I wasn’t even clocked-in at the time. I was either off for the day or off for the rest of the day, but there I was, at the job for some reason or another. Perhaps I lived nearby and was just there to get my paycheck. In any case, I was laying on the floor, on my back, in what could’ve been an exaggerated display of tiredness or boredom, when Heather, my boss in the dream and former boss in real life, walked over to me and sat on my face.

She did it as a joke and it worked because the people around us, co-workers and a friend I was with, erupted in laughter as I wiggled about, pretending to be stuck. It was a funny and pleasing experience in that I enjoyed having her pussy and ass so close to my face with only work slacks and panties between us. “I heard of people having their heads stuck up their bosses ass, but goddamn,” I said, which brought on more laughter.

2012 June 17