covers, unconscious and completely spent. She knew he’d get cold soon, so exposed and naked, unless she crawled in with him to warm him. You need me that way, I know, and you’ll need me more like that every day. He looked so small, so adorably thin and bony and weak and she loved it. His enormous member lay flopped, flaccid but swollen, across his right hip. Even so soon after his last climax it seemed to pulse whenever she looked at it. So I guess you need me too haha.

She blew it a kiss. More pulses.

Oh, Jay, we are in for such an adventure together, she continued to muse, feeling her heart swelling up with excitement and affection, you’re going to help me get so big and successful. She felt the urge to start really manifesting right now, speaking silently to him, about him, about changes she wanted in him and in his body, making their reality into what she wanted. She was able to resist, though, knowing it was better to take things slow. As long as you stay good, listen to what I say and how to to be, I can let you have a little more of a peek into my world, into what’s happening. I want you to find it out through me, and not go looking around and, like, getting your wires crossed.So as long as you’re a good boy, as long as you’re submissive and behave, me and the girls can start showing you what’s really happening.  Deal?

His cock twitched again, throb throb.

Haha it’s like you’re talking to me when he’s asleep, aren’t you?

Oh, Missy! Stop!! she scolded herself, You’re going to get carried away again!

She reached to the table alongside her bed, slid open its drawer and pulled out a handful of moist towelettes. Lazily, she began to wipe his semen from her chest.

She bit her lower lip. Maybe she could…

She looked wistfully at the messy cock on his hip, throbbing for her attention.

No…first, I should text Randi. I need to get things fixed up downstairs.

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thanks to RiF for help with editing