0 comments/ 41578 views/ 1 favorites Office Antics By: big0001 I hate working late. Stupid 9 to 5 job is supposed to end at 5! Why did I ever take up a white collar job? Screw the money, office work sucks. I don't care if they've given me my own office; everyone here gets their own office! Admittedly this should only take another 30-45 minutes before I can go home and be with you. I can't wait. Ah well, time to go back to work. *Knock* *Knock* I don't know who this would be. Most of the other people have already left the office. "Come in." I continue to work listening to the sound of the door closing and being locked as footsteps approach my desk. "Hi hon!" I look up from my work to see you standing there at the side of my desk. You're dressed in office clothes: a white button down blouse, a short black skirt, and black stockings encased in pumps. I stare at your smiling face. "Hey! Why are you here? I'll be home in about an hour. What are you doing here?" You step around the desk some more so you are right next to my chair. "I couldn't wait for you." "Hon, I have to finish this. I know you want me home and trust me I want to go home as fast as possible, but I have work." "I know," you saying while lean over the chair slightly, "But couldn't wait that long." You smile at me and kiss me. I break the kiss knowing that the more involved I get, the longer I'll be here. "I'm sorry, I can't. I got to finish this. It won't be that long." "And neither will I," you say cutting me off. You reach your hand down and lay your palm in my crotch. You begin to gently rub the bulge there. "It'll just be a quickie." I try to stay focused. "Hon," I stammer. "Come on!" you plead. "I need this. And, from what I'm sensing, so do you." My cock is beginning to get hard under your hand movements. "Please," you say, reaching your hand up to my zipper. You slowly begin to pull it down and I make no motion to stop you. "You've had a long day and deserve some relaxation." "I....I...." I can't respond. You have already fished my cock out and are stroking my semi-erect organ. "It'll be quick?" I ask, trying to demonstrate some sort of control of the situation. You step so you are straddling my left leg. You reach down to the hem of your skirt and tantalizing begin to raise it. The moments pass like hours as I watch your stocking encased legs become more visible. I love the way your legs look like that, wrapped in the tight black material; stretched and taunt like the calves and thighs beneath them. I notice that your stocking becomes a solid black and my eyes widen as the creamy flesh of your thigh is exposed. My eyes follow the garter line up your thigh, tracing the contour of your delicious skin. My eyes bulge out of my skull as I next see the red teddiete you are wearing underneath your sexy clothes. My cock twitches in your hand with excitement. You hold your skirt up to your belly so I can see your crotch. The red material hugging your smooth stomach and pulling up into those bald, moist pussy lips. I can smell your sex. You release my cock and use that hand to unsnap the buttons covering your pussy. "Feel it," you command while returning your hand to my now rock hard cock. I tentatively reach forward. I bring my hand to your inner thigh and slowly let my fingers wander further up. I watch your head reel back as I reach your moist hole. I can feel the cum already covering your lips and I rub them, working the cum into your flesh. I listen to you breathe as I slowly sink my finger in. "You are really wet." You bring your head back and stare into my eyes. "So, a quickie then?" I nod and your smile grows ten times. You release my cock and spin around. You bend over slightly as I turn my chair more out from the desk; my hard cock standing straight up. You reach behind you and grasp it. Slowly, you begin to sit down in my lamp, guiding my cock to your waiting slit. But you stop when the head touches your lips. You begin to rub it around, getting it wet. You then bring it up to your clit and rub the head in a circle over your hard bud. "Quickie?" "Fine." You bring my cock back to your pussy and slowly begin to slide down it. I gasp as the head enters your warm enfolds. You get about one-third in and then you begin to move up and down just this third; letting your juices run down my cock. Suddenly, you slide down the entire length. Both of gasp as you take me all the way. I wrap my hands around your tummy and hold you still for a second, letting my cock twitch inside your shaking pussy. Your skirt has flopped down, covering our crotches. When we calm down, I release you. You begin to ride me; setting a modest pace. You lean back to kiss me as you wrap your arm around my neck. I reach up with my hands and allow them to explore your chest as your tongue explores me mouth. I cup your breasts through your blouse and begin to squeeze them. I hear you moan in my mouth. I undo the top few buttons, enough to work my hands inside. I palm your encased breasts, rubbing your hard nipples with the center of my palm. I love the feeling of this material. You break our kiss so you can lean forward more. This also causes you to increase the pace. I look over your shoulder; the rep top part of the teddiete contrasted against the white of your shirt is so erotic. I use the silky material to rub the tips of your nipples, hearing you moan as I do so. I can feel you quicken your pace, enjoying the stimulation. I slide my hands down to your hips to help you with the stroke, bringing you farther up before slamming you back down into my lap. Both of us are approaching orgasm. *Knock* *Knock* "Hey! You in there?" I hear a voice from outside call. *Knock* *Knock* "Anyone?!?" I hear the call again. Fuck! Fuck fuck fuck! Not now! Why are you knocking now?!? I begin to slow down your movements, pulling you closer to me so you can't move as much or as fast. "Ignore it," I hear you say, noticing that we've slowed down. "I can't. I have to answer it." "Hon, please. I'm so close." "So am I, but I have to." "Just a little more. Please! Can't you feel how close I am?" Of course I can. "I need to cum!" So do I, but not now. "I'll be right there," I call, ending the debate. "Fuck! Where I am supposed to go?" You angrily ask as I push you up from me. "I dunno," I frantically reply while zipping up my pants. I watch you straighten out your skirt and shirt as I head over to the door. "We'll finish this later. Just hide under the desk." "What?!?" "Just do it. Please? I promise, we'll finish later." "We better," you say and I can hear all the frustration in your voice. I watch you crawl under the desk before I open the door. "Tom! What a pleasant surprise." Tom walks into my office as I quickly hurry back to my chair and roll close to the desk; hoping that he didn't see the huge tent in my pants. "What's going on? Why was your door locked?" "Oh, I must have done it accidentally when I came back from the bathroom. So.....why are you still here? I mean, I'm just finishing up some work," I say while holding up some papers to emphasize the point. I feel you shift underneath the desk. I quickly look down to see if you're all right. I see you on your knees smiling up at me with a certain devilish twinkle in your eye. I don't think I like where this is going. "Oh, you know. Just finishing up some work myself." I feel your hand on my zipper. No, I definitely don't like where this is going. But I can't stop you. I can't just swat your hand away. What the hell would that look like to my senior; the guy who kind of is my boss or the go-between guy between me and my actual boss. "Actually, I was just on my last set of papers." I feel you begin to lower my zipper. "Good," I say a little loud. I was trying to cover up the sound, but I think I just came off like a teenager whose voice is cracking. I feel you fishing around in my pants, trying to work my hard cock out through the opening. "I just wanted to see how you were doing." I feel you expose my cock as you slowly stroke it. "Doing.......good." I gulp. "Well, afterwards to do you want to go out and get some drinks or something?" I notice Tom look over at the clock to check the time. I use this opportunity to look down at you with a look in my eyes that says, "Please?" But there you are, with your mouth mere millimeters from my cock and all you do is flash your eyes up at me. I know that look and I can read your mind, "Revenge!" I feel your mouth sink over my cock. "No," I say cracking my voice slightly as you engulf the head, "I don't think I can." Tom looks at me. "Dinner with my girlfriend. We're going out tonight after I finish this stuff so I can't." "Oh, okay." Thank G-d! Now leave Tom, leave. Let this punishment end. "So, did you catch that Devils game last night?" Fuck! I feel you sliding your mouth down the shaft. "Yeah I did. Great game. They won 3-2 in the last few minutes," I say quickly, trying to hurry myself through this conversation. "Yeah, but I felt their enforcers weren't doing that well." I feel you reach bottom, the head of my cock is tickling the back of your throat. "I mean, they could....." Blah blah blah. I can't concentrate right now, Tom. All I can do is nod. I feel you licking your juices off my cock. "And that second goal....." You nose buried in my pubic hair. "They shouldn't be playing that style......" Your tongue licking the underside of my shaft. "And I think they need to get a better farm system...." Your lips sliding up and down over the head. "Of course, they'll still make the playoffs....." The tip of your tongue sliding over the hole at the tip of my cock. "Who is their competition? Seriously!" I shudder. I can't take it any longer. "No, I agree, Tom. Look I really have to finish this stuff. You mind?" Tom begins to rise. "No, no. I should probably go anyway. Well, I'm the only other person here, so if you need anything, end of the hall buddy." Tom walks to the door. "Oh, and lock up when you're done." He turns to leave, but I call out to stop him, "Tom, since your right there, can you do a friend a favor?" Tom reaches down and locks the door. Finally he's gone. I pull my chair back a foot or two, pulling my cock out of your warm wet mouth with a pop. "Jesus!" "Thank G-d he finally left," you say while walking forward to me on your knees. "No kidding," I say. But you cut me off, "Now we can get back to business." As you finish the last word, you dive down and swallow my whole length. I gasp, feeling the back of your throat again. You begin to bob your head up and down, using your hand to jerk off the bottom section. I put my hand on the back of your head as you quicken your pace. I push your head further down. You remove your hand so you can take as much of me as you can. I feel your tongue sliding along the shaft. With my hand on your head, you bob up and down. "Oh G-d hon! That feels so good!" At those words, you begin to move faster. "Yeah! Faster!" And you comply. Your mouth rising to the tip of the head and then plunging back down. I can feel my cock beginning to twitch inside your waiting mouth. "Suck it harder!" I feel you instantly tighten your lips, increasing the suction, pulling more on my cock. I use the hand on your head to maintain pace. I think I might even push and pull your head faster as I get closer to orgasm. I love the feeling of your lips when you do this, when you are fucking me with your face. Your mouth feels better than your pussy sometimes when you suck me off this way. It's so tight and you're moving so fast; plus your pussy doesn't have a tongue. I don't want you to lick the head, I don't want you to swirl your tongue around the shaft; right now all I need is for you to use your mouth like you would your pussy. I clench my teeth and my eyes. Your tongue is pushing against the shaft, increasing the pressure on my cock as you slide up and down it. I can feel my balls tightening. With instinct, you reach down and begin to fondle them, feeling them tighten and pull up towards my body. I can feel the pressure building in them as your hot little hand gently rolls them. Briefly, I wonder I your fingertips will be able to feel the cum being squeezed out of them, if your lips and/or tongue will feel the cum racing through my cock, if your cheeks can feel the head bulging before it unleashes a torrent of cum? And then the thinking stops as the event occurs. No more wondering because now it is happening. I feel it surge through my body as I shove your head down on my cock, holding you there for a second as I begin to erupt inside your mouth, shooting hot sticky cum down your throat. After the first jet or two I relax my hand and you begin to move your head. Still swallowing, you use your mouth to tickle the nerves in my cock, licking the tip to coax out more cum, causing my cock to spasm and electricity to shoot up my spine. Finally, the hand on your head goes limp and you know that I'm completely spent. A big smile appears on my face as I feel my body glow. You stand up and lean over my limp body. "You seemed to enjoy that." "Oh and I think you will enjoy what you're about to get," I say suddenly rising. A surge of energy rushes through my body as I pick you up and sit you on the edge of my desk. I spread your legs wide and I lean in to kiss you. "A promise is a promise," I say before dropping down to my knees. I stare at your still exposed pussy. I notice that it is still wet. But I feel that you deserve similar treatment to how you teased and tortured me. Fair is fair? I lean forward and kiss the top of your stocking. I suck on the flesh and lick it with my tongue. I follow your garter line up your thigh, tasting the warm flesh. I can feel the hot moisture of your pussy as I kiss the area in between your leg and your torso. I kiss up to your pussy, so close that the corner of my lip gently pushes against your right pussy lip. But I kiss upwards, making an arch over your pussy. But a close arch. So close that a few millimeters down and I would have been kissing your clit. I reach the other thigh and begin to lick this gorgeous leg. I make my way down to the top of your stocking. I lick all around it, covering the entire curve of your thigh. I look up to see you are supporting yourself with your arms behind you. I move back to my central target. I bring my mouth in close. So close that I decide to pant onto your damp slit. I watch your lips begin to open more; the thought of pleasure to come has open them to invitation. I stick my tongue out. I use the tip to barely lick the topmost part of your pussy lips; just barely touching you. I can hear the little noises you are making and I know that this is driving you wild. I slowly begin to lick more of your lips, but not very much. Finally, I lay my tongue flat and lick you from bottom to top. I hear you moan with minor relief. But then I go back to just barely touching you. Licking you several times but barely touching the tip of my tongue to your pussy. After five strokes of this, I again lick you from bottom to top with a broad stroke. I repeat the earlier five strokes before licking you again with a broad one, this time letting the tip of my tongue quickly tease your clit. I begin to lightly rub each pussy lip with my tongue. Coasting down one and then up the other. After several times of this, I quickly plunge my tongue into your pussy, swirl it around and remove it. I go back to coating your lips with the saliva from my tongue. Not like they need it, I can see the cum starting to drip out your hungry hole. I push my tongue back in. I slowly circle it around, tasting your walls. I put the thumb of my hand on your clit and rub it gently. I stop my tongue and continue the motions on your clit. Then I stop my hand and just lick you. Giving you one but depriving you of the other. I then remove both and decide it is now time to really begin the teasing. I lean forward and pant on your clit. As I do this, I slowly bring my finger to your pussy lips. I begin to gently rub them with the tip of my finger. I move my finger to the top of your hole. As I slowly push it inside you, I slowly bring my mouth down onto your clit. I feel your walls quake around my finger. I push it all the way in as my mouth sinks around your clit. I begin to suck on your clit as my finger begins to slide in and out of your pussy. I add a second finger. Once both are inside, I begin to swirl them around. My tongue begins to circle your clit, following my fingers. I feel you getting ready; all that earlier action must have left you quite horny and ready to go, eh? I can feel your walls begin to tighten and I know that I can bring you to orgasm soon. So, I shove my fingers up to your G-spot. I let the tips of them rest on it as I reposition my tongue so the tip rests on top of your clit. As I push down with my fingers, my tongue pushes down on your clit. I begin to move them in unison as I hear your moans get louder. I slowly increase the pace. I can feel your walls getting tighter. I begin to slide my fingers in and out of you to give you more stimulation. I can feel how close you are. I listen to your breathing and I can sense the effect I'm having on you. I know that if I just keep sliding my fingers quickly in and out of your tight pussy, if I keep pushing them into the center of your G-spot, and if I keep pushing down on your clit with my tongue, you will come in seconds. I watch your chest rise and fall. I feel your thighs tighten. I hear you begin to scream. And then I stop. I pull my fingers out and I lift my tongue up. I wait. I see you look down at me and smile. "So, we're playing this game?" your eyes ask me. Before I respond in any way I shove my fingers back into you. I hear you gasp as I go back to stroking and licking you. I begin to not just thrust into you, but I rub your G-spot now in circles as I push into it. My tongue does the same and moves in circles over your clit as it pushes down on it. Maybe it's because you were so close before, but I can feel you getting tight once again. I might have to wait longer next time. Or maybe I should slow down my fingers? They are fucking you pretty fast. No, a second round at this speed will be fine. And by the way your body is responding, I can see you don't mind either. In fact, you seem to like the fact that I am hitting dead center of your G-spot and rubbing that really sensitive area a few times before sliding down your canal. I maintain this pace, letting your body do the work. The stimulation is there and I know you are enjoying it; my cum covered hand tells me so. I maintain this pace and these actions, feeling you get close to orgasm a second time. I can feel your pussy start to convulse. I hear your rapid breathing. I move even faster to tempt you further down the path. I watch your head fly back as you ready yourself for......................not having an orgasm. I remove everything from you. You whip your head back down to me. "Enough is enough," you seem to be saying. But before you can even say anything, my lips lock around your clit and begin to suck hard on it. Now, I know you know how this game is played, even though you seem to quite often forget the rules. I guess we'll just have to keep going until you remember them. This time I suck hard on your clit and let my tongue lick all around it. My fingers fly in and out of you. I want you to get close again and fast as possible. The more times you almost cum, the more you will want to. Maybe then you might remember the rules. Then again, maybe I should stop circling my tongue around your clit so fast so you can divert some brain power to trying to remember them. Still, these rules are kind of innate. When you want to cum, tell me. Office Antics Janie turned up for her first day of work wearing a knee-length skirt, a plain white blouse, a thick black cardigan and her long, tasselled hair tamed into a tight bun. Considering she was only 21, Janie looked like a 50 year old woman. Janie set to work, organizing her in and out trays and getting to grips with her new computer. She went to the canteen at her lunch hour and bought a pre-packed sandwich. She took it back to her desk and continued working. At 5pm, Janie got her keys and went to the car park. A gleaming, silver Mercedes was parked next to her old, red Nissan. A young, professional-looking man was putting his briefcase in the trunk. He glanced over at Janie and smiled. He closed the trunk and walked over to her. "You know you don't have to dress like that here. Smart-casual will do. And we're not a grocer's; you can let your hair down." He explained. "Oh... Ok, thanks. I just thought I'd play it safe. It's my first day." Janie told him. "That's ok. But I expect to see a lot more flesh by tomorrow. I'm Martin, by the way." He said. "Janie. Thanks for the advice. I guess I'll see you tomorrow then." Janie gestured. "See you then." Martin said. He then went and got in his car and drove out of the car park. Janie watched him go, and then got into her car. She looked in the rear-view mirror and saw how old and boring she looked. She smirked at herself, and then drove off. The next day, Janie wore high-heels, a short but smart black skirt, a white blouse with the top two buttons undone and she had left her hair down, her brown tassels trying to find their way to her cleavage. Janie got to her desk and began sorting through her morning files, placing the most urgent on top, and proceeding to type, print and fax them. Suddenly, her intercom buzzed and Janie heard her boss's voice. "Miss Taylor, could you step into my office for a moment? I have a question about these references you gave me." He said. Janie gulped and stood up. She brushed her skirt down and went over to her boss's office door. She knocked and waited to be asked to come in. She opened the door at stood in front of her boss's desk. He was facing away from her in his swivel chair. Janie coughed, and he spun around. Janie gasped when she saw him. "Ah, Janie. Hope you've settled in ok. Now then, this reference says you've been trained in business consultation skills, correct?" Martin, her boss, asked. "Errmm... Yes... I did a course in it." Janie replied, wondering whether Martin even recognized her after their meeting last night. "Well I'd like you to stay a little later tonight if you don't mind. We've got a conference coming up and you're the only one here qualified to give a talk on sales. I'll brief you on the basics tonight. Can you work till, say... 6pm?" Martin asked. "Well, yes, but I've only been here two days... I don't really think I should be going to any conferences until I've been here a bit longer, Sir." Janie replied. "And that is why you're going to do some overtime. You've got two weeks to get to grips with the company, and prepare yourself for the meeting. An hour every day after work and you should be well prepared." Martin stated. "Yes Sir. Thanks for this opportunity Sir." Janie said. "That's ok. Well you'd better get back to work. I'll see you later." Martin told her, and then began to sift through the papers on his desk. Janie turned and left Martin's office. She had wanted to ask if he had remembered her, but how could he not have? Surely they hadn't employed any other Janie's this week. Janie went back to her desk and carried on with her work. At 5pm, Janie grabbed her bag and keys, and went to her boss's door. She knocked, and he asked her to come in. Janie went into his office and sat on the chair opposite him. He handed her a couple of papers. Janie scanned the information as Martin got up, moved around the desk, and stood behind her, looking over her shoulder. Janie tensed as she felt his breath on her neck. She could smell his cologne, and feel his chest against her back. Janie felt uncomfortable and desperately wanted to get him talking about something. "Well, this all looks fine, but I'll need the details for new products and marketing ideas." Janie said, hoping this would make him move. "Don't worry Janie, I know what you need." Martin replied, placing his hand on her shoulder, and stroking it gently. "Look... I don't think this is a good idea." Janie told him, and shrugged his hand off her shoulder. Martin simply sniggered, and put his hand back on her shoulder, moving it slightly lower this time, moving it closer to the buttons of her blouse. Janie gasped, and hoped he hadn't heard her. She gulped and she felt her heart race, as he moved his hand lower, and started fiddling with her buttons. "I really can't do this... You're my boss... We could get into a lot of trouble..." Janie protested. "You've never done any overtime before? Well your last boss obviously didn't know how to use his position for the purpose it was intended." Martin replied, as he unfastened the third button on Janie's blouse and slipped his hand inside. He tweaked Janie's erect nipple, making Janie gasp. He then slid his other hand between her legs, slowly letting his fingers run along her skin until he found her sex, warm and pulsing. "Please..." Janie attempted, but couldn't bring herself to ask him to stop. Anything that felt this good couldn't be wrong, and there was no one else in the building to catch them. "No underwear Janie?" Martin asked his voice now husky. "Stand up for me." Janie did as she was told, and stood up from the chair to face him. She looked deeply into his eyes, wondering just how far he was going to take this. Suddenly, he pressed his head against her breast, nibbling on her nipple. Janie gasped in the pleasure-pain. Martin was pressed right against her now, and she could feel his large erection desperately bulging at his trousers. "Would you like to see it, Janie?" Martin asked, moving his head up to look at her. "I... Yes..." Janie replied, throbbing and desperate for him to relieve the aching in her pussy. "Yes what?" Martin asked, smirking. "Yes Sir?" Janie replied, hoping that this was the answer he wanted to hear. Martin smirked, and undid the top button of his trousers. "Good girl. Now on your knees." Martin commanded. Janie did as she was told and dropped to her knees, staring at the huge bulge he was about to release. Martin unzipped his trousers, and pushed them down, letting them fall to his ankles. He stepped out of them, and pushed them away. He then pulled his boxers down, revealing the biggest cock Janie had ever seen. He smirked as he watched Janie's expression, and then stepped out of his boxers, and pushed them to the side. "I can't... It's too big!" Janie exclaimed. "Nonsense. It just takes a little getting used to, that's all. Now suck it Janie." Martin told her. Again, Janie did as she was told. She took the head of his cock into her mouth and started sucking on it. She tried taking him further into her mouth, but it was much too long and thick. Janie sucked the head of his cock, flicking her tongue over it. She grasped his cock, barely able to get her small hand all the way around it. She started to masturbate him as she sucked, and felt herself getting more and more aroused. Martin pulled his cock out of her mouth, and pulled her up. He span Janie round, bending her over his desk. He pressed the head of his cock against Janie's pussy, feeling her wetness. "No... It's too big... Please Martin..." Janie pleaded. "Please what??" Martin inquired. "Please Sir." Janie replied. "Oh, good girl... You said please. Now just relax. You're not going anywhere until I've got it all inside you. I'll wait all night if I have to." Martin told her. Janie was about to protest, when she felt his push his cock inside her, stretching her pussy as wide as it would go. He got the head of his cock in Janie, who shuddered and gasped. He felt her pussy grip him like a vice, making him even more desperate to try and get the whole length of his cock inside her. He began thrusting in and out of Janie, pushing a little more of his cock inside her each time. Janie cried out, wanting him to fuck her, but also wanting him to stop. She seriously doubted his cock would get all the way inside her without seriously hurting her. "Sir... Please stop... It won't go any further... Please..." Janie begged. "Mmm... You have no idea how good this feels, Janie. I've never met a woman yet who can take all of me, but you will." Martin told her, pushing another inch of his huge cock inside her. Janie felt as if she was being torn in two. The sensations were fantastic, and the feeling of him simply pushing his cock into her was making her want to cum, but he was still about four inches away from getting his entire length inside her, and Janie felt as if she was fit to burst. She let him push in another inch, then slide back so only his head was inside her. Then Janie felt him push in deeper than he had before. Janie cried out, but realised that she could feel his pubic hair against her ass cheeks. "Did you...?" Janie stammered, but she was so close to cumming she could barely talk. "Oh baby... You dirty little whore... You got it all in baby... Wait a sec while you get comfortable, then I'm going to make you cum like you never have." Martin told her. Janie relaxed her pussy as much as she could, but she was stretched to her limit, and was desperate to cum on this massive cock inside her. "Fuck me... Please... I need to cum..." Janie told him. She felt Martin slowly begin to thrust is cock in and out of her, gently and slowly. He waited until it was easy to slide his cock in and out of Janie's soaking pussy, and then started to thrust harder inside her, making her body move on the desk. "You like that don't you, you dirty little bitch? Want it harder baby?" Martin asked. He pushed into her harder now, making Janie moan louder. "Please... Make me cum... Please..." Janie begged. Martin thrust harder in her now, watching his enormous length slide easily in and out of Janie's swollen and glistening pussy. He pulled his cock out of Janie, and looked at her gaping pussy. He couldn't believe how tight she was, and yet she still managed to get all of him inside her. Martin then pushed his cock back inside Janie, as hard as he could. Janie squealed and moaned, as Martin begin thrusting inside her like an animal. "Cum for me you little slut! Cum for me now, or I'll fuck you so hard I'll split you in two!" Martin warned her, panting heavily. He heard Janie squeal again, and fucked her harder, slapping his balls against her ass, and grapping her perfect breasts. Janie stopped squealing now, and was cursing at the top of her lungs. Martin felt her tight pussy clamp around his cock even harder, and Martin felt her release her feminine juices all down his cock. Martin watched Janie shudder, and suddenly become silent. He slowed down his thrusts, wanting her to feel her orgasm for as long as possible. As the last erotic waves passed through Janie's pussy, she suddenly sank down on the desk, panting erratically. Martin pulled his enormous cock out of Janie's leaking pussy, and started masturbating furiously behind her. Janie heard him groan, and then felt his warm spunk splatter over her pussy, ass and back. Martin leaned over Janie, exhausted. He kissed her neck tenderly. Janie turned to look at him, with half closed eyes. "That... was the best..." Janie panted. She smiled and kissed him lightly. Martin smirked, and looked at his watch. "Well, Miss Taylor, it's 6pm. Thanks for staying late. Take these papers home and study them, ok?" Martin told her, as he handed her the papers Janie had almost looked at earlier. He then began to dress himself, and finally got his briefcase from under his desk. "Same time tomorrow night, remember. You've got a lot more work to do. And you'd better hurry up. The cleaners will be here soon to lock up." Martin told her. Janie looked blankly at him, confused. She didn't understand how he could take her like this, over his desk, and then suddenly turn back into her boss. Janie slowly caught her breath and got dressed, wondering what tomorrow's 'overtime' would consist of...