A BIG Boss - Chapter 21 (Patreon)

Chapter 21

It was night already. The sky was clear, no clouds in sight. Above, only stars, you wouldn´t tell exactly how much there are; saying there´s a million may sound about right, but that´s a mistake.

The city lights allowed you to see a few of the actual infinity of stars that there are. And, under this stary night, it´s time for someone to take a bath.

Mrs. Stalwart was at her house. She´s been having some thoughts in mind since she left the office. Maybe it was time to address them, to arrange them. To organize her ideas.

Therefore, she decided to take a bath. A nice, hot, relaxing bath.

She entered the bathroom, the 9´6” giantess, walking through the tile floors on her bare feet. Wearing a big bathrobe. Fluffy, enormous, covering her sensuous body. A belt in the middle, accentuating her luscious, hourglass figure. And her curves, swaying as she walks.

Her enormous breasts, bouncing as they are surely free inside that robe. And the swaying of her hips, making her butt quake sensuously as she moves.

She opened the tap, letting the hot water run down first, and then, she cooled it down.

She was looking at the water, filling up the tub, meanwhile, she was wondering, thinking about Harvey. Could it work between them? Well, there´s only one way to find out. However, in order to get there, first, she must begin.

When the tub was full, she put her hand in, as soon as she touched the warm, nice temperature of the water, she knew it was time to get in.

She undid the knot on her robe, undid the fuzzy belt´s knot.

She began to uncover her body, displaying her enormous sensuality. Her shoulders, and then, falling down, discovering her big, bare, luscious breasts. The robe fell past her waist, hitting her wide hips a little as it then fell to the ground.

Her fleshy hips were in display, letting her big, juicy butt free. Then, her legs, her shapely, plump legs were uncovered.

The curves on her body. Her enormity, her sensuality. She was a muse, the biggest muse there is.

She stepped into the tub, one foot at a time, then, she lowered her body and finally sat in there. She relaxed, taking a deep breath and allowing the nice warm water to hug her body. Resting her head at the edge of the tub.

As she closed her eyes, the first thing that came to her mind was a question. What is love?

Who can give an exact definition of what love is? Some even say it doesn´t exist. That it´s only a combination of interests you have on the other person. That it´s fake, just an illusion created by your own mind.

But that can´t be true. Love´s a feeling, and it´s real. Now, how can you know you´re in love?

Butterflies? Everyone says that, whenever you look at that special person, you feel butterflies all over your stomach. Or, it could be happiness, to feel excited that this special someone is there.

Whatever it is, it cannot be denied that, Love, is a feeling. A nice feeling that someone gives you. Something that feels good, yet, you can´t describe it.

Mrs. Stalwart knows that Harvey awakes a certain interest in her. It makes her react in different ways. Clumsy, shy, to blush. It must be love, there´s no denial on that.

She´s certain she likes him, she even said it, but he didn´t seem to find a way to say he likes her back.

Could it be that he doesn´t? Or, was he too shy? Maybe she intimidates him…

“Oh, that´s not fair,” she started, “I´ve been nothing but good to him. In fact, I´m pampering him.” Dinner, the apartment, even treating him with respect is not one of the things she does around regular people.

She made a confession, that she cares for him. It´s clear that she likes him. Now, was that not corresponded? Was the feeling non mutual? He could´ve said it, he should´ve said it.

Or, maybe, the reason why he hasn´t is because she´s way too intimidating. Which totally makes sense. She´s the boss, she´s older, she´s a figure of authority. And, on top of it all, she´s the biggest woman he´s ever seen! She denotes power, that´s certain.

“Aww, but you shouldn´t be afraid, honey. I won´t hurt you,” she thought, “I only want to hold you. To hug you, kiss you, to… to love you.” Now, what does she have to do to achieve that?

She spent almost a whole hour inside the tub. The water was cool by the time she got out.

Then, she dried up her wet, luscious body with a gigantic towel. Wrapped it up around her body, covering her breasts and her sex, and then, she looked at herself in the mirror.

She was looking at her body. Certainly, a sensuous body. All men want a woman with flesh, curves, meat! She´s got it all. Wide hips, thick legs, an amazing ass! Her waist is slim, and on top of it all, she´s got the biggest breasts! She´s certain, who could have breasts bigger than her? She´s almost ten-feet-tall! And even to her frame, those are enormous!

She was sure it wasn´t her curves that he didn´t like. Therefore, it must be something else. And it was clear.

“Am I… intimidating?” in terms of size, yes, she´s a colossus that looms four-feet taller than him.

But there was more to it than physical intimidation. Her position as his boss could play a major role, but that´s not it. She blamed it mostly on her personality. Her stern, authoritative, and menacing personality.

“But I´ve been working on that!” she complaint, “I´ve been trying to be sweet, kind, attentive!” she doesn´t feel like it´s working.

She´s left too much to his imagination. Maybe it was time to explain…

While she was thinking on a new strategy, Harvey was in bed. Trying to sleep. And I say trying because he wasn´t able to.

He closed his eyes, but he couldn´t get to sleep. All he thought about was what his boss has said.

Special? Was he special? No way, he feels average. Then, she means special to him. But, in which way?

He often fell to the conclusion that she was in love with him. But that couldn´t be, she´s a successful amazon of a woman, and he´s no one! He tried to convince himself that he was just worrying for nothing. But then, he found another reason to look at it from another perspective.

First of all, he´s living at her old place, why? Because she said she wouldn´t stand him sleeping at the job. But then, why didn´t she just fired him? He knows she´s done it before, he heard rumors around the office.

Second, she invited him to dinner. Why would she? Could that be a date? She wasn´t acting as her usual, there seemed to be some sort of… attraction? She was acting as if she was happy, to the point where she cared little, to nothing, about everyone else.

He kept going, for quite a while. In the end, he got some sleep. But not enough sleep.

The next morning, he woke up to the sound of his alarm, the usual. But this time it was different from every other morning; he had slept a total of three-hours. That wasn´t good.

He drank a cup of coffee, and then another one, and finally a third one. He needed to wake up. He took a cold shower and got ready for work.

He felt drained, but he still made it to the office. As he walked to his desk, his eyes felt heavy. And his mind was busy, what´s Mrs. Stalwart true intention? What´s her goal? Could it be a trap?

She was waiting, working, but still, paying attention to the door, waiting for him to arrive. She felt so silly, she was so excited!

After a while, he finally entered the room, but he wasn´t looking very good.

“Is everything ok, Harvey?” she asked, concerned about his zombie-like look.

“Oh, yeah, it´s… I just didn´t have the best sleep last night, but don´t worry, I´m fine.” He replied, looking up at the boss. Her concern seemed genuine, but he wasn´t awake enough to be sure.

“Are you sure?” she asked, a little worked.

“I´m totally sure.” He was, or thought he was.

He got to his desk, took a sit and decided to work. Work should keep him awake, right? Well, as soon as the caffeine effect was done, so was him…

“My, oh my… doesn´t he look cute when he sleeps?” she thought, glaring at him from her desk.

All he could take was an hour. And now, he was sleeping on the job.

“Harvey?” she whispered, “Harvey, are you awake?” she insisted, “This is your boss…” he wasn´t going to wake up any time soon.

“Aww, poor thing. And to think that I should be giving him a warning, oh no, that´s not nice…” her gentle, sweet side was talking.

“Harvey, honey, are you listening?” she asked, now talking to him, as she stood next to his desk. Well, she was bending, with one knee on the ground, but you get the point.

“Honey, as your boss, I can´t allow you to sleep on the job.” She continued. “If you need the day off, I can let you go…” she said. But, is that what she wants?

An idea crossed her mind, he looks so uncomfortable there, how about…

“Ok, now, that´s not good for your back. But, if you like… I can put you somewhere… more comfortable. If you like me to, please, don´t say a word.” She waited for the “response”, knowing well enough that his silence was a yes, and that he was certainly going to remain quiet. So…

“Good!” she said as he “agreed”.

Harvey was having a dream, which was closest to a nightmare, but a realistic one, not one implying the apocalypse or something.

He was worried about falling asleep, so, his nightmare, was of course, related to sleeping on the job.

Right now, he was on the point when, his boss, was scolding him.

“I can´t believe it! Sleeping on the job? Oh, you´re fired!” it was over.

Over on the dream, of course. Because, in the real world, there was something else going on.

His concern was too big, enough so that he woke up. He didn´t realize it, he thought he had just blinked, but he was wrong. He fell asleep on the job.

Now, as he wakes up, the first thing that he wonders is, for how long? And the second, why does his chair feel so… soft?

“Huh?” he said, slowly coming back to reality. He´s still sitting, but it doesn´t feel like his chair. It feels much softer.

And also, where is his head resting? It wasn´t the hard surface of his desk, no. This was somewhere softer. Pillow-like. And, warm?

“Oh, you´re awake.” Said a voice, Mrs. Stalwart´s voice, but she wasn´t coming from his side, but from above. He swallowed.

He wasn´t on his chair, but on her lap. And his face wasn´t resting on the desk´s top, but on her boob. Her big, soft, enormous boob.

“I…” he started, his heart now racing on his chest as he realized he´s sitting on his boss´s lap!

She looked down at him, with loving eyes. Poor guy, he looks so worried. “Shhh, relax. It´s ok.” She said, with a soft, warm tone.

“You shouldn´t sleep on such an uncomfortable desk. It´s bad for your back.” She added, knowing he´ll be better over her soft chest.

She wanted to be soft, gentle, and lovely. Well, she picked him up and allowed him to sleep on her lap. What´s sweeter than that?

“I… I shouldn´t…” be there? Have slept?

“Oh, don´t worry. It´s fine. I decided to let it slip. However, now that we´re here, I´ve got something I want to tell you…” It was the moment of the truth.