7 comments/ 20231 views/ 20 favorites Literotica By: MissyDemeanors HIYA! I have several stories I have yet to publish. This is the first story I've done in first person. Yes grammar needs work, still trying to find an editor I feel comfortable with. I appreciate all the feedback I'm being given and I hope I don't botch the first person too badly. (palewriter I hope this is more your genre) ***** "Today she wore that green skirt I love. I've seen her bend over a dozen times. Her round tight ass doesn't budge in them. She clearly does it to arouse me. I fantasize about forcing her over my desk and..." I have to put my phone down for a minute. I can feel my heart racing reading it. It had taken me hours to read all the stories he had written about me. My boss, Duncan, had a Literotica account. It was by pure accident I found out. I love Literotica and read it all the time but I don't write on it. One day, reading erotic coupling, I came across a story of his. I read it because I thought it was funny the authors penname was similar to Duncan's personal email. It was a detailed account of a personal moment for me. I had been embarrassed to read it. My grandmother had passed. He had hugged me when I started to come close to tears. The writing was caring and sweet even if it did end in sex. He called me "Noel" and he called himself "Ethan" in the stories. It's our middle names. I read all of them and only two made me certain they were about me. For a while I thought I was making up connections. I mean, what were the odds I would stumble across them? I have never looked at my boss that way before. It has been nearly two weeks since I found the post. Reading the most recent one I don't have a doubt left in my mind. I know the green skirt he was talking about. I wear it when I need to feel sexy. It tucks in my stomach and makes my ass look great. Duncan is a Lawyer and an awesome boss. I'm studying to be a paralegal and he pays me great to be his assistant. He doesn't coddle me and he always encourages me to push myself. He's 46 but looks like he's in his thirties. I know his birthday because I set up his plane tickets and the require it. I'm 28 and I hope I look younger too. I have to admit he is good looking. 20 years older than me and he goes to great lengths to be healthy. He eats better than me and works out twice as much as I do. He has short brown hair he keeps trimmed. His face is always smooth and his suits are always pressed. He has the kindest blue eyes and this sweet lopsided smile. I'm 5'7 and even with my tallest heels I'm only eye level with him. He's 6'3 and lean. Last year he did Iron man. He has a picture of himself pouring sweat with his buddies after the race. I think I'd die if I tried to work out that hard. Before I just admired how hard he must work to be so successful and healthy. Now though, I've been feeling this twinge of need to see how long of a marathon we could hold together. Every day since I found the stories I had been checking again to see if he wrote more. I favorited his work and saw that the last story he wrote was favorited by over 20 people in just a day. His fantasies about me had become a following for some. I find it hard to believe people were aroused by imagining me with my boss. I can't help but feel part of their interest is because of how nicely he depicted my body. I'm 5'7 and really skinny. I have a butt but minimal tits. He made it seem like I was a walking Barbie doll. If my buttons ever strained to contain my breast it was because I shrunk my shirt. I do squats like my life depends. I felt rewarded for my efforts seeing he spent nearly 3 paragraphs describing my back side in one story. In his stories my frizzy brown hais is actually silky and dark chocolate . My dark green eyes are dazzling and lust filled. My thin lips were tantalizing and seductive. My teeth were pearly white. I bleach my teeth but he wrote as if I could blind people with them. He described my face in such detail I haven't forgotten makeup a single day since. I have never had someone study me so much before. He even mentioned the scar I have on my cheek that looks like a dimple when I smile. Every so often Duncan will lock himself in his office asking me to hold his calls. In one story he said it was to jack off because I teased him too much to control himself. I can't lie, the next time he told me to not let anyone disturb him I'd rushed to the bathroom and touched myself. My work is starting to hurt because all I can do is look at my boss and fantasize. He never flirts with me. He never makes a pass or implies anything he shouldn't. He got a divorce two years ago so it's not like he's cheating on anyone. All I can think is that he's afraid I'll rebuff him and he'll be in trouble legally. Going home with wet panties hoping he gives me something to masturbate too isn't going to cut it anymore. I have to make the first move, I just don't know how. ----------------------- Today has been insane. Duncan yelled at me but only because he was frustrated. Normally I'd be hurt but today I wanted to jump him and tell him to take his anger out on me in a more productive way. His eyes hold so much fire it warms me to my toes. "Sarah I need a lunch break just hold my calls ok?" I nod and he slams the door shut. ----------------------- I can't believe its been nearly four hours. He usually cools off after an hour. My phone is buzzing. There is a notification from my favorite author. He has written a new story. He has been in there writing! I swear my hands are trembling while I read. I turn my back to the front door. If someone walks in they won't see me on the phone. The title was always the same. "My Love Assistant" he just changed the chapter. The description of this one though makes me want to reconsider reading it here. * "Noel lets me use her rough to help me unwind." I was just thinking how much I wanted him to unwind with me but I could never imagine him rough. In all his stories and all the time I've known him he has been gentle and passionate. I know today has been bad but he couldn't be THAT stressed can he? I read his story to find out. ***** Noel slinks into the office shortly after Ethan slams his phone down. His case is falling apart and there isn't much he can do about it. Noel had processed the papers and knew why he was cursing at someone on the phone. She wore a tan dress that cut low nearly flashing the top of her pink bra. It hugged her perfectly and it came to mid-thigh. As always her hair was in a tight bun. She thought it made her look older and more respectable. It clashed with the eye catching outfits she wore and the stiletto heels she liked to strut around in. Even though he had no desire to fuck Ethan's eyes slid down her to admire the off white pumps she was in. He had never met a woman with so many shoes. "Noel I need you to finish that report I emailed you. Also I think I may leave early today I am going to work out. Feel free to leave once the paper is done." Noel didn't move or even blink and Ethan sat back looking confused. She started to unwrap her dress but Ethan put his hand up. "I'm not rejecting you Noel I'm just so pissed off I don't think I can get in the mood. I'm just too angry.." Ethan contemplated letting Noel use that beautiful mouth of hers but he knew he'd be too focused on work and no matter how magical she was he wasn't going to stay hard. Noel pouted knowing distractions took away from their fun. She didn't stop undressing though. She dropped her dress to the floor She didn't have panties on just the white lace bra he had bought her. She started to unsnap it. Ethan was getting a little annoyed, she wasn't going to get what she wanted and in a minute he was going to upset her and throw her the hell out. "Seriously Noel, stop! I'm not in the mood to make love" "Then don't." Noel said dropping her bra to the ground. "Fuck me." She gripped her perky c's sliding her hands up her body. She released her hair from its clip and it flowed down to her waist. "Fuck me like a whore." Ethan couldn't believe the way she was speaking to him. His timid little mouse was acting like a tiger in heat. Her green eyes danced for him and his cock had never felt so hard. He got up slowly looking at his little nympo assistant knowing her waxed pussy was going to be wet for him. "Then put your hands against the door and spread your legs like a whore." Ethan was happy to see Noels eyes open nervously before turning her back to him. She wanted to tend to him but she was still his little mouse. Noel pressed her palms flat onto the hollow wooden door. She spread her legs apart standing as if she was going to be frisked for weapons. She wiggled her hips a little knowing how much Ethan loved her ass. He had left a bite mark on it once. She was going to try to encourage him further but she jumped and squeaked as his hand came slamming down to leave a red outline on her ass. "Oh Ethan!" She gasped He spanked her over and over her nails scratching at the door to hold on. Her pussy lips dripping as he kissed her neck whispering "Do you like that?" She moaned her thighs shaking "Yes I do. I love being yours to use." Ethan had already pulled his cock out "Don't move." He whispered as he slid his cock over her slit. At first she thought she was too wet and he was slipping to push in. Then she realized he was teasing her pushing just the tip of his cock in to her before pulling out and slapping her clit with it. Noel always got wet for him but Ethans cock was covered in her juice. "There's so much pussy juice here I think I'll just jerk off." Noel whimpered "Please no Ethan. Please use me. I'm already close to cumming you always turn me on so much." Ethan was only 6 inches but his dick was thick. No matter how many times he fucked her Noel could never get over how he filled her. "Turn around and face me whore. Back to the door." Noel spun around quick in response. She nearly lost her balance trying to get that dick inside her tight little cunt. Ethan balanced her before continuing. Ethan slapped her. Not hard but still a sharp sting on her face. Noel looked at him shocked. He had never raised a hand to her. She had never had it rough like this. She thought she might orgasm right there. She loved how many first Ethan would give to her. Ethan hesitated for a second before continuing "open your legs." Noel spread them and looked at him "Yes Sir." She said it coyly tilting her head back to rest on the door. "Anything this whore can do to help you feel better." Ethan was in love. He found Noel's attempts to talk dirty adorable. He moved against her kissing her passionately grabbing her ass forcing her hips to arch. His dick was sticking straight up and he shoved it in to her. They would go weeks without sex keeping play time to just when they were free at the office. He usually went slow to open her tight pussy up but she was wet and wanting. Luckily his mouth was still over hers because she cried out when he impaled her on it. He buried himself in her deep. He nearly picked her off her feet. "oh!" Noel winced being fucked so deep. "Take it whore!" Ethan played along with her sexual banter. He grabbed both her hands pinning them above her head. He held them in place with one hand. He used the other to force her hips to stay in place and he began fucking her hard. He had already pulled his pants and boxer briefs down to his ankles. He could feel her juices dripping down his thigh as she cried out in pleasure and pain. His hips we thrusting at full speed pulling out as far as he could while keeping her pinned before shoving it back in. "This is what you get when I tell you no. Whores who can't wait until I'm stress free get fucked." His sentence was broken up in between his heavy breathing. Noel felt her thighs shaking and closed her eyes the pain almost too unbearable. "Tell me I'm a good whore. Please Sir, tell me and I'll love everything you do to me!" Noel had asked him to tell her she was "good girl" the first time she tried anal to get her past that pain. He changed his angle not wanting to hurt her. He released her hips to grab her neck. He kissed her passionately "You're the best whore. You're my whore and you're always good to me." Noel was shocked how deeply that turned her on. "Oh fuck!!" She screamed her pussy clenched his dick as she came. She felt her body pulse with pleasure. "Oh fuck yes Ethan fuck me. I love how you fuck me!" Ethan couldn't believe it. Noel rarely cussed and the way she shook from pleasure he knew she was loving this. Knowing all this made it impossible for him to hold out. Releasing her hands he used both of his hands to grab her hips and shove his dick as deep in to her as possible. His dick spasmed as he began to cum in her. "Take all my cum." Noel obliged gripping his shirt to hold on she raised one leg wrapping in behind him. He hips grinded on him as if urgently begging him to give her every drop. Noel whimpered knowing he was going to go soft "I was going to cum again." She blushed staring at Ethan's sweating red face. He hadn't gone soft yet and was still in her. "Then masturbate whore and make it fast." She obliged quickly. She rubbed her clit that was swollen. She worked herself harder and faster than she ever had before. She came almost immediately her pussy once again becoming a vice of his dick. Being spent and sensitive it almost hurt Ethan how tight she became. It made him feel better about how he had handled her. He pulled out of her quick but made sure she was standing safely on her own. She just stood there her thighs pinched together. Noel touched her stomach feeling like he had filled it up with cum. Ethan kissed her softly and slowly helped her get dressed as the orgasms seemed to have completely drained her of energy. After both their clothes were on Ethan held Noel close. He kissed her again pushing her hair out of her face. They had only ever played at his office. He felt so close to her he wanted to take her home. He was completely relaxed and he wanted to repay her for that. "Would you like to go home with me tonight Noel?" She looked up at him teary eyed. She had wanted that for so long. "Yes but first.." She blushed "Your cum is dripping down my thighs." He laughed and he watched his little love whore rush to the bathroom. ****** I can't believe it. Duncan had locked himself away to write this! I need to calm down. That outfit is what I have on now. He wanted that RIGHT now. My panties are soaked. I can't stop gripping the desk and my jaw is open. I want to touch myself but I am already so close to cumming. I want him. I want Duncan. Even if it was all a bust and he secretly had a small dick or was a horrible kisser I don't care. The way he describes me and the fantasy he has created is worth the chance. I can't be a coward any more. "Sarah?" I spin my swivel chair shocked. I bang my knee trying to move quick. I drop my phone as I just stare at Duncan . "Yes Sir?!" I always called him Sir. Saying it now seemed sexual. I tightened by pussy, mentally begging it to let me behave. He had looked stressed but right now he looks concerned "Are you alright? You hit your knee pretty hard" he took a second look at her. "And you're a little flushed, do you have a fever?" I can imagine I'm bright red. This felt like the equivalent of getting caught spying on the boy's locker room. I shake my head no. "I'm fine just personal stuff. No big deal!" I feel like I'm trying to convince me more than him. I try to tidy up my desk. I watch him cock his eyebrow trying to figure me out. "Ok, well I'm burned out today. Once you finish up you can go home. Enjoy your weekend." He turned to leave. I don't know what is coming over me. I can't help it. I swear it's because my pussy is making me. "Ethan!" The name spills out of my mouth and I watch him freeze with his back to me. He turns so slowly I grip the desk in front of me til my knuckles are white. "What did you just call me?" He asked it in a curious way after turning to eye me. I gulp and lick my lips that now seem absurdly dry. I whisper "Ethan" and will myself to keep looking at him. He is still a few feet away from me. Even though the desk is between us I had hoped, just saying his, he would ravage me on the spot. "Why did you call me that Sarah?" I shrug my shoulders not giving him eye contact. My face burns with embarrassment again. I feel like I'm in the principal's office and they're asking why I ate the class crayons. Maybe I was hungry, maybe I was mad the other kids wouldn't color with me, maybe I've was just 5 and their expectations were too high! I focused on the disappointed look my principal had so I wasn't getting so aroused by Duncan's searching eyes. "Is there something you're not telling me Sarah?" Why does he had to keep saying my name? Why does he start and end every sentence with it. I bend down and grab my phone. Quickly moving to him before my brain can register this is a bad idea. I shove my pink rhinestone covered phone at him. He takes it looking confused. It's at the end of the story. He scrolls to the top and seeing the title he freezes. His eyes leave his phone and he looks at me terrified. "Miss Meadows I am so sorry." He begins to stammer "It was just playful fantasy and I swear I would never act on it." He's holding the phone at me like it's burning him. This isn't going the way I planned. He's acting like I'm going after a lawsuit. He looks embarrassed and ashamed. In the movies I would kiss him and everything would work out. The problem is he's much taller and if I do that and he doesn't want it I'm just pulling on his neck like an idiot. "Say Noel." I don't know why I asked it. I just wanted to hear him say it. At first he hesitates. The phone seems to have stopped burning his hand. His eyes search mine. He still looks nervous responding "Noel?" It did what I thought it would. My toes scrunch in my heels. I take a step forward placing my hand softly on his hand holding my phone. "Yes Ethan." Luckily he doesn't hold me in agony long. He grabs my neck slowly and kisses me. The kiss is wonderful. I nibble his bottom lip and he continues to bend down so I can loop my arms around his neck. I let my tongue play with his enticing it to play with me. I breathe deep through my nose suddenly aware of how wonderful he smells. How have I never noticed how amazing his cologne is? Duncan groans and pulls back. "Sarah I can't. I'm your employer and this is wrong." I can hear what he is saying but just looking at him I know he wants it as badly as I do. I grab my phone from his hand and put it on to my desk. "We've both just left work. Now it's time for Ethan and Noel." I sound far more confident then I feel. I am suddenly aware I could be fired at any moment. What am I thinking?! "Take your hair down." Duncan urges softly. He had mentioned my hair being up all the time in his stories. I'd realized in the 8 months Id worked for him I had never been without my hair in a tight bun. He was right I did do it to make myself look more professional. My hair is wild and has a lot of volume. I Unclip it and shake my head. Hoping my hair coming down is as sexy as he pictured it. It must have been because he grabbed my face softly and kissed me again. This kiss was hungry and wanting. I shiver when he pushes me softly back to the desk. I want this more than I've ever wanted sex. He isn't my boss. He's Ethan and I'm Noel. I break the kiss slowly sitting on the desk. "I'm sorry Ethan, I wore panties today I know you prefer when I don't" Duncan's eyes widened he had no way of knowing I'd read his stories a thousand times. "Let me see them Noel." I pull my dress up slowly. REALLY happy I wore my cute tan lace thong. I pull my dress up just a bit to give a peek of it before pulling it to my waist. Literotica I'm a size 4. Seeing Duncan's hands touch my knees and slide slowly up my thighs I imagined he could wrap his hands around my waist. How have I never noticed how huge his hands were before? I bite my lip as Duncan gets on his knees. "I need you Noel, I have tried to refrain but I have wanted you since the second I saw you." He's quoting his story. That was the first time he came on to Noel. I can't remember the story verbatim but I want to play along. "But Mr. Matthew's your my boss!" I try and say it with mock concern. I'm rewarded with the biggest smile I've ever seen Duncan give. "Call me Ethan." He softly kisses my thigh. All of this was meant to be. His lips feel so soft. My want for him to take off my panties is almost unbearable. I am trying hard to remember what I'm supposed to say. I grab his chin softly. "Please got off the floor Ethan you'll ruin your suit!" He grabs my hand softly moving it out of the way. "I have others. Lean back Noel." I do as I'm asked not remembering this in the story. As his fingers go for my panties I remember that Noel never wears panties. I lean on my elbows and raise my hips as Duncan slowly slides them down my legs. Once they are off he touches my knee. I don't wax like Noel does but I do shave. I'm suddenly really embarrassed. I know what he'll see once he opens them. He gently forces my legs open and he sucks in his breath. "You're dripping." Noel had been embarrassed too. She had wanted him as badly as I do. I'm completely bare and looking down I can see even the outside of my lips are wet. They glisten under our terrible office lighting. I feel myself blushing knowing just his writing gets me close to a climax. I don't know If he forgot how the story went or if he was eager but Duncan didn't do what Ethan did. Ethan had teased, kissed and caressed until Noel had begged him to lick her. Duncan has clearly decided to go straight for what he wants. His mouth wraps around my pussy and his long tongue laps and licks at me. He runs it over each lip of my pussy then drives it deep in to me. My elbows give and I'm on my back flat on the desk. My head is almost dangling off. His mouth seems like it's trying to steal every drop I have. I let my thighs open wider and to my surprise his tongue travels down to my ass. I close my eyes as his tongue worships my asshole then slides back up. Ethan would never do that. His mouth finds my clit at last and I can't keep quiet. "Duncan!" Duncan doesn't stop to correct me. This IS Duncan. Ethan was just some fake guy. It's Duncan that's sucking hard on my clit. He flicks his tongue hard and fast over it. I jump at how sensitive I am. It hurts and feels good at the same time. My eyes shut I can hear his belt being undone. He had to get all his blood work done for Iron man I know he's clean. I know I'm clean. I'm on the pill and after that story, he's not leaving without giving me his cum. I hear him moan probably because my pussy had just tensed around his tongue at the thought of his dick in me. I am stunned. I am so close to a climax I can't even talk. I want to say dirty things and beg him to not stop. I want to be the love assistant he dreamed about. All I can do is spread my legs and breathe hard. My fist grip the bottom of my dress that's now pushed up to my belly button. I grip the soft fabric in both hands. "Please Duncan I'm going to cum. I almost came reading the story you just wrote." Just like that he stopped licking me. I sit up concerned and upset. My thighs tense. I'm feeling distraught his mouth isn't on me"Oh god please don't stop now I'm begging you." He's still kneeling between my legs but he's smiling. His smile seems wicked. "Did you really get that turned on?" I nod my head blushing "Even thinking about me slapping you and calling you a whore?" I did. I like it rough. I like a variation but there are times where I love a good session to put me in my place. I nod very slowly almost ashamed to admit it. Duncan grabs my legs and forces them open painfully wide. I gasp just as he goes back to my pussy. He's licking me with a new vigor. He sucks on my pussy lips. His tongue flicks over and over my clit. I feel myself actually sweating I'm getting so close. I don't tell him I'm going to cum for fear he'll stop again. I make it to my climax almost screaming his name "Duncan!" He doesn't release me. His mouth continues and I cry out trying to pull away. His massive hands grip my thighs and squeeze. I feel like they may bruise me. He's sucking painfully hard and licking back and forth from my ass to my clit. I wince as he presses his mouth completely around my clit. I've already climaxed I've never cum back to back. He doesn't seem to mind. He keeps at it only stopping for a minute. One of his hands lets me go and he spits into it then back to licking me. I know he's touching himself. I haven't seen his cock yet. I pray it's as big as it was in his story. I want him to fill me. "stop!" I gasp it automatically as my pussy gets closer. He clearly gets that a lot because he doesn't stop he works harder. It's been less than a minute. My hips are thrashing trying to get away. I'm too sensitive. I'm a mix of moans and whimpers like the way I am when my vibrator is too strong. "Oh FUCK!" I suck in my breath my back arching as I cum into his mouth. He shoves his tongue deep in my pussy feeling each tremor as I cum. He stands up quickly as I lay there gasping for air my body dripping with sweat. His cock in one hand I can't help but feel like he seriously underplayed the size of his dick. It's clearly over 6 inches and thicker than I expected. It's been months since I had sex and my ex's looked nowhere near that thick. I didn't even use dildos I only used a vibe. He really is going to stretch me. Noel had coward and he had to coax her in to it. I just opened my legs letting my eyes beg him. I was too out of breath to talk. He stood stroking himself. "If I fuck you now Sarah I won't be able to stop. Every day I come in to work I'll see you, as you are now, and I'll have to have you." I couldn't say anything I knew he was right. After his mouth there was no way anyone else could please me. Even if he couldn't last while fucking me his dick would be the thickest I'd ever had. I didn't want to break the spell I didn't want to say something to change his mind. "I'm not Ethan. I'm rarely gentle and there's no way I'm only having you randomly at my office. I enjoy writing and I write what people like to read." I wanted him to shut up and fuck me. He brought his dick so close then started rubbing it up and down my slit. His hand is huge but it wasn't making his dick look any smaller. I just whimper as he rubs it side to side on my clit. "I need you to tell me you're mine Sarah." I glance up at him knowing he won't fuck me till he's satisfied. "Tell me I can use you when and where I please. That no one can have you but me. That you'll be my good girl and my good whore." I can't believe he's saying this. The defiant side of me wants to tell him not. The thing that was stalling me was how different he was. If someone had told me yesterday my boss was a dirty sex fiend I'd have laughed them straight. I couldn't hold back any longer feeling him rub some of his precum on my thigh. "I'm yours Sir." He didn't need to hear anything more than that. He pushed himself in and it was as tight as I knew it would be. I can't believe how slowly he is pushing in to me "Shit you're tight Sarah." He winced as if he was the one being stretched. I was so happy he'd made me cum my pussy is coated and ready to be fucked. I say nothing just enjoying the small thrusts while he gets his dick wet. He pulls out and I glare at him. This makes him laugh as he steps back "Bend over the desk. The first time I cum in you I want it while I stare at your ass." I comply quickly hopping down I bend over the desk. my ass facing him I rest my chest on the top. I feel him slowly slide my skirt up exposing me to him. He spanks me and I just moan "I love being spanked." I practically purr as he does it again. "I knew you would." Three more hard smacks and he pushes himself in to me again. He fucks me hard. He pushes me against the desk so I'm unable to escape the assault. His dick stretches me and quickly slams in and out of me. Every time it seems like my pussy is getting loose, and could take more, he spanks me. I tense in response and he groans with pleasure "I can't take more!" I say to him. At least it feels that way. He grips my long hair and pulls my hair back. "Be a good girl." I feel like a dirty whore. Just like Noel I start to cum through the pain. The thought that I am doing this all for him makes me climax. "I love being your good girl!" I say in between shouts and moans. He fucks me fast and I start trying to climb on the desk to pull away as he swells. I didn't think he could get bigger. I spread my legs further his grip on my hair making me unable to pull away. He isn't talking to me dirty any more. He's focused on cumming and his thumb is playing with my asshole threatening to push in as he continues. I press myself completely on the desk my feet off the ground. My weight on my stomach my heels coming up on either side of him. My body is jerking with each thrust. "I want to cum again." I whimper. He responds by bringing his hand around to play with my clit as he fucks me. It does the trick and I start fucking him back. Putting my feet back down so I can use my knees against the desk. "Fill be up Duncan I need it!!" Apparently that was all he needed. He's cumming and I've never felt a dick pulse in me so deeply. It's not stopping it's like he's been saving to fill me. My pussy reacts and I'm able to cum again. He lets my clit go when he feels me climax. I squeeze him tight with my orgasm milking him for his cum. He slides out of me and instantly I feel his cum run out of my pussy. His dick was too big to close tight right after. I'm swollen from the rough fucking but some still leaks out. I listen to him moan as his fingers slide up my thigh to catch it. I'm surprised when he brings his hands around. He pushes his fingers into my mouth. I suck and lick his fingers clean tasting our mixture. "Be a good whore and lick my dick clean." I don't hesitate. I turn and before he knows it I'm on my knees worshiping the cock I'd been reading about. He stays limp, too spent to get hard. I lick the whole shaft the lap at his balls. "I knew you were a freak." He says tilting his head back with pleasure. I am, and I'm happy he is too. I look up at him and rub his balls softly as I licks the areas around his cock that I had cum on. He groans and grabs my hair "Stop before I get hard again Sarah." I nod. "May I get up sir?" There is his wicked smile again. He nods and I stand. He examines me. My hair probably looks horrible. My dress is crinkled and I know my makeup is already gone. He touches my chin softly and kisses me. "You're mine Sarah." And I know he's right. I stand still locking my knees as Noel had trying to keep his cum in me as he continues. "Fuck the paperwork, you're coming home with me. After a few more times we'll figure out where this is going." I nod and can't help but smile at the "few more times" part. He watches me squirm one eyebrow raised. I blurt out "Cum dripping." His laugh is deep and wonderful as I rush off to clean up. Just like Noel I'm going home with my boss. Unlike that inexperienced little girl I am the one who made the first move. There is no way I'm letting him get away.