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More Than My Boss
by RandyPan (randypanthegoatboy@gmail.com)

***

What if Jena Malone worked for Helen Mirren at a big 
company? (FF, oral, rom, celeb-parody)

***

Author's Note: For the sake of not every story of 
mine involving Hollywood and film-making, the 
actresses in this are basically themselves if they 
weren't actresses.

***

Jena was a quiet, mousy girl who worked at a big 
company, as a corporate assistant. Her boss, Ms. 
Mirren, was the CEO. She was a much older British 
woman, who was definitely not one to be fucked with, 
which she'd seen a few younger execs make the mistake 
of doing, but at the same time treated Jena more like 
a friend than an assistant. Truth be told, Jena had a 
great amount of admiration for her boss, but 
sometimes, it felt like something...more.

"Ms. Malone, can you come in here, please?" Jena went 
into Ms. Mirren's office.

"Yes, Ms. Mirren?"

"Jena, how would you like to go to the big convention 
in London next week, as my guest?"

"Really? I-uh, sure, but why me?"

"Oh, come on, Jena. You know I'm useless without 
you." Ms. Mirren winked at Jena, as she often did. As 
usual, Jena had to stifle a giggle.

A week later, Jena was in London; she'd never even 
been out of state before. She'd also never been in 
any place as lavish as the hotel suite she was 
sharing with Ms. Mirren.

"God," she said, once they'd been in the room for a 
few minutes, "this place is amazing! I feel like I 
wanna do something crazy."

"Like what?" Ms. Mirren asked, in an intrigued tone.

"Like, I dunno, order a bathtub full of champagne?"

"That's actually not as much fun as it sounds," Ms. 
Mirren said, then in a lower tone, "Found that out 
the hard way. Well, we can certainly get a bottle up 
here. And how about lunch? Your choice."

"Um, okay. Isn't this place supposed to have great 
Indian food?"

"Oh, excellent. Yes, Indian does sound good."

"From outside, right? Just, you know, I heard most 
food-poisoning cases abroad happen with hotel food."

Ms. Mirren laughed, "You're going to make a great 
executive someday, you know that?"

Jena again stifled a giggle. "Thanks, Ms. Mirren."

"Please, I want you to call me Helen from now on."

"Um, okay. Helen."

The next evening, they were at a formal event. Jena 
was just sort of standing around, with a glass of 
champagne; she never was much at socializing. 
Suddenly, Helen called her over.

"Jena, tell them what you were saying the other day 
about the bond market."

Jena barely remembered the comment she'd made, but 
knew what she thought about that subject, so just 
spewed her opinion at the men Helen was talking to.

"Yes, very perceptive," one of them said.

"Oh, yes," Helen agreed, "Jena's quite brilliant. I 
dare say she'll have my job someday." Jena was 
finding it increasingly harder to keep from 
sniggering.

Later on, the pair returned to the suite.

"Well, you seem to have made quite an impression 
tonight."

Jena couldn't hold it back anymore, and let out a 
snigger. "Thanks."

"Why do you do that?"

"Uh, do what?"

"Whenever I say something nice about you, you turn 
into that vulture from the cartoons. It's like you're 
not used to being complimented."

Jena again sniggered. "Well..."

"Listen to me, Jena. When I tell you you're amazing, 
it's because you are amazing. You're lovely and 
brilliant, and just a wonderful, beautiful girl."

Jena turned bright red, and had to fight to keep from 
covering her face with her hands. Recovering she 
said, "Thank you."

Helen then changed the subject. "Oh, I almost forgot, 
I was going to take care of the bill tonight, so we 
could leave quickly tomorrow. You think you could see 
to that?"

"Oh, uh, yeah." Helen handed her the corporate card.

Paying the bill only took a few minutes, and then she 
was back in the room.

"Helen?"

"In here." The voice came from the bathroom. Jena 
went in, to find Helen, lying in the bath. "It's not 
champagne, but I thought you might join me anyway."

In spite of her age, Helen still looked... good. Jena 
instantly started removing her clothes, then, once 
naked, got in, and almost immediately, their lips 
met, as they embraced in the hot, soapy water.

A few minutes later, the two lay on Helen's bed, 
still wet from the bath, lips locked, Helen holding 
Jena lovingly. Helen started to kiss Jena's neck, 
then her shoulders, and her chest, and gently sucked 
on Jena's hard nipples. "Huuuhhh..." Jena sighed 
blissfully, as Helen continued to kiss every inch of 
her body; her stomach, her thighs, her hips. Jena 
could tell Helen had made love to more than a few 
women in her time.

Before she knew it, Helen began performing 
cunnilingus on her. Here was where Jena really knew 
how experienced her boss was. "Ha! ... Ah! ... Oh..." 
Jena let out a series of high-pitched gasps, as Helen 
ate her out. As Helen probed deeper, Jena started 
rubbing her nipples, and grinding her head into the 
pillow. "Oh... Oh God!" Jena's body jerked and 
twisted as she came. After, Helen kissed her way back 
up. They kissed again, until Jena spoke. "Helen, can 
I tell you something?"

"Yes?"

"That's the first time I've ever been, uh..."

"Oh. Really?"

"Yeah."

"Well... How was it?"

Jena responded by again kissing her, and then, "I 
wanna do you now."

"Well, okay. If you like."

Helen now lay in Jena's place. Not really knowing 
specifically what to do, Jena just started licking 
the outside of Helen's vaj. "Oh... yeah..." Helen 
sighed.

"Is that okay?" Jena asked.

"Oh, fantastic," Jena continued, going a little 
deeper now. Helen clutched at herself, and squeezed 
her large breasts. Jena was clearly a natural. "Rub 
my clit," she whispered. Jena started rubbing Helen's 
clit with thumb, as she probed deeper with her 
tongue.

Helen almost clawed her tits off when she came. Jena 
came back up, and they kissed some more. "Oh, God, I 
haven't cum like that in years."

Helen held Jena close, and Jena cozied up to her. 
"You are a beautiful, wonderful girl, Jena," Helen 
whispered, as both dozed off.

END

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