the house cleaner and the tyrant

couldn't stop myself

Signing a bit, type moved about to furrow his brow has he was too his side to feel warmth on his back.
Gia?
Moving his head up and down a bit, type kept his eyes tightly shut to relish in this fantasy.
Turning over, he then placed his hands to the chest to then become confused.
Where are your breasts gia?
Type then moved his thumb to the person's nipples for them to coo a bit.
"What....nn... Do you think your doing?"
Type immediately opened his eyes to then look up, to pant, to then shutter.
Mr. Karka then peered his eyes down.
"Mm, your pretty frisky in the morning."
Types eyes darted to then have what they did before wash through him, he then pushed his boss away to then take a blanket to wrap about himself to sit up to look down, breathing very hard.
Mr. Karka raised an eye brow has he laid to his side to look up at type.
"How can you be this way, especially with what we did last night?"
Type then squeezed his eyes tightly shut.
Mr. Karka then placed his fingers to his mouth.
"Mm, they may have dissolved but your load was quite something, never tasted...."
Type then moved his hands to his eyes to groan in distain.
"Oh god!"
Mr. Karka then got up to chuckle a bit to then look over to widen his eyes has he saw types phone, leaned against the wall. He furrowed his brow to look at it in anger.
"I can't believe....."
He then looked to type.
"Your fired!"
Type removed his hands to look at him.
"Excuse me!? You can't fire me for what you did and..."
Type winced has his boss wrapped a hand to his throat.
"You..... Were recording!?"
Types eyes widen to then peer them to the side to eye the phone to make a face.
Shit! Wait, why am I thinking that, this is good and.....
Type darted his eyes, he was a bit confused.
Mr. Karka gripped a bit harder.
"Get your shit and get out of my house! I need to call my lawyer."
Mr. Karka then let him go to get up extremely mad.
Type watched him go to start to feel a ping in his heart, he didn't know why, slowly he brought his hand up to cover to eye the bed confused.
What in the hell is the matter with me! Why am I feeling this way! God, he is a perverted, sexist son of a..... But...... He is nice, forth coming and sweet, also does show general concern.... But...
Type signed to then get up to then get dressed to then go to his phone to then go to the guest room to charge it, sitting to the edge of the bed, he turned it on to listen to it, since it was dark. His eyes darted to then look down at his hard on, type signed heavily.
Fuck!
Turning his head, he saw his boss standing in the door way, to have his head hung.
"Why are you still here! I want you to get the...."
Type took a deep breathe to then get up, to then dart his eyes over his boss to then look to his phone to then bring up the delete action to then show it to his boss, he looked to it confused, to then look to type, there eyes darted has he pressed the button.
"Your a perverted, tyrant, jerk, callus, queer! But....."
Type then looked down, he couldn't continue.
Mr. Karka stepped closer to then grab his phone to then toss wherever not caring where it landed, type kept his head hung.
"But?"
Type shook his head a bit.
"Fuck you!"
Mr. Karka couldn't help but let a small smile go to his face, shakily he then brought up a hand to his face to caress to then move it up.
Type breathed hard, he really didn't know what to do, what they did last night did disgust him but not has much has it needed to.
Mr. Karka then slowly peered his eyes to his lips to then take a thumb to the bottom to move it back and forth to remember when type kissed him.
I'm not going to give into you Mr. Turmia but......extending a few things, wouldn't be so bad, it's been so very long, can..... Lose myself a bit, can't let my ex keep this type of hold on my forever.....
Moving his thumb away, mr. Karka then looked up to then move his face closer, type eyed him, to gulp but didn't do anything to fight against it, his boss then placed his lips to his, they stayed unmoving for a bit, to then start to move there mouths about the others. Type then slowly moved his arms up to wrap them about his neck has mr. Karka lowered his hand to place both to his waist to pull him closer, the two slowly closed there eyes to get a bit more into this.
Types eyes jolted open when Mr. Karka used his tongue to open his mouth too then place it in to then move it about his, to then move it on the roof of his mouth to then go back to his tongue to do a few tricks, type then closed his eyes to roll them into the back of his head, kissing gia could never compare to this.
Type then pressed his body to his boss to get a lot more into this.
Coming into reality, Mr. Karka then placed his hands to his chest to then push him away, there eyes darted to breathe heavily.
Mr. Karka then gritted his teeth.
"Since you.... Deleted the..... You not fired, so..... Go to work!"
Mr. Karka let him go to then turn to leave slamming the door, type hung his head to bring his fingers to his lips to close his eyes to feel very confused.
What the fucking hell was that!
He then turned his head to open his eyes to eye his phone a bit in anger.
Damnit! What did I do! Can't believe I......
Fuck!!
To the other side of the door, mr. Karka had his body to it to hang his head to have his fingers to his lips to make a face has well.
What the hell is the matter with me! I am not going to invest myself to him!
I shouldn't have taken back me firing him! This is bad! Horrible!
Mr. Karka groaned has he left the door to go to his office to go to work, both were unaware this was only the start into something for them, something very bad mixed with the good.