Bossun Sket Dance Novels & Stories

And I had exactly three seconds to figure out how to explain why my boss was standing in our apartment. My mouth parted to speak, but Adrian beat me to it. "I believe we've never officially met," Adrian said smoothly, stepping forward with the practiced charm of a politician. He extended a hand toward my husband. "I'm Adrian Beaumont. Meret's boss." Look at him. Offering the same hand that had been on my body two minutes ago to the man I'd sworn to honor and cherish. Ethan took a second to process the name before extending his own hand. "Ethan Sterling. Nice to meet you, Mr. Beaumont."

he smirked. Ugh, you evil son of a bitch! He pulled down his shorts, revealing his erection. He put my legs on his shoulder and positioned himself on my entrance, then thrust inside. I groaned as I felt his hard cock rub my insides. I couldn't hold it anymore as he had been teasing me so much. My body trembled uncontrollably as I climaxed. "Well, that didn't take long," he commented. "Fuck you, Mr. Boss," I whined. He chuckled and continued to drown me in ecstasy.

Lucky bastard. The man's hands once again moved over his drunk dance partners voluptuous body. Cody's eyes went wide as he watched the man's hands move to Anne's succulent ass and give it a squeeze through her tight fitting jeans. The two tipsy dancers were practically dry humping each other on the dance floor, joint at the hip as they moved with the beat of the music. The old man was kneading the firm cheeks of Anne's ass, thoroughly groping her for all he was worth.

He paused for effect, played a whoop whoop sort of sound and said "Happy birthday Danielle, you know you are one of my favorite humans, enjoy the song" Danielle’s favorite song came on, and she screamed “Yass!” She started jumping up and down. She was gyrating to the song as she screamed – “You are the best Dodoskky” . They were still dancing when some guys walked into the club. Danielle saw her boss amongst them and stopped dancing. She called the attention of Bibiana and Tokunbo and pointed towards her boss while talking to them.

What the fuck. Ross looked his way, and he cocked his head to the VIP section. The two of them walked over to where Kieran was seated and he took a swig of his whiskey. “Boss, we have a potential new dancer.” He said and Kieran let his eyes travel up her body.

His bitch! Sprawling on the couch, Viso tilted his head and stared at the blonde girl, dancing boldly and wildly with a boy on the dance floor on a dirty song. She gave a seductive look to Viso. Her buttocks were almost naked with that short silver skirt which led the seeker with wild imaginations.

His body remained in plain human form. ​The agonizing silence continued. A cold breeze from the air conditioner in the corner of the room began to blow, making Samuel's bare skin slowly break out in goosebumps. ​Finally, Nichole let out a long sigh. ​Nichole slowly stood up from her position. She leaned down, picked up the blanket from the floor, and with an incredibly cautious and patronizing movement, she wrapped it back around her boss's waist, covering the man's manhood, which now looked very pathetic in Nichole's eyes.

Aisha dared him. Vince laughed and actually danced in front of Boss Sky. “Hey! Foul! Don’t dance for my Amore mio!” Aisha’s cheerful mood turned a little sour. “Alright, next round!” she said, trying to sit Vince back down. They spun the bottle again. This time, it landed on Joshua. “DARE!” Everyone clapped. “Kiss the girl you think is the prettiest here on the cheek!” Everyone gasped. Vince really knew how to push buttons.

How can a person as disgusting as Vincent be loved by so many people? "He sponsors this event every year. Pretends to help care for the poor and disabled by donating to charities." Nathan whispered in my ear. “But they don’t know who he really is.” "But this year, we're not going to introduce him as we do every year. Ladies and Gentlemen, I'm thrilled to announce that Mr. McKenna is already inside this Hall and somewhere amongst you. He has requested a quite appearance tonight, so without delay, we're going to start the main event, the Waltz!" Another round of cheers and applause followed throughout the room. "And remember the rules, you'll need to remove your mask as soon as the dance is ov

he says with a wink. I look over to Johnny who has his jaw clenched, staring daggers at Damon. Damon pulls me to my feet, swirls me around and leads me straight to the dancefloor. Once on the floor we start shaking our hips to the beat of the music. We join a large circle of people who all seem to know Damon. Damon is a great dancer. He teaches me his best hip- hop and breakdance moves, which I replicate with ease. I am having so much fun. The DJ releases water cannons, which aim straight for us. Within seconds we are soaked, our clothes and hair sticking to our bodies. The circle opens up and it is my turn to show off my moves. My dorky childish side takes over and I do every move from the