Phoenix Girlfriend (Complete)

    You start your new job today. To be honest, you’re incredibly excited about it. You’ve taken on a secretary position at an animal clinic. You’ve always loved animals, and you’re going to school to be a veterinarian, so you’re hoping this new job helps you. You’re also nervous because of your new boss. Now, this may sound silly to some, everyone is always worried about their new boss. Nothing new! The only thing is, your new boss is really something. 

    Dr. Eir is not only very well respected in her field, in fact, you’ve read several of her papers in your class, but she’s also amazingly beautiful. During your interview, you had the hardest time forming your thoughts because of how attractive you found her. The pictures you had seen of her did not do her justice. She was older, showing some lines around the eyes, but her skin was remarkable. She had dark olive skin, and you couldn’t help wondering what she tasted like. Her dark eyes could slice you to ribbons, and you wouldn’t mind it. When she interviewed you, she wore this body-hugging black dress. It was a turtleneck with long sleeves, and it drove you crazy. It formed to her every curve, and for a moment you could swear you saw her nipple piercings through it. But that’s insane! Your imagination was going wild.

    You walk into the building and see Dr. Eir tending to some of the animals. She picks up a cat and strokes it, the cat purrs loudly and nuzzles under her chin. Your heart could explode, and you wouldn’t notice. How does someone look so sexy and cute at the same time?

    “Oh,” she smiles at you. “Good morning,” she offers you the cat. “Are you excited to start your first day?”

    You nod, unable to get your words out.

    She pouts and smiles. “Don’t be nervous,” she touches your cheek, and your lashes flutter. “I promise, I’m going to take excellent care of you.”

    You’ve never crushed this hard before. “Thank you, Doctor!” You gasp.

    She smiles and chuckles. “Please, call me Eir,” her voice is so sultry and silky, it’s like chocolate come to life.

    She shows you around the office, tells you some duties she’d like you to do like tending to the plants and keeping the front area clean. “Don’t worry about heavy cleaning. I have someone hired who does that for me. My daughter is on vacation now, but she’ll be back soon. She usually sees to the training portion, but you had such good experience and references I figured you’d be my easiest hire.” She then laughs. “Oh shit, did that make me sound lazy?”

    “Not at all, you sounded more sneaky than lazy, Eir.” You could say her name a million times and never grow tired of it.

    Eir smirks at you. “Is it bad that I also hired you because you’re cute?”

    You’re dead, you’re sure of it.

    Eir giggles. “Forgive me, I’m a sucker for big, pretty eyes.”

    Is she flirting with you?

    She leans over the desk and her breast pressed against your shoulder. “Here’s your new notebook,” she tells me. “There’s also the calendar and the schedule book,” she tells me. She goes over everything she likes for scheduling and patient call-ins. You focus and listen to everything she says, but it’s hard with her fantastic body pressed against you.

    Her hands then squeeze your shoulders. “You think you can handle that?” She asks.

    You nod. “Of course! This is going to be much more enjoyable than the dentist office I worked on.”

    She winks at me and grins. “I’m glad to hear that. When It comes lunch break, I’ll reward you handsomely.” She saunters off, taking a white lab coat from a hook. You watch her, unable to pry your eyes away from her amazing legs and perfect ass.

    “Oh fuck!” You groan. You’re really in trouble. Having such a massive crush on your boss isn't good. But how can you fight it? She’s so lovely and smells so good, she’s beautiful and has a body to die for. She’s smart too, and you admire her work and see her as a great mentor. You know you’ll have to force yourself out of this crush. It isn’t easy though.

    She greets you warmly each day at work. She brings in coffee and pastries sometimes, always somehow knowing what you want in the morning. The more you watch her, the more you realize what a reasonable person she is. She’s patient with her clients, humans and animals alike. She’s tough too, never letting anything get past her. She’s someone you want to be. Strong, intelligent, beautiful, and somehow effortless. It’s like she glides on the air.

    One evening as you’re cleaning up the front area after closing she walks out. “You’re doing amazing, I just wanted to thank you.”

    “Oh, no really,” you gasp, feeling your cheeks burn.

    “If this doesn’t sound too weird, I’d like to take you to dinner,” she approaches you and tucks a loose lock of hair behind your ear. 

    “Oh,” you gasp. “Really?”

    She nods. “My daughter is still on vacation, and I’m getting quite lonely without a dinner companion,” she winks.

    It shocks you that people aren’t falling at her feet to take her out to dinner. “I wouldn’t mind keeping you company, Eir.” 

    After finishing locking up everything, you walk down the street. She steps close beside you, and you can smell her perfume. She’s worked all day, with sick animals nonetheless, and she still smells fantastic. 

    “Are you enjoying working at the clinic?” She asks.

    “Yes!” You gasp. “It’s been amazing. I am really grateful for the opportunity.”

    “It must be hard,” she says. “Working and going to school full time.”

    You shrug. “I’m used to it. Back in high school I had two jobs and still went to school. It feels normal to me at this point.”

    Her eyes widen, and jaw goes slack a bit. “You must be kidding!”

    You shake your head. “I actually started working in eighth grade. From there I just needed the extra work when I could get it.”

    “But why?” She gasps.

    You just shrug. “Just...normal reasons I guess.”

    “Oh sorry,” she touches my arm. “That’s probably personal. I didn’t mean to pry like that.”

    Her touch feels so good, she’s always so warm. “It’s ok, really. You were just concerned is all.”

    She sighs and points you towards the restaurant. It’s quite fancy, you’ve passed by it several times and have been lured by the smell, but it seemed like another world on the inside.

    She leads you in, bypassing the hostess and sitting you down at a booth near the back. There’s candlelight, and the atmosphere feels very romantic and exotic. A waiter comes by, and Eir gives her a drink order, water and then a pitcher of sangria. A moment later the waiter returns with the drinks as well as bread and an olive oil concoction for the table.

    “I hope you don’t mind,” she smiles. “They have the best sangrias here.” She pours my drink and offers it to me.

    “No, I love them,” I reply. I take a sip and feel relaxed already.

    She beams and dips a slice of bread into the oil. In the ambient light, you see something glitter on her skin. It looks red, and the shape is similar to a feather. You stare for a moment and then she offers you a slice of bread.

    “Go ahead, try it,” she says. “It’s addictive.”

    You dip the bread into the oil and take a bite. You moan softly. “Oh my god.”

    The smile on Eir’s face lasts for a second and then she bites her bottom lip. She looks so sexy, you can barely stand it.

    The waiter returns, bringing several large terracotta bowls full of food. There’s couscous with vegetables and shrimp, another bowl has a thick, meaty stew that’s pungent but mouthwatering. 

    “This looks amazing!” You gasp.

    “Eat all you want, my treat for tonight,” Eir purrs.

    I do eat, feeling sluggish and sated from the food and drink. After we’re done, Eir has everything bagged up and gives it to me. “Should be a good meal for you tomorrow,” she says.

    “Thank you, I very much enjoyed that!” You look up at her, feeling the sangria coursing through you warmly. “It was very nice.”

    She puts her arm around your waist. “You’re swaying, my dear.”

    You lean into her, enjoying the warmth of her body.

    “I could treat you like this often,” she says. “I would love to make you happy,” she whispers near my ear.

    You look up at her, seeing her dark eyes and parted lips. You don’t know if it’s the sangria talking or your own desires, but you close your eyes and tilt up your chin. You feel her lips on yours, and you moan softly. Her arm around your waist pulls you closer and her other hand tangles into your hair.

    “Mm,” she sighs as she pulls back. “You taste good.”

    “Oh fuck,” you whisper.

    She giggles and smooths her thumb along your bottom lip. “I know I’m your boss,” she purrs. “If you don’t like this I’ll stop.”

    Panic seizes you. “Don’t,” you whimper. 

    “Oh?” She arches her brows. Her palm pets down to your rear, and she squeezes gently. “You don’t mind me manhandling you?” She teases.

    You giggle and kiss her neck, she sighs softly and pushes you away. “Not so fast, cutie,” she says. “Let me woo you a bit more. A few gifts here, a few dinners there, then I’ll devour you like prey,” she purrs into your ear.

    “I’m so horny,” the words slip out, and you rear back, clasping your hands over your mouth. “Oh shit!” You gasp. “Oh god! That was the sangria!”

    She snorts and laughs, holding her belly. You feel so mortified, but you can’t help but giggle. You laugh with her, and she wraps you up in her arms. She kisses you, and you feel all your heat pool between your thighs, soaking your panties.

    “Good girl,” she licks my lips and steps back. “I’ll see you in the morning, cutie.” She winks and turns away, leaving you in front of your apartment feeling needy, wet, and dreamy.

    The next morning when you walk into work, she’s looking over charts. Her hair is pulled up into a tight bun. On the back of her neck, you see those shimmery red, feather markings again. You almost feel like its a trick of the light, you’re not sure its real.

    She turns and smiles at you. “Good morning.”

    Your cheeks burn. “Morning,” you start.

    She comes to you. “Did you sleep well last night?” She brushes her knuckles on your cheek. “Your face is flushed.”

    You fidget and bite your lip. “I sleep well.”

    She dips down to whisper into your ear. “I’m glad.”

    She knew what she was doing, and you liked it. 

    She stands back up and grins. “Another good day at the office then! Enjoy your coffee.” She points to the cup on the desk. You pick up your cup and see where your name should be written instead is “horny.” You beam, grinning from ear to ear.

    Over the next few days, she continues to woo you. She buys you beautiful clothes, having them sent to your apartment. She gets you a new chair for your desk. One day she sends you a bouquet of red roses as a box full of beautiful, sexy underwear.

    Then, on your day off, you get a call. “Come over tonight,” she purrs. “I’ll make you dinner, and then we can talk.”

    “Oh, sure,” you gasp.

    “Wear something new,” she chuckles. “That little blue dress will be cute.”

    Your heart hammers all day. In fact, you have to touch yourself to calm down. When it comes the time, you fidget in the car she sends for you. You go up to the front door, and she opens it right away. She takes your breath away. She’s dressed in a form-fitting purple dress. She’s not wearing a bra, and for sure you see her nipple piercings through the fabric.

    “Welcome,” she pulls you inside and kisses your cheek. “I’m so glad you’re here.” She pulls you in, and as you look at her, you see the red shimmery feather markings again. She looks at me and touches the dress. “I knew you’d look so cute in that.” She pinches the hem and smirks. “Do you mind?”

    You shake your head, biting your lip as she lifts up the skirt to reveal the underwear you’re wearing. 

    “The black pair, good.” She lays your skirt back down. “Now, before we go any further, cutie.” She kisses your cheek again. “I need to tell you something.” She takes a step back from you. She removes her dress, standing before you naked. She then strokes her arm, and you see the feather markings on her skin begin to glow. They sizzle like sparklers, and then they flash. She stretches out, spreading wings and soon she stands before you, looking like a raven made of lava. Her feathers glow orange and red, her eyes still dark and dusky. She dips down, nuzzling her beak to your cheek.

    “If you’re afraid, I understand. I didn’t want to continue our relationship without you knowing.” She then holds her wings open. “You can leave or stay. If you leave, you will still have your job and my friendship, I just expect you to keep quiet. Trust for trust, after all.”

    You reach out, touching her plumage and feeling how warm she is. “You’re so beautiful,” you whisper.

    Her wings wrap around you, and you’re surrounded by sparks and flashes. You then feel her lips on you. She kisses you hungrily, and her fingers dig into your hips. “Mm,” she sucks your tongue and pulls back. She grins at you. “No questions?” She asks.

    “What are you?” You whisper breathlessly.”

    “I’m a phoenix,” she purrs. “And I’m looking for a mate.” She kisses your neck and jaw. 

    You look down, seeing she’s still very naked. The piercings in her nipples glitter bright gold and your mouth waters.

    She tilts your chin up. “I’m up here cutie,” she grins. “I have dinner ready,” she licks your lips. “But I have a feeling that’s not what you’re hungry for.”

    You shake your head. “I want you, Eir.”

    “Good girl,” she purrs then lifts you up. She carries you to her bedroom and lays you down on the bed. She raises her hand, and her fingertips glow. All around you, candles light up. In their light, the shimmering feathers on her skin glow.

    She lifts your hips and pushes up your skirt. She touches your panties and groans. “You’re really wet.”

    “Sorry,” you whimper. “I get wet so easily.”

    She kisses your thighs. “Don’t apologize. I love a juicy fruit.” She pushes your panties aside, and a giddy grin crosses her face. “Hello new friend,” she dips down, kissing your folds and licking up your excess cream. You gasp and fall back onto the bed rubbing your cheek to the silk sheets.

    She uses her fingers to open you up. “Pretty, pretty,” she licks you. Her tongue is so warm, and it makes you shiver. 

    She kisses your clit, swirling her tongue around it before she suctions to it. Her soft lips won't let it go, she sucks like she’s trying to get banana pudding through a small straw. You whimper and gasp, reaching down and tangling your fingers in her long dark hair. 

    Two fingers ease inside you, curling and hitting the sweet spot inside you. She pumps her hand as she sucks and you start to cry out. Your voice goes higher and higher until it chokes off. You gush, creaming her fingers and chin. When she pulls back, strings of your cum coat her.

    “Oh fuck yes,” she giggles. She licks you up and crawls on top of you. “Did you like that?”

    You’re dazed and elated. You’ve never felt that good before.

    Eir unzips your dress and pulls it off you. She licks your breast and teases your little nipples. She giggles and nips it, you shudder.

    “Come on now, cutie,” she purrs. “We’re not done yet.”

    You bite your lip and giggle. “I want to taste you.”

    She smirks and rises up, she straddles your head and lowers herself down onto your face. Her dark folds rub to your lips and your stretch your tongue out to taste her. You reach up, grabbing her hips as he rolls them. Eir gasps and sighs, her fingers kneading against your mound.

    You pull her down, sucking her and she cries out. Her fingers push inside you again, and you whimper against her. You suck her clit, trying to do what she did to you. She gasps and sighs, thrusting her hips and rubbing herself against you. You taste her, her warm cream dribbles along your tongue. You suck her more, feeling her thighs tremble and squeeze around your head. She gasps and shudders, her bright markings become vibrant and colorful. They spark and sizzle, and she lifts off you, falling down onto the bed, her cheek on your thigh.

    “Oh damn!” She giggles. “Oh fuck.”

    You lean over, kissing her thigh and hip. “Was it good?”

    She sits up and turns, she lays on top of you, rubbing her breasts against yours. She kisses you, heated and passionate. She sucks your tongue and purrs. “So good, cutie.” She lays her head on your chest and tangles her leg with yours.

    “You’re so warm,” you sigh.

    She kisses you again. “Are you hungry yet?” She asks.

    You touch her cheek and smile. “Not yet. I still haven’t gotten enough of you.”

    She bites her lip. “I think I made a good choice.” She kisses you. “I’m going to fall madly in love with you, just wait.”

    Your heart hammers and you kiss her neck and shoulder. “Me too.”