Some say those who are usually in a
dominant role in their work
environments like to engage in
submissive roles outside of work, as a
way of release, if you will. But,
sometimes, getting outside of work simply cannot wait… Tall, taut, tan, highly educated and
intelligent, acutely articulate, and just
simply elegant, he was the perfect
candidate for the entry-level assistant
position she had been so laboriously
seeking to fill. The others before him infallibly paled in comparison. This one
touched something deep inside her,
awakened the recesses within her
body that seemed long dormant-dead.
Each morning she would watch him at
the water cooler, how his gait, the way her merely moved, aroused the
unfulfilled desires within her. She was
the boss, the one who had all the
control. There was no way he could
deny her, no way he could deprive her
of all her most lascivious fantasies. He wanted to make her happy, wanted
to prove he was worthy to be in her
presence. He would do whatever it
took to satisfy her every need. No
matter the task. Staying late night after
night would be sure to please her. And, it did. On this particular night, she had called
him into her office. It was late. Dark.
The silence permeated the institutional
walls like a sponge. The sultry heat
from the night air was wafting through
the building’s windows. She could feel the warm sweat from her soft skin
run down the middle of her chest,
glistening in the warm glow of
moonlight that was coming in from the
window. He entered her office and she had told
him to close the door. He did as he was
instructed. She told him to come over
to her. He acquiesced. She told him to
have his way with her. He did. With one swift move, both of his hands
ripped open her beautiful, white silk
blouse. He couldn’t bear to wait to
unhook her bra to expose her ever
hardening nipples that were
surrounded by the luscious, soft skin of her ample breasts, so he simply lifted
the bra over her head while he
devoured her tits in his wet mouth. Her
pussy began to moisten and she could
feel her flower start to open, bud. The
fire between her legs was growing and she anticipated what he was going
to do next to her yearning body. The
thought was almost too painful to bear. He reached down and hiked up her
tight, black pencil skirt, exposing her
nude, flesh-colored fishnets. He
reached for the crotch and ripped them
apart. She wore no panties, so he
fingers found her dripping cunt swelling, opening. She felt a few of his
fingers exploring deep inside her,
sending waves of ecstasy down her
entire body. Just when she thought she
was nearing the point of no return, he
stopped and ordered her to her knees. She didn’t have to be told. She fastidiously undid his Italian
leather belt, slid it through the hoops of
his Armani slacks, carefully unzipped
his fly, and found his throbbing thick
cock waiting for her anxious mouth.
She took him in deep. His head threw back with intense pleasure as she
sucked every inch of his eager rod. She
couldn’t get enough of the taste of
him, her eager tongue working his
balls, the underside of his shaft. She
could taste the beginnings of his spunk in the back of her hot throat. He
thought he was going to implode, but
he wanted more of her. He couldn’t
bear the thought of his cock not
exploring her pussy, or her tight, hot
ass. He took her gently by the head and picked her up off her knees. He
kissed her mouth ferociously as she
succumbed to his pillowy lips and deft
tongue. Oh, how she imagined that
very same tongue deep in her bottom.
How many nights had she vividly fantasized about this very night? And, it
was here. Before she could conjure up her next
thought, she found herself on all fours
on top of her own desk. His skillful
hands spreading her ass cheeks apart
so wide, she was sure she would split
into two. Her tiny, tight, brown hole beginning to blossom with every wet,
teasing stroke of his tongue. Her pussy
was becoming increasingly wet and
she could feel her hot, salty juices
make their way down her thighs. She
begged him to give it to her, to dive into her ass with his gorging dick. She wanted him to explore her depths
fiercely, passionately. The taste of her
ass made his cock ache with pleasure.
He reached around and took one of her
hands and made her insert her fingers
inside her swollen pussy. His hand stayed on top of hers until he was fully
satisfied she was playing with herself
to his satisfaction. Then, spreading her
ass, he plunged into her with such
excitement and fervor, she thought she
would pass out from the pleasure alone. She couldn’t remember the
last time a man had filled her up so
effectively. She could feel him slightly
tear her, and it provoked him even
more. He pumped relentlessly inside
her while she continued to diligently finger her tight, sweltering cunt. She
imagined another one of her young,
handsome colleagues bursting through
the door and fucking her mouth
endlessly. She craved being filled up in every way
imaginable. She could feel herself
getting closer to the edge, the edge
where she will spill over in waves of
ecstasy while he continued to pump
her. As she got closer, she could feel him getting increasingly harder, longer,
thicker. The mere thought of him
ripping her insides sent her gasping as
she was spilling over. Her eyes rolled
to the back of her head as she shook
with pleasure, her pussy and ass contracting, enveloping his cock. She
could barely hold herself up as he
exploded deep inside her obedient ass.
His one hand on her tight cheek, the
other on the back of her neck. He cried
out in pure pleasure as his hot spunk filled up every inch of her beautiful,
submissive ass. They lay there, in one hot, molten heap
atop her desk, in the afterglow of the
smoldering, humid air that fell around
them. Just another day-night- on the job.
