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At The Office

By: StyxVenom



I must be losing my mind. Here I am, a 54 year old divorced man, who has discovered a wonderful world of MILFs, and yet, this had to happen tonight. And here in my office no less.

In my high school and college years, up until I was 35 years old and married, I lead a perfectly straight love life, experiencing over 63 women. Marriage stopped all of that, but four years ago my marriage came to an end and after a one-sided judge gave my ex wife nearly everything I ended up in a small apartment near the beach here in Southern California. 

In the past four years I have discovered the joys of oral sex with men. I had met up with married men whose wives no longer enjoyed sucking their cocks. I wasn't interested in a relationship with another guy, just oral sex. Women still turned me on, but the thought of a man making me suck his cock and balls, and swallow his load, just turned me on to the max.

In nearly four years I had met up with 10 guys, at different times, all very willing to feed me their cocks and their cum. I always made guys cum, but I was picky about what I swallowed, so I only swallowed if I was told to. It's just a rule I have. 

Then I met Jennifer, my new 35 year old love interest. She's wonderful, with a very high sex drive and because of her I'm getting back into better physical shape and getting laid nearly every evening. I lost the thought of ever being with a guy again.

That's what I don't understand. I'm in love with Jennifer, so why then did this have to happen?

About 2 hours ago I was checking out my on line AOL mailbox and lingered a little too long on my screen name when someone sent me an instant message.

IM: Hey guy, you lookin?

ME: Just checking things out, getting ready to call it a day.

IM: Don't let me stop you, but I'm so horny I thought I'd ask if you were interested in sucking my uncut cock?

At this point in our conversation I realized two things. First, I had not eliminated my old profile, so it clearly stated that if I was on line I was there to find a hard cock that needed to be drained. The second thing I discovered was that I was getting turned on by the thought of being with a guy again. Why?

ME: Well, I don't have a place to meet, do you?

IM: No, where are you now?

ME: Office. 

IM: Where's the office?

ME: Anaheim.

IM: Perfect, when are you free?

The person on the other end of the net had me. Our chat went on for a few minutes more when I discovered myself sending him my office address. He had taken full control of the conversation telling me he needed his 7 inch uncut cock sucked, licked and worshipped. He also said he loves to have his balls licked. I agreed because of his commanding tone.

He then told me he loves a hard tongue sticking up his ass.

That's when I put my foot down and replied: You mean you want me to suck your cock? Suck your balls? Eat your ass? I don't even know you!

He told me on line that he not only wanted all of that, but he wanted me on my knees, and when he came he wanted me to swallow every drop of his cum. 

I answered the only way I could... OKAY!

An hour later, after my office cleared out I heard a knock at the door. It was now or never. I had let Jenny know I would be very late and told her to go out shopping if she wanted to and that seemed to pacify her. 

I opened the door and was shocked to see an older black man standing there. 

"Um, I think you forgot to tell me you're black."

"Does that make a difference," he asked.

"Well, it's just that I have never, um, you know, I've never been with a black guy before," I replied.

He pushed his way into my office and asked where we were going to do this. I directed him towards my private office, where I have a black leather sofa. I was not sure I could go through with this, but I followed him as he walked toward my office.

In the blink of an eye he had dropped his pants, turned around and sat down on the sofa. 

"Pull off my boxers buddy," he said.

I hesitated, still unsure of myself. Gosh, sucking cock was one thing. Sucking balls was, for a straight guy, a bit disgusting. I mean, I love it when a woman sucks balls, but think about it. I had to put a stop to this now.

"I said, pull of my boxers, or I'll bitch slap you. Do it NOW!" 

My brain heard everything he said and reacted to his commands, ignoring my attempt to stop.

I dropped to my knees and slowly pulled off his boxers. His 7 inch cock jumped out at me and I noticed the foreskin, something new to me. All of the other guys I had sucked before were cut. 

"Go on, Suck it. Worship it. You did say, anything oral, and I expect you to fulfill my need orally, or ELSE!.

This guy may have been older than me, but he was also quite muscular and very much in control of this situation. 

I leaned forward, kissing his cock, getting ready to suck it slowly into my mouth when he grabbed the back of my head and pulled my face on to his cock. I thought I was going to choke as my gag effect kicked in. 

He allowed me to back off a bit, but I knew he wasn't going to settle for a quick blow job. I slowly took as much of his cock as I could, moving my head back and forth, slowly at first until I got used to his still increasing cock size. 

Suddenly I didn't care any more. I though of Jennifer, but then realized I had a huge cock in my mouth that required my services or I could be punished. Satisfying the needs of this older black man was my number one priority, nothing else mattered to me. 

"That's it buddy, keep it up. I want you to worship that black beast," he said. "Now, go down to my balls and take each one slowly into your mouth . Love them. Ouch, easy with the teeth, unless you want to lose them."

I must have sucked his balls, one at a time, for over 8 minutes before he finally told me to lick the area between his balls and his ass. My mouth was full of saliva and it was easy to suck his lower balls. Then he pushed me even lower as he adjusted himself on the sofa. 

"Stick your tongue up my ass as far as it you can get it. I just love a tongue fucking my ass hole buddy."

I did as I was told. I was very fortunate that he was freshly showered. Eating ass is the most disgusting thing in the world to me but I knew he had to think I loved it, so I did as I was told and ate his ass, sticking my tongue in as deep as I could. He was loving it, and I finally slowed down after five minutes of sucking and licking his ass.

"You love eating ass don't you buddy? I can tell by your attitude that you were made to eat ass."

I only tried harder to satisfy this man, to get him off as quickly as possible. 

"Damn that was hot. I can't believe you did that. You did tell me anything oral, and you are living up to that buddy. Now eat my cock, all of it.

I moved around to his cock, which had softened just enough to allow me to get it all into my mouth. I was learning how to get it into my throat without choking. I was starting to get into this. I started to pay attention to my surroundings. I was on my knees, a black cock in my mouth and realized it didn't taste any different than a white cock. But it did taste very good. His black skin seemed a bit rougher than any other man I had been with. And his wiry hair was very different than what I had tasted before. His cock was hairy as were his balls, so I was getting some of his hair in my mouth... But I loved this moment. 

His cock suddenly hardened just a bit more and he let loose a shot of hot cum. I was caught off guard and tried to pull off his cock, but he grabbed me by the back of my head and forced my face down on his cock as his second and third blasts filled my mouth. I had to swallow to make room for the additional blasts. This guy really came. It was hot, and salty, and bitter. If someone had fed me his cum, I would have spit it out and said it was disgusting. But with his cock buried in my mouth I was swallowing it all and waiting for more and more, and he kept it coming.

When he finally stopped my face was covered in cum. I thought I had swallowed every drop but I had missed a lot. He made me wipe my face with my hand and lick my hand clean.

Finally, it was over. I started to get up.

"Hey buddy, where's the john?"

I showed him where the bathroom was and he told me to follow him. What now?

"I've got to take a leak buddy, and you did promise anything oral.

My stomach turned. No way. Not this. I had already crossed too many boundaries tonight, I thought to myself.

"Just get on your knees and aim my cock into the bowl. Don't worry, you didn't think I was going to make you drink my pee did you buddy?"

Whew. I did as he said and about 40 seconds later he finished. It was strange, holding another man's cock while he took a leak. 

"Okay buddy. One more thing. Lick my cock clean, and do it NOW!"

I hesitated. 

Do IT! You did say ANYTHING oral. Now lick it clean.

Once again my brain did what it was told to do. I moved my face next to his cock and kissed the head, then took it into my mouth. There was one, maybe two large drops that I licked off and swallowed. Very salty, very strange, but not so bad in that small amount. Another bridge crossed. 

"Good buddy. Now suck it a little more, I'd love to give you a final reward," he said.

I couldn't believe it. Was he already recharged? I wrapped my lips around his wonderful black cock. At that same moment he let loose a torrent of hot piss. Not much, but enough to fill my mouth. I was about to spit it out when he grabbed the back of my head and plugged my nose. I had no choice. I swallowed the entire mouthful of his piss.

"Ha. You did it buddy. Just like you promised on line. You were great. I can't believe I could get you to eat my ass and swallow my cum and piss. You're one hot slut buddy.

I moved away from him, realizing how stupid I had been for inviting him to my office, but hoping he would leave and never come back.

"You're so hot that I am going to want this again and again. Once a week is good for me," he said. "Does that work for you?"

"Um, no. I'm not really gay. I just got turned on by meeting you on line," I responded, "but I don't' ever want to do this ever, ever again."

"Sure you do buddy. You'll do it for two reasons. First, I now were you work and I can walk in here any time and ruin your job if I tell your coworkers you suck black cock and eat cum and piss. Second, I know your girl friend, Jennifer. You don't want her to find out about this. Do you?"

It was like I was hit by a ten ton truck. My insides went numb, the hair on the back of my head stood up on it's ends. What was I going to do?

To be continued . . .

At The Office



It's been a rough Monday so far. Figures are behind schedule, analyses are falling short of predictions- it seems like the pieces just aren't fitting together as they should. You lean back in your chair to stretch your arms and legs. Its 9:30 and you have not gotten up from your desk all morning. You look down & out the window of your office. 17 floors below, you see cars scurrying about. Looking straight out, there is a sea of rooftops & just beyond that is the big blue water. Wishing you were out there, you end your long stretch & are turning back to face your computer when a girl just outside your office catches your eye. You've never seen her before. You are excited that there's a new girl in the office. Aaahh... New flesh to feast your eyes on. Her hot body catches your eye every time she walks past the open door of your office. She bends over to file something, and you can see her panties perfectly from where you are: g-string. From underneath her short, tight skirt you see her bulbous pussy lips- they are peeking out from between her luscious thighs. You hardly get any work done that day, as many thoughts about the new girl drift in & out of your head.

That afternoon you go home and do your normal surfing and catching up with your friends & family. In your MySpace friends list you see many pictures of hot, scantily-clad girls. You look closer at all their pictures, as you start rubbing your yearning cock. Your rock-hard cock is sticking out of the button less fly of your boxers- seeming to be straining, reaching for more. You close your eyes to better focus on the self-administered pleasure. The image of the new girl enters your mind. The sensation of your hardening cock fills your palm. The pace of your hand quickens as you feel the cum starting to climb up into your dick. Groaning, your thigh muscles flex, and your cock spurts cum out the tip. The thick, white fluid runs down your cock and over your fingers. "Aahh, that felt so good!" you think to yourself. That night you fall asleep with a naughty grin on your face, as you drift off to dreamland while thinking about the new girl at work.

About a week later... Things at work are still not going as planned; contractors are dragging their asses. Looks like another late evening at the office. At 5:30 you say goodnight to the last employee as they leave the office. With a huge sigh, you get back to your plans for a proposed building on 6th Street. 

Meanwhile as you are totally immersed in your work, she is on the other side of the office suite. Yea, the new girl was staying late too- as she had a lot of catch-up work to do because there had been quite a gap since her position had been filled. 

Neither one of you are aware of each other's presence. You finally come to a stopping point in your work and decide to check your personal email before you go home. You are reading a sexy story a really hot chick that you met online sent you, she was even kind enough to attach a picture of herself; spread out & wet. Since you are alone, you unzip your fly and pull your aching cock through, leaving the button of your jeans latched. Wrapping your hand around your already hard cock, you begin to stroke its whole length. Looking out your window, you wonder for a moment if anyone can see you and what you're doing. A shiver of exhibitionistic excitement shoots up your spine. A smile comes to your lips and you give a quick little wave- just in case someone is watching you.

Just as you are about to close your eyes to savor the feelings of daring excitement rushing into your cock, you see the new girl walk by your office. Silently and without flinching she notices you and your 'handy work', but keeps on walking. You are not sure if she saw you or what you were doing. Putting your cock back in your pants with one hand while the other reaches to close your email when suddenly, she appears at the door. A rush of startled adrenaline courses through your veins, your heartbeat quickens.

It seems as though her skirt is a bit higher than it was earlier in the day. Her light brown wavy hair was let free of its strict clip- set loose over her shoulders. There is a devilish look in her eyes.

She moves her hand high up on the door frame, while slightly bending one knee. Her blouse lifts up exposing her stomach- flat & pierced. You think your eyes are playing tricks on you, so you blink hard to re-wet your contacts.

Looking at her, now knowing this is real, you manage to eek out "Hi. I, I thought that I was the only one here."

Without saying a word, she then takes a few steps toward you, only closing the gap between the both of you by half. Her luscious lips part, "I was just wondering if you needed a little help."

You are completely speechless, but your body speaks for you. Your cock involuntarily stiffens. Her gaze seems to notice your body's interest in getting a little help from the new office girl.

She completes her journey towards you, taking slow, deliberate steps; her eyes never deferring from the sight of your hardened member. One leg in front of the other- almost crisscrossing, her sexy legs look so smooth. 

When she gets to you, she kneels down in front of you. Running her hands along your thighs from the knees up, she swiftly slips her hand inside your fly- it was already open- as you were so startled when she came in the room, zipping was forgotten. 

She enthusiastically pulls your big prick out through the fly hole. She looks at the big mushroom head atop the anxious cock. Her right hand is cupping your balls, the other firmly grasped around base of your fuck stick like a cock ring. Taking one last admiring glance of all 7 inches of your manhood, she puts her mouth at the base. At your crotch, her breath brushes by the smooth skin of your freshly shaved genitals. Soon there is a sensation of tongue; it goes from base to tip- pauses to tease your piss slit, then down other side. 

She looks up at you and sees that your eyes are shut- trying to savor the incredible feelings. She feels your fingers run through her smooth, silky hair. Pulling her hair to the side gives you a good view of her lips wrapped around the head of your stiff cock. She keeps only head of it in her mouth, applies great suction, and flicks her tongue on your frenulum. This move really drives you wild and you shift in your seat, trying not to cum yet. 

Suddenly, she takes your big cock all the way down her hot throat. Wanting this sensation to last, you hold her head to your crotch; her nose touches to your groin. Warm pre-cum trickles out of your cock and into her throat. Fuck it feels good to have your cock in a nice tight throat! You finally let her head free, and she gets up and sits on your lap. You are a little surprised (and elated) to discover that she's not wearing panties. Her wetness spreads itself all over your smooth genitals, as she starts wildly grinding her hungry pussy against your cock.

Even though she is grinding your prick rough, she does not let your cock penetrate her pussy. You can no longer stand this torturous teasing so you stand up, turn her around so she faces away from you & bend her over your desk. Maps, papers & pens are pushed off the desk and onto the floor by this lustful maneuver. Standing behind her now you look at her great ass. Reaching your hand around front, you rub her clit a bit- she wriggles around, but can't move much because you have both of her wrists above her head pinned down by your left hand. Wanting to tease her as much as she teased you, the head of your cock slides across her pussy slit. Ensuring you don't penetrate her yet, you make sure to bump the ridge of your cock head against her clit with every slide. Letting go of your grip around her wrists, you kneel down behind her and kiss her cunt. Your tongue plunges into her pussy, her ass is right there in your face and your nose rubs her perineum. The scent of her musk almost drives you over the edge. Your tongue reluctantly comes out of its hot, wet cave, and trails away from her twat. Gently gliding over her perineum, she gasps with anticipation. Briefly, your tongue feels the ridges of her tight star. The pressure of your lick tapers off as it exits her crack and moves up her back. 

Now standing once again, you plunge into her cunt all in one swift thrust. Her surprised gasp turns into a moan of pleasure. Below you, bent over your office desk you see that her skirt is up around her waist- this sight makes your cock harden even more. She can feel the rough jeans against her pussy as you pound your dick deep inside.

You are ready for a change in the pace, so you pick her up and take her over to the wall. Her back is pressed against the wall she looks so fucking hot there- up and ready in your favorite position. Kissing her deeply, your fingers dip into her pussy. She is so wet and hot. Before continuing to pump into her once again with your cock, your fingers leave her pussy and move up to her lips. Pushing your wet fingers against her mouth, you make her taste herself. 

Thrusting your pelvis forward plunges your cock into her cunt again. As you fuck her up against the wall, your hands wander under her shirt and fondle both her breasts. Her nipples are between your index finger & thumb, so you squeeze. Biting her bottom lip, she starts to moan. Still fucking her pussy, your hands rotate slowly- with her nipples still in their possession. Her pussy tenses up a bit with this sensation so you continue to twist her tits and start to pull. Slowly your fingers lose grip and slide off her nipples- they turn red and are very hard.

Your thrusting causes her head to rhythmically bang against the wall. The framed diplomas on the wall shake and rattle in beat with your thrusts. Thrust after thrust, her body shuffles farther up wall. Also with each pump into her, a moan escapes her lips- seemly forced out by your fucking action. You can feel her pussy oozing its excitement all over your cock, over your balls, and down onto your thighs.

Pinning her tiny wrists above her head against the wall, you pound into her pussy harder and harder with powerful upward thrusts. Feeling the hot cum creep up your cock makes you thrust into her as deep as you can and hold it there, only making slight movements to milk out your cum. 

Once your orgasm has subsided, you let your dick slip out of her wet cunt. Squatting down in front of her, you can see your cum starting to drip out of her swollen, well-fucked pussy. You quickly bring your tongue to her cunt and lick all the way from her hole up to her swollen clit. She quivers when your tongue goes over her clit. Your rigid tongue is now teasing her nub. With each pass over her clit, her body shakes harder. Her thighs are now shaking un-controllably, almost spastically, as you suck her clit into your mouth while flicking it with your tongue. Suddenly, she thrusts her pussy into your face and she moans loudly as her body gives way to orgasm. Keeping your tongue on her clit all the way through her orgasm, you ensure that she comes as hard as she can. 

As her waves of pleasure subside, she slides down the wall and is now sitting in front of you. Both of you are slightly out of breath, as you thank her for the wonderful evening. She smiles and says "Anytime. And thank you! You really know how to please a woman!" 

Back at work the next day you are analyzing some data for another project, when an email arrives in your inbox. All it says is: "Are you staying late tonight?"



At the Office



She stood in front of closet, naked with her wet hair wrapped up in a towel, staring at the line of clothing trying to decide what to wear for work that day. She was the personal assistant to a well known architect and he expected his "girls" to have a professional and polished look at the office. The dress code was skirt suit and a blouse, in boring colors of black, navy and gray. Her hand reached out and stroked the leather skirt she had bought while she was in Italy on a business trip over the summer. It was cut a few inches above the knee and made from calf skin. She pulled it out and stared at it. Did she dare wear it to the office? It wasn't to short, and when she bought it, the salesperson had talked her into purchasing a matching jacket. She gently took the jacket from the hanger and shivered as the leather brushed her nipples. She carried the suit over to her bed and laid it down. She turned back to the closet and her eyes settled on a sapphire blue silk blouse, smiling, she pulled it out.

She laid the blouse next to the suit and went into the bathroom. She finished drying her hair. Her hair was one of the things she loved about herself. It was brown, but with red tones, so it would shimmer in the sunlight. She wrapped her hair in a bun and tucked in the loose strands. She put on some light makeup, mascara and blush and stepped back. She turned, looking at herself in the mirror. She was not an unattractive woman. She was about 5'5 with curves. Her breasts were also something she loved, they were a D cup and not at all saggy. She placed her hands under her breasts, giving them a little support. She rubbed her nipples and watched them harden and lengthen in the mirror. She faced the mirror and ran her eyes over her stomach, a little bit of a tummy, but not much. She dropped her hands from her breasts and ran a hand over her pussy. She had shaved that morning in the shower and it was soft from the oil she had spread after her shower. The pleasurable feeling of her fingers sliding over the soft skin made her shiver.

She slid a finger into her pussy slit and ran the tip over her clit. She had masturbated in the shower that morning, but was still feeling horny. It had been several days since she had the pleasure of a man's company and for her that was unusual. She had a very healthy sex drive and her few partners really enjoyed that aspect of her personality. Sadly, her regular partner was away on a business trip and she had been working late to finish some projects and by the time she would be free in the evening her male friends had all made plans or were in bed already. Sighing, she pulled her hand from her slit and licked off her finger, enjoying the taste of herself. She washed her hands, brushed her teeth and went back into her room. She chose a light blue lace bra and panty set from her drawer and decided to wear thigh high stockings. She pulled a light blue garter belt from the drawer as well. She sat down, sliding the stockings up one strong leg and then the other. The stockings gave her legs a little color. She slid on the garter belt, clipping it to the stockings and then sliding on her panties.

One of her lovers had encouraged her to wear the panties over the straps of the garter belt, so that she could keep on the stockings when they made love. He said the feeling of the silk wrapped around him was incredible as he slid his cock into her wet pussy. She smiled and quickly finished dressing. She smiled at herself in the mirror. The blue of the blouse did bring out her eyes and the leather was soft and supple.

An hour later, she was at her desk answering the phone and setting up meetings for the day. One of the architects in the firm came up to her desk and perched at a corner of it. She looked up at him as she finished a phone call. He was staring down the front of her blouse and she quickly buttoned another button. He frowned slightly at her. She hung up the phone.

"Was there something you needed, Mr. Demmik?" He leered at her. He had asked her out several times, each time receiving a polite, but firm rejection.

"You look very beautiful this morning, Genna. But is a leather suit really suitable for a reputable architect firm?"She scowled at him.

"If Mr. Parsons has an issue with my attire, then I will go home and change. Please get off my desk. I'm busy." He stood and adjusted his belt as he leaned down close to her.

"I appreciate your outfit. Let me take you out for a drink after work." She took a deep breath and sighed. She was beginning to tire of his advances and knew tongues would start wagging if they did ever have a date because Demmik had a hard time keeping his mouth shut about his conquests.

"No. Thank you, Mr. Demmik." She was saved by the ringing of the phone. "Excuse me." She picked up the line as he stepped back. "Parsons Architecture, this is Genna. How may I direct your call?" She heard a soft masculine laugh on the line.

"Good morning, sexy." She smiled as she heard a familiar voice on the line. "I was sitting in my car thinking about you and I got a raging hard on." His soft English accent was so sexy she shivered. 

"How can I help you?" Mr. Demmik was still standing nearby obviously not done with pestering her. Michael laughed again.

"Demmik near by? Does he know how hard I want to fuck your tight little cunt? Does he know how it feels to have your sweet lips wrapped around my cock as you ride my tongue?" She took a deep breath.

"No, sir." There was rumble of laughter from the phone and she could feel her cheeks flush.

"Are you free today, darling? I need to bury my cock in your cunt soon." She flipped open an appointment book, scanning the entries for the day. 

"There is an opening at eight-thirty and eleven o'clock, this morning. Everything else is booked."

"I'll take both. Bye, love." She hung up and penciled in appointments for both times that morning. Mr. Demmik had gone back to his desk. At eight-twenty, her boss, Michael Parsons, came storming out of the elevator and through the office. The other architects in the office hushed and all eyes followed the 6' foot, muscular frame as he stormed into his office, the door slamming into the wall as he threw it open.

"Genna, get in my office, now!" He bellowed. She cringed and gathered up a pen and a pad of paper. The eyes of the office were on her as she stood and went into his office. "Close the door!" He was standing before the large window, staring out it. She quickly closed the door and heard the automatic lock. She also pulled down the blinds, giving her co-workers a grimace as she looked out at them. She finished with the blinds and then turned back around. Mr. Parsons was staring at her. He crossed the room in a few long strides and grabbed her, slamming his mouth against hers. She kissed him back just as fiercely, their tongues dueling in each other's mouths. She snaked her hands under his jacket and onto his back.

"God, I needed that." His English accented voice was heavy with lust as he spoke into her mouth. He bit her bottom lip gently and pulled back. His hands resting on her shoulders he looked down and smiled. "Nice outfit. I'll have to scold you for breaking the dress code." He winked at her. She laughed quietly. He released her and walked over to his desk, leaning against it. She watched him, appreciating his body. He had short black hair and vivid green eyes. He was in his late thirties, never married and led a respectable life as far as the outside world was concerned. Her thoughts drifted for a moment as she looked at him.

Nearly a year ago the two of them had been working late one night, finishing up the design for a new shopping complex. Michael had been working hard with a team of the architects and he had to finish up the final draft. Genna had offered to help as much as she could. They had finished and were sitting in the conference room relaxing before cleaning up and heading out for the night. Genna was rubbing her shoulders trying to ease some of the tightening. She was not used to leaning over a table for so long, drawing and redrawing lines. 

She felt strong hands on her shoulders and she stiffened for a minute. The hands worked the muscles of her shoulders and she quickly relaxed. His fingers were nimble and seemed to ease the tension from the tight muscles. She heard him take a deep breath. He knelt next to her and turned her face to his. He kissed her softly and she sat there in shock for a moment. He was about to pull back when she responded by placing her hand on the back of his head and kissing him back. He moaned into her mouth as her tongue flicked against his own. He wrapped his arms around her and pulled her from the chair, setting her on the table as they continued to kiss. They attacked each other's mouths, their tongues wrestling for domination over the other's mouths. He reached down and tugged her shirt out of her skirt. He quickly unbuttoned it as he moved his kisses along her cheek and down to her neck. He bit gently and she jumped. He slid the shirt off her shoulders. Her fingers played in his hair and she took a few steadying breaths.

"Mr. Parsons?" She asked her voice filled with bewilderment. He kissed her ear.

"Call me Michael." He whispered as his tongue flicked out to lick her ear. "What, love?"

"I am not sure we should be doing this." He nuzzled her neck. She buried her face against his neck, inhaling the scent of his cologne and his skin. He nibbled her neck and ear. He pulled back, but ground his cock against her pussy at the edge of the table.

"Do you want to stop?" He whispered as he looked at her. She looked up at him and realized that she wanted him. She had bit of a crush on him and now she was here, her pussy leaking its juices onto his pants. She shook her head no. He smiled at her and they kissed again. He reached down under her skirt and slid off her panties, lifting her ass off the table. He undid his pants and pushed them down. She grasped his cock in her hand and he moaned as her hot skin closed around it. She rubbed the tip against her clit and then he pulled her hand away. He pulled her to the edge of the table and slid his cock into her pussy. He moaned and his mouth found hers again. She undid his shirt and her fingers played over the muscles of his chest, her legs wrapping around his waist. He slammed his cock into her, the hot velvet depth enveloping his cock. She could hear the sound of her fucking and she moaned and writhed against him. 

He tipped her back and licked at her cleavage, one hand letting go of her hip to pull up her bra so one of her tits was free. He sucked the nipple into his mouth, nibbling and biting the hard nub. He continued to slam his hard prick into her wet pussy, her legs tightening around his waist. She bucked beneath him as she felt her orgasm begin to tighten her body.

"Fuck me, Michael. Fuck me." She gasped. He felt her pussy tighten as he sucked her breast into his mouth, his tongue flicking at the nipple. Her pussy was so tight; it was gripping his cock like it was trapped in a vice. He felt himself throb inside of her. Her orgasm exploding and the tightening and loosening of her muscles caused his orgasm to happen quicker then it normally did. He sprayed his cum into her pussy as he rested his head against her chest. Feeling her breathing heavily beneath him, he thrust his cock into her a few more times, enjoying the feeling as he filled her with his cum. He helped her sit up and they kissed for several minutes. She looked shy now and unsure of the situation. She rested her head on his shoulder.

"Genna?" She looked up at him. Michael put a hand under her chin. "I would like to see you on a regular basis. This isn't a boss taking advantage of a willing employee. We can take care of each other." She smiled and nodded. Now that she had him, she had to have him again and again.

She came back to reality when she felt a hand close over her breast. She looked up at Michael.

"Where did you go just then?" He squeezed her breast gently, pinching the nipple slightly and rubbing it between his fingers. She ran her hands up his chest to his neck.

"I was thinking about the conference room, when you seduced me." He chuckled and lifted her into his arms. He carried her over to his large office chair and sat her down. He knelt before her and reached up her skirt. His fingers danced over the top of the thigh highs and he smiled. He reached up to her panties and his fingers tickled over her pussy lips. He reached up to the waist band and slid them down her legs, kissing her thigh.

"I am so glad you listened and put the panties on last. I love the feeling of your legs in silk." He ran his hands down her legs as he removed her panties, stuffing them in a jacket pocket. He pulled her hips to the edge of the chair. "Spread your legs for me, love. Let me see that shaved pussy." She placed one foot on his desk and the other over his shoulder, spreading her pussy open before his eyes. He licked his lips, one hand playing with her breast, the other hand rubbing over her pussy mound, spreading around her juices and causing it to glisten in the sunlight from the windows. He leaned forward and took one long lick from her ass to the top of her slit causing her spine to bow and her pussy to push against his face.

"Oh yes." She whispered. "Lick my pussy." He took a few more licks along the pussy slit. He nuzzled at her pussy, his nose pushing against her clit.

"Hold your self open for me." She reached down and pulled her pussy lips apart. He tweaked her nipple and attacked her clit, a faint rumble, almost a growl, coming from him. He loved having his face buried in her pussy, almost as much as having his cock buried to the hilt inside of her. He flicked her clit with his tongue, watching her buck against his mouth. She bit her lip to keep from calling out. They had to be very quiet in the office like this, for the walls, though sound proof, did not block all noise.

They had discovered that one night when Michael had bellowed out when he came and seconds later there was timid knock on the door and a janitor asking if Mr. Parsons was okay. Genna had nearly dissolved into a fit of giggles as cum dripped down her face and breasts. Mr. Parson quickly assured the janitor he was fine and to have a good evening.

Genna ground her pussy against his face as he licked her clit. He pushed his tongue into her pussy and wiggled it around, feeling her pussy throb and clutch at his tongue. He pinched her nipple a few times and then used that hand to rub his cock through his slacks. He slid the other finger into her pussy, feeling it tighten around the digit. He curved it and ran it over her G-spot.

"Oh, baby. Make me cum all over your face." He laughed and attacked her clit with his tongue while he finger fucked her. He watched the muscles in her legs tighten and felt her pussy spam around his finger. Her clit throbbed against his tongue and then his mouth was flooded with her juices. He pulled back, watching her juices drip from her pussy onto the floor. He took one last lick of her slit and she shuddered. He laughed and opened a drawer. Pulling out a towel, he wiped his face clean and then used it to gently wipe her pussy, knowing she was sensitive. He wiped the chair and she stood, taking the towel to finish cleaning herself. He pulled her panties from his pocket and held them up to his nose as he stood. She held out a hand for them and he put them back in his pocket.

"I will hold on to them. So I know I can play with your pussy when ever I want today." She smiled and nodded. He kissed her and she licked the last of her juices from his mouth. She rubbed his cock.

"What about you? You're still hard." He glanced at the calendar on his desk and then the clock. It was nearly nine and he had a meeting with a woman wanting to design a hospital wing in memory of her husband.

"Will have to wait, love. I have a meeting with Mrs. Johnson in a few minutes." Genna laughed. The widow Johnson was a tawdry fifty-something woman who had been trying to get into Michael's pants for months. "Besides, Mrs. Johnson likes seeing my cock nice and hard. And I enjoy rebuffing her advances." She slapped his arm lightly. Genna didn't know if she was the only one fucking Michael, and she didn't care. She got to be with him on a regular basis and he was okay with her sleeping with other men when she wanted too. She straightened her skirt and he walked her over to the door, kissing her lightly on the lips. 

"Meet me in the bathroom at eleven? I want to bury my cock in your pussy." She nodded. He put a stern look on his face as she opened the door. "Next time you will dress in an appropriate manner for this office. Please escort Mrs. Johnson to my office when she arrives." He turned back into his office and she sat down at her desk. A few people glanced at her as she answered the phone and fielded phone calls.

At nine o'clock, a tall, blond woman strode into the office. Mr. Demmik jumped up from his desk to greet her. He chatted with her all the way to Genna's desk.

"Mrs. Johnson is here to see Mr. Parsons." Genna nodded and stood.

"Good morning, Mrs. Johnson." Mrs. Johnson ignored the greeting. Genna knocked on the office door frame. Michael was at his desk, his hand below it. He looked up and winked. "Your nine o'clock is here." He nodded. "Please, go in." Mr. Demmik walked Mrs. Johnson in and shut the door.

At ten forty-five, the door opened and Mr. Demmik and Mrs. Johnson walked out, her hand on his arm. Michael came out a few minutes later. He motioned to Sally, one of the other assistants. She came rushing over, a look of anticipation on her face.

"Sally, will you cover Genna's phone please? I need her to run an errand for me while I go to a lunch meeting." Sally frowned but nodded. She was trying to get the boss to notice her and today she had worn a low-cut red top and a black skirt. Genna had overheard a couple of the mail boys talk about the fun they had with Sally in the mail room one night. Something about being spread open over the copier. 

Genna followed Michael into the elevator after retrieving her bag. She stood next to him as the door closed. He reached down and grabbed her ass. 

"Go to the fourth floor in the men's room." He handed her a portfolio to drop off with the receptionist. He got off on the sixth floor and Genna rode the elevator down to the fourth. She stepped off and smiled at the receptionist of the magazine that occupied the floor. She dropped off the portfolio and chatted for a couple of minutes.

She wandered to the rest rooms tucked into a back corner of the floor and knocked on the men's room door and when there was no answer, she went inside. Michael was leaning against the door of a stall. He beckoned to her and she slowly walked towards him, hiking up her skirt. He licked his lips and reached down to undo his belt and pants. He went into a stall and sat down. He had covered the seat with toilet paper. She followed him in and locked the door, straddling his legs. His cock stood straight and practically quivered appearing as though it was begging to get into her pussy. She reached down and rubbed the tip over her slit, gently tapping the head against her clit. She sank down onto his cock and they kissed each other hungrily. Using the walls of the stall, she pushed her self up and down on his cock while he thrust into her from below. He unbuttoned her blouse and undid the front clasp of her bra, sucking a nipple into his mouth. He bit down on it, causing her to gasp loudly. Her nipple popped free and he caught the other one between his teeth. He sucked it for several minutes as he fucked her, sliding her body up and down his cock.

"Genna, I love having my cock buried in your pussy." He grasped her hips and lifted her up and then pushed her down again. The sound of their bodies slamming together echoed in the enclosed room. The door to the restroom opened and both quieted. He continued sliding his cock into Genna's pussy, feeling it tighten and pulse around his cock. She bit her lip and he sucked her nipple into his mouth, fucking her a little harder. They listened as someone used another stall, flushed, washed up and left. Genna gasped and her pussy throbbed around his cock. 




At the Office



He knew how much she got off fucking in public. They had done it in almost every bathroom in the building and had even fucked in a few dressing rooms in stores around the city. They both had other people they played with, but preferred having each other as primary partners.

He thrust into her pussy a dozen more times before his cock throbbed and he felt his cum spray up inside of her. She called out softly as she came, her juices dripping down onto his lap. They kissed slowly for a couple of minutes as their breathing slowed. He lifted her off and got up. She sat down and cleaned herself with some toilet paper as he did the same. He held out her panties and she slipped them on. He left the stall first and went to the door. He opened it and looked out and when the coast was clear she slipped out in front of him. They walked to the elevator together and got in when it arrived at the floor.

"I'll meet you at your apartment tonight at six." He leaned down and kissed her quickly. "Keep the stockings on for me?" She nodded and smiled. He got off on the eighth floor and she continued up to the eighteenth and her office. She crossed the room to her desk and sat down, feeling his cum slide out of her pussy. She smiled and answered the phone, barely able to contain her excitement for that night.



At the Office



I was heading to a club and got my 5'7" 140 lbs skinny sexy body all dolled up. I love to dress up and look like a hot woman since I have to spend my week as a boring man. I do compensate by having my ears, nipples, belly and tongue pierced. Ok it's more like I dress like a slut. I had on black thigh high stockings under my black leather thigh high boots with 4" heels. A super short and tight blue leather dress, it is so cute with thin shoulder straps and it hugs my body perfectly. I go out without padding any tits because I love my nipples rubbed. Under my sexy leather dress was an open cup black corset with garter straps and black boy shorts. I always feel so sexy in corsets because they trim my waist down to an hourglass. This one allows my nipple rings to be exposed. It's so hot! Tonight I had on my red bob wig and some heavy sexy make up. I added some accessories like big silver hoop earrings, silver hoop bracelets, silver rings to accent my painted nails and topped it with a sexy black choker. 

I was all set with my purse packed with my goodies for the night, some lube and condoms along with my touch up make up. I was going to a local alternative club that ranged from gay and lesbian to CD's and Transvestites. First however I had to stop at my office. It was very late on Saturday night and I knew no one would be there. I pulled in the parking lot and it was dark inside. I grabbed my key card and walked up. The click of my heels on the pavement was intoxicating and made me feel extra sexy. As I approached the large glass building I looked at my reflection as I strutted up. It turned me on to see the sexy woman walking up, and it was me. I swiped my card and walked down the hall to my office and swiped again to get in. I went to my desk to retrieve the items I needed when I heard someone clear their throat behind me. I froze as my back was to the door.

"Can I help you?"

I slowly turned and saw Tim the guy in the office next to me staring at me. I didn't say anything, what could I say? Tim is a good-looking guy in his late thirties. He was over six foot and had a nice athletic body. He is married and has been at the office about five years longer than me. I was pretty new and only 27.

"This is a private office and I'd like to know what the f..." 

His words trailed off. Oh shit he recognized me. 

"Evan?" "What the fuck are you doing man?"

I tried to give some lame excuse of doing this on a dare but he didn't buy it. Tim slowly walked up to me and pushed me against the wall. What was he doing, my mind raced!

"This is a very interesting situation, isn't it?" "The question is how are you going to handle it?" 

As he spoke his hands roamed up my sides touching my dress and to my chest. I was becoming very hot as he spoke and touched me. 

"Are you going to be a good girl and play along, or are you going to make this difficult and make me take what I want?" 

I was definitely not resisting this one as my hands lifted and I found his cock, which was very hard at this point. 

"Good girl, so what does my slut like to be called?"

"Katie" I replied. 

Tim then planted his lips to mine and shoved his tongue roughly into my mouth. This lit a fire of passion in me and I knew I had to have this man in every way. Our kiss broke and I slid down his body and began to undo his pants, pulling them down and exposing his beautiful cock. It stood straight out pointing at me. I was on my knees in my office, my leather dress sliding up exposing my stocking tops and garters, ready to suck the cock of a co-worker. I took hold of his steel rod and wrapped my painted nailed fingers around it. It was so hot with veins running through it and was totally engorged. I licked my lips and pressed my mouth to it allowing it to slid in and penetrate me. Tim let out a moan as it slid over my tongue to the back of my throat. I was getting excited and letting out sexy little moans. I held my lips tight and pulled it back out slowly and then pushed it back in once again. 

As I sucked his cock I looked up at him with sexy eyes. I knew he was enjoying himself as I worked his cock hard. I pulled it out completely and ran my tongue around his head and down the shaft. I then put my mouth on his balls and began to suck and lick on them as I jacked his dick. I was a total slut and loved the feeling it was giving me. My tongue ran up his shaft yet again and put him back in my mouth bobbing up and down. Saliva mixed with his delicious pre-cum dripped from my lips. When this happened I would pull him out and stroke as I licked my lips in a sexy way looking into his eyes. 

"Do you want to fuck my tight hole Tim?"

He nodded and I went back to sucking him hard for a couple of more minutes. I pulled him from my lips causing it to make a pop sound. I grabbed the zipper of my dress pulled it down, letting my dress fall to the floor. Tim's eyes widened as he looked at my corseted body, my nipples hard and exposed. I then took my panties off letting my little girl cock spring free. Tim's eyes were glued to me as I walked to my desk and I retrieved my lube. I put some on my hands and began to rub it into my little hole. I motioned for Tim to come over and like a good boy he did. I knew I was in total control now. I grabbed his cock and rubbed the lube all over it. My ass was good and ready to receive him. 

I bent over my desk and told him to go slow at first. He was a good lover and did just as he was told. Tim put his cock head to my boy pussy and pushed in till my ass gave way. Once the head popped in he stopped and waited for further instructions. I grabbed the desk and nodded as I moaned giving him the go ahead to have me. Tim grabbed my hips and began to push into me. Holy shit his dick was perfect. All those veins made for a wonderful feeling inside of me. He held my hips and began sliding his cock in and out of me. We both moaned in pleasure as he fucked me. The tempo increased, I could not take it any more and began to rub my girl cock. I wanted to cum and I was going to cum quickly. As Tim held my hips and fucked me my orgasm built. Suddenly as he was fucking me I could hold out no more and I began to shoot hot cum all over the side of my desk. My ass squeezed tight like a vise on Tim's cock. I felt him tense also as he pushed in one last time and blew a huge hot load into me. He just held me tight with his dick buried deep inside of me. I finally stopped shooting as Tim groaned and squeezed his last drops into me. Exhausted he let out a huge sigh. 

"Oh my FUCKING god that was hot!" Tim smiled as I spoke in between moans.

"It was baby" Tim replied, "but I have to go." 

As he spoke Tim pulled his cock out of me and pulled his pants up. Before I could say anything he was out the door as I was still bent over my desk with cum dripping from my well-fucked ass. I thought about what had happened and what events may come before getting dressed to head to the club.



At the Office



Sitting behind your desk in a leather padded chair. Desk is made of glass with a flat panel computer screen on one corner and papers spread out. Bookcase behind you, dark paneling on three walls. Oak colored door. One wall is glass with a view of the city. It has been a tense and frustrating day.

You are daydreaming, looking out the window. Playing with your computer keys. In walks the temporary secretary. Your regular secretary is on her honeymoon. 5'4", blonde hair to her shoulders, deep blue eyes, gray woolen skirt halfway up her thighs, tight, nylons, high heels and a light blue silk blouse. Unbuttoned just enough so when I leans over you, can see the yellow laced bra. Which I noticed you have been admiring all week.

'Sir, the rest of the papers you requested. ' As I walk into the office and place them on his desk. 'If there is nothing else, I'm taking off.'

'And what exactly will you be taking off?'

'Excuse me?'

'You heard me.' As you get up and move from behind your desk.

I step forward. 'Actually I have been wanting to take your shirt off all week. If I have been teasing you, you have been doing the same to me.'

'Really?! Then what will we do.'

I walk back to the door, moving my hips a little slower, closing the door. I turn around, 'I wouldn't want any interruptions.' As the lock snaps. I start walking back to you as I un-button my blouse.

You gape, not expecting this, but then relishing what you want to do to me.

As we meet in the middle of the office. You finish removing my blouse, running a finger lightly over my breast. I intake a quick breath and shudder ever so slightly. You turn me to face the window, as the sun sets; reaching over my shoulder you put a hand into my bra, caressing my tit. My breath increases as my heart starts pounding. I reach behind me and lean into you, grasping your cock as it grows in your pants. 

You begin to kiss my neck and shoulder, dropping both bra straps down as you push me forward and unhook my bra. Letting my 40 D's spill into your hands.

Brushing your thumbs across my nipples, I lean further into you, as I start to take off my shoes.

'No, leave your shoes on.' He whispers into my ear.

I moan as I replace my shoe. You step back, dropping your hands down to my ass and grabbing both cheeks firmly. You slowly raise my skirt. You gasp, when you realize I am not wearing underwear.

'Have you been like this all week?'

'Yes. I was hoping you would notice my arousal coming from my pussy, it's been wet all week.' As I turn around into you cupping my hand behind your head to kiss me. Letting my tongue explore your mouth as your tongue meets mine. I lean into you moaning, getting wetter.

You reach behind, me cupping my ass and pulling it towards your hardening cock. I start unbuttoning your shirt. As my hands explore your chest, lightly running across your nipples, watching you breath heavier as I take a nipple to my mouth, to play with it.

You break from me, breathing as heavy as I. I start to unzip my skirt.' No, please leave this on also.' I just smile as I reach out to undo your pants. First the belt-buckle, slowly, then your button and slowly unzip you. Pushing both pants and underwear, down your ass and to the floor. I kneel down as I help you step from your shoes and pants.

'Oh my....it's so hard, it must be painful.' As I look up, you look down as I take your throbbing cock into my mouth. You stagger back a half step as I engulf your cock into my warm moist mouth. Allowing my tongue to sweep over it, slowly, seductively, sucking as I reach for your balls.

You grab my hand, pulling me up to stand up against you, pulling me against your chest and cock. Tucking my ass so my pussy feels your hard on. Placing your hand onto my back you lean towards me, stroking your tongue down my throat to my tits. Taking a nipple into your mouth, I gasp, as your bite and pull on one then the other again.

I continue to moan. Reaching with your other hand you tease my clit. Moaning into me as you feel how wet I really am. I spread my legs to allow you further access as you probe and stroke.

Suddenly you stand up bringing me with you. You step back and look at me as I look at you seeing the feral desire in each other's faces.

'Now!' You growl. You step forward to the desk and scatter papers to the floor. Grabbing a tit you pull me to the desk. But instead of leaning me back, you turn me, bending me over as the cold glass hits my front, pushing my shirt up, you reach from behind and rub my pussy with your cock. Back and forth, faster, faster. 

Entwining your fingers into my hair, pulling my head back.

'Cum baby. I want to hear you scream.' Faster, faster you rub my clit and pussy as my cum builds.

'I want to be in you when you cum, tell me baby, tell me when.'

My cum builds stronger, I try to hold back, suddenly I feel it releasing in a wave through my body.

'Yes, yes, NOW.' I scream.

One final thrust you find my hole and slam into me as I cum. My pussy clenches and convulses as you start to pound me. I arch my back and move my hips to meet each thrust, deeper, deeper into my pussy. You keep moving, moaning with the feel of my tight, dripping, hot pussy. You want to cum, but you can't. It feels too good.

I build for another cum, from your slow, deep thrusting, pulling out to your tip, then pounding in deep again. Each time you pull out you can feel my juices on your balls. You slap my ass, lean forward, pulling my head further back.

'You are not screaming.' You growl. 'I need to hear your scream.'

'You first.' I reply.

You speed up the rhythm you lay your chest on my back, biting my shoulder, you reach to the front and find my clit. Pinching it. Releasing my hair you grab my hips to pound me harder.

'Ahhhhhhh, yes, fuck me, please fuck me hard.' As I cum you stand back up and slap my ass again. Pounding, slamming deep into my pussy.

'MMMMMM, I need to cum baby, help me cum now. ' I push back with all my strength. Making you come out. I turn, sit on the desk and grab you by the shirt, pulling you into my mouth, guiding your cock into me at the same time. I lay back as you pull my hips to the end of the glass. Going deep into me, sucking my tits, moving faster, building momentum. 

'Ohhhhh, I can feel you getting bigger, harder baby, harder.' As I meet each thrust I cum, letting my muscles pull your cock further into me, feeling you cum. Letting my pussy milk all of you out.

As you still keep cumming I push you off of me. You stumble backwards with a surprised look on your face, falling to the ground. I fall to the ground with you, taking your pulsing cock into my mouth and taking all your cum, milking you dry. You start to squirm.

'Okay, stop I'm sensitive!' I just clamp harder sucking you harder, to feel you spill over the edge.

Finally I hear your scream. As I slowly release your cock, one last final hard suck. You lay back panting. I straddle the top of you rubbing my pussy along your twitching cock. Then slipping it back into my pussy.



At the Office



You had no idea that I was heading in to see you that day. It wasn't first the time I had been to your office, but it would be the first time that I stayed longer than 5 minutes. People never asked you any questions. Or me for that matter. But you would never let me stay long enough for them to do so. Of course, I understood why and I never questioned it myself. 

I wanted you like this since the first time I stepped inside your office. The hard cherry wood desk felt like it was calling me. Even begging me to stay. But I knew if I asked, you would say no. So showing up like this was the only way. 

I dressed appropriately, just in case. Simple blue summer dress with a white embroidered cardigan. Nice flats and a clutch. Something very presentable with nothing on underneath. There was a good chance that with me showing up like this, you were probably going to be angry. You might even make me leave as soon as I arrived. But I was willing to take that risk. 

I walked in, surpassing your secretary, and found you settled in your chair behind your desk. Your back was to me as you were rummaging through some files. I could hearing mumbling and cursing under your breath. I knew you were having a bad day. You had been sending me texts all throughout the morning telling me of how much you needed a release. You never said why and it wasn't in my nature to ask. But I knew what you needed. I knew what you wanted more than you did. 

Since you weren't facing me, I took the opportunity to shut the door and lock it. I was hoping you wouldn't be needed anytime soon. And as soon as you heard the click, you swung around swiftly - one hand full of files, the other bracing your phone against your ear. I hadn't realized you were on the phone and from the look on your face, you obviously hadn't realized someone was there. You were definitely surprised to see me. Surprised but not the least bit pleased. 

"Louis, I call you back as soon as I find that file."

A simple click of the off button and a sly smile from my mouth and you knew exactly what I was there for. That probably irritated you even more. 

"What are you doing? I told you not to come here."

I sighed and leaned against the door. "I know. But you seemed like you were having such an awful day and I wanted to come visit. Hopefully make it better." Even I could hear the extra sweetness leaking from my voice. I was acting coy, but we both knew what I wanted. I behaved in this manner whenever I wanted something. 

"You need to leave. I have a lot to do today and no time to play games."

There's was both hesitation and frustration in your voice. Almost as if you weren't certain how to respond to me. Or if you even really wanted me to leave. 

I walked over to your desk, not once taking my eyes off of you as I removed my sweater and placed it with my clutch in one of the spare chairs. "No games. Promise." Walking over to you, I placed myself between you and your desk, surprised you hadn't moved away from me. "Can I just give you a kiss? If I can, I promise to leave."

I could see the hesitation in your face. You knew what would happen from just one kiss. And I knew you wouldn't deny me what I wanted. You couldn't, no matter how hard you tried. 

"Just one. And then you need to let me get back to work."

My smiled widen, probably more than I realized, and bracing my hands against your chair, I placed myself over and on to your lap. I noticed your arms flex as your hands gripped firmly on to the arm rests of the chair. You were doing your best not to get lost in the situation. "What are you doing?" 

I giggled from the realization that irritation and frustration had left your voice and nervousness had kicked in. 

"Giving you a kiss like you said I could. Don't worry. The door is locked."

And before you could protest, I placed my mouth against your lips and forced my tongue through. I knew it wouldn't be long before you caved and all it took was mere seconds. I could feel your hands guiding their way up my thighs and to my ass. You kissed me back with the same force as I was kissing you, darting your tongue against mine. But as soon as your hands gripped firmly to my bare naked ass, I felt your body tensed up and you pull away from my mouth. 

"Baby..." 

I wasn't sure if you were getting ready to protest again or just shocked that I wasn't wearing anything underneath. I could feel your cock hardening against your trousers. Your body was telling me exactly what you wanted. I pushed myself downwards, grinding my pussy against your cock and feeling you harden some more. You couldn't hide the pleasure of the movement as you closed your eyes and lightly moaned. 

"Do you know that right now the juices from my cunt are leaking on to your pants?" I said, smiling wickedly as I pushed down against you again.

"Baby, we can't do this here."

"Oh yes, we can." My breathing started to become heavy as I continued to rub myself against your cock. "I want you here. In your office. On your desk. And you know I won't take no for an answer."

I pushed myself against you harder and forced you to kiss me. I could feel myself dripping as your cock strained through the fabric. Your hands roamed everywhere they could find bare skin, roughly grabbing and groping at different parts. I could feel the want through your body and your mouth as you pulled me closer. And every time you grabbed me roughly, I would grind harder onto your cock. 

At some point, your hands made their way out from under my dress and to my shoulders, pulling the dress down and letting my breasts become free to your view. You took no time in breaking our kiss and attacking my tits with your mouth. And it took all the strength in me not to moan so loud. It was almost as if we were having sex in your chair. You sucked and bit at my nipples, hungrily pulling at them as I ran my fingers through your hair, pushing your face closer. I was practically riding your cock through the fabric, rubbing my clit against you as much as I could and feeling the rise of my orgasm. 

"Good god, I'm going to cum."

Without warning, you pushed me off of you and towards your desk, kissing me again and more roughly than before. 

"I can feel how warm you are with just you sitting on me. But if you're going to cum anywhere, you going to cum with my cock inside that warm cunt of yours. Now sit down."

I did as I was told, not even wanting to argue with you for interrupting my orgasm, and sat on the edge of the desk smiling. You quickly removed yourself from your pants and before I knew it, pulled my legs apart and shoved your cock deep inside of me. It was the only time I lost control of myself and moaned out loud.

In that moment, I was happy I had locked the door. Had anyone walked in, the position we were in would have been hard to explain. Me on the desk with my dress wrapped around my waist. You inbetween my legs with your pants and boxers at your feet, pounding into me roughly. We grabbed at each others bodies as you fucked me and while I was sure our clothes were becoming quite wrinkled from our hands, I didn't care. 

I grabbed at your ass and pushed you closer to me as my mouth went in to bite your neck so I could moan. I could feel every part of my body pulsating and wanting nothing but for you to fuck me like this all day, right on your desk. I knew what you wanted. I knew the reason for the roughness and the control you were taking. I knew what you needed. 

"You said you needed a release. Release yourself on me. Release yourself in me." And with that, I laid back and opened my legs wider to you. You stopped, just looking at me as I laid there. And once again without warning, started to pound into me. I bit my lip to keep from moaning out loud again and felt myself moving back and forth against the desk roughly. You gave no warning and no mercy but hit me hard with every push. Your fingers dug deep into my thighs, holding me apart, and I could feel the pain being caused by your hands, shooting through me like unforgettable pleasure.

As soon as I could feel myself wanting to cum, I didn't even warn you. I grabbed at the desk, pulling myself to you some more and then quickly covered my mouth as my orgasm started to go through me. It had to be obvious through the muffled scream and my body arching off the desk that I had hit bliss. And it was exactly what I wanted, to cum on your desk as you were fucking me. 

I started to breathe hard and suddenly felt like my legs were about to be ripped off from my body. You were gripping at them harder and had pulled me closer, fucking me faster than before. My chest heaved, as I both tried to catch my breath and stop myself from moaning out loud. I knew you were close and I wanted you to cum. Right inside of me. Right in the place you said we could never have sex. Right in your office. 

I felt you push forward and stop as you held your mouth close and groaned. I could feel the heat from your body and mine as you came and noticed the perspiration on our skins. You pushed into me some more before letting go of my legs and collapsing on top of me. I could hear us both breathing hard and for a while neither one of us spoke. 

When you finally got up and slowly pulled your cock out of me, causing us both to moan in unison, I suddenly wanted another round just to have you back in. I sat up as you pulled yourself together and felt our cum slowly leak out of me and onto your desk. I smiled wickedly. You looked at me, smiling as well. But I already knew what you were getting ready to say before you even spoke. 

"You need to go. Before someone ask who you are and why you're here."

I began to place my dress back over my shoulders and fixed my hair while you fixed your own clothes. "I know, I know. You don't want any questions." As soon as I felt composed, I began to move off the desk. You stopped me before my feet hit the floor and kissed me with the same passion as when I was sitting on your lap. 

"That was fantastic."

I kissed you again, showcasing my want, and then removed myself from your desk. 

"You're welcome."

Before I gained the urge and courage to have you take me again in your office, I fixed the rest of my dress, placed my cardigan back on, grabbed my clutch and headed for the door. Your secretary was just about to open the door as I did and without missing a beat, I smiled and moved past her. With her still in ear shot, I could hear her speaking to you. 

"Sir, your wife is on the line."



At The Office?



The other offices are silent and empty indicating that we've again worked later than anyone else on the floor. I unconsciously push an errant strand of my auburn hair behind my ear before languorously, lifting my arms above my head and stretching the kinks from my body. The motion draws my sweater taut against my body and lifts it above the waistband of my skirt, exposing an inch or so of skin. I see you out of the corner of my eye, watching me, and I arch my back a little more. Its a game we play...I subtly tease and you watch and we never say a word about it. But I wonder... 

I wonder and imagine. Imagine that, instead of returning my work, I walk out of my office and across the hall into yours. Moving between you and the desk, I sit on the edge, my skirt riding so far up my thighs that you can see the tops of my stockings. You are sitting in front of me, a little surprised, but your eyes move up along my legs...to my hands that are now at the bottom of my sweater, lifting it up sooooo s l o w l y. As I pull it over my head, we both hear the bobby pins falling from my hair and hitting your desk. I drop my sweater on the floor next to you as my hair settles around my face. I watch you as your gaze moves over me. You take in the lacy, black silk bra that I'm wearing, dark against my soft, creamy skin. My breath quickens as I reach behind my back and with a small twist, undo it, letting the bra slide down my arms. The cool air causes my nipples to harden—-or maybe it's the excitement curling in my stomach as you watch my fingers glide down over my breasts, circling over the dusky-rose tips before sliding down over my stomach. 

Your hands settle lightly on the skin above my stockings, sliding upwards under the edge of my skirt. Slowly, you spread my legs apart causing my skirt to ride up even further. Leaning forward, you blow against me and I can feel the heat of your breath through the black lace that covers me. Grasping the edge of the desk, I make a small sound at the feel of it. You stare intently into my eyes as your hands slide along the inside of my thighs. When your fingertips slip beneath the edge of my panties, brushing gently against my pubic hair, I breath in sharply and arch against them. 

My stomach clenches in anticipation as your fingers move against me, slipping between my lips, sliding easily, moving over me. You stand up, moving your hands to my breasts, fingertips barely touching me, striking sparks against my nerve endings as my nipples tighten even more. I run my hands up your arms and into your hair, pulling you to me and kissing you passionately—-moaning into your mouth at the taste, smell, feel of you. Still kissing you, my fingers move to your buttons. I have your shirt pulled up and half off before you step back and take it off for me. 

Slipping off the desk, I step to you, my hands touching your shoulders as I look up into your eyes. My fingers move down over your chest, my nails grazing your nipples before sliding lower, across your stomach and just under your waistband. Your arms go around me, your hands moving over my back. I shiver a little and my eyes close as I savor the sensation of our hands stroking over each other's body. Leaning forward, I touch my tongue to your skin, flicking it across your nipple and then moving it to the other as I slip my fingers under your waistband again. In a moment, I have your pants unbuttoned and unzipped. Using my body, I turn you and urge you back towards the desk. When you are leaning against it, I grin up at you mischievously and lean down to nip—-gently—-at the skin just above your navel as my hand slips into your pants and frees your cock. Still looking up at you, watching your reaction, I flick my tongue across the tip before rubbing you back and forth across my lips. I slowly suck the tip between my lips, pulling your length into my mouth, laving you with my tongue. Pulling back, I let you slip from my mouth and I run my tongue up along you to the base, nuzzling my nose against your pubic hair and breathing in your scent deeply before pulling my tongue back down over you again. Once back at the tip, I suck your cock in slowly again, sliding my tongue beneath you. I tease you like this until you can't take it anymore and run your fingers into my hair, pulling me to you as your hips rock forward. I hear your breath catch as your cock fills my mouth completely. I push my tongue up hard against you and I make a small, satisfied sound that vibrates over you. 

Your fingers are tight in my hair and my nails score the skin just along your hips as you move faster. Moaning again, I look up into your eyes to see you watching intently as you thrust between my lips. As I watch, your eyes close and your fingers ease and you stop. I start to move over you, but you stop me, holding me still. Opening your eyes, you lean down, sliding your hands to my shoulders and pull me up, your cock hard against me as it slides down between my breasts before coming to rest against my stomach. You kiss me hard and stand, turning us both. Then you turn me around until I am facing the desk. I feel your mouth on my back as your hands move down my sides to my skirt. I feel you pull it up, bunching it at my hips. There is a sharp tug and a whisper of material as my panties fall to the floor around one ankle. All of these are only momentary impressions because I can really only focus on the feeling of your mouth tongue teeth kissing nibbling devouring me. I vaguely feel one hand resting on my hip, holding my skirt up. Meanwhile, your other hand slides up over my inner thigh and then your fingers are touching me. You lean forward a little, moving the hand from my hip to my breast just as you slide two fingers inside me. I'm panting before this from the feel of your mouth but these new sensations cause me to breathe in sharply as I clench around you. Your mouth is still driving me crazy as I feel your fingers move to my clit, teasing me there for a moment before thrusting in me again. 

I'm so aroused, so wet and I'm pushing back against your fingers. I feel you move between my legs, your knees spreading them wider. I lean across the desk as your hands move to my hips. Your cock is pressing against me and then you enter me, thrusting forcefully. I tighten my muscles around you and push back, reveling in the sound you make when I do. My fingers curl into the desk and I vaguely realize that papers are falling all over the floor. That's only a fleeting thought, however, especially when I feel your fingers against my clit again. I'm moaning loudly and I feel the muscles in my thighs and stomach pull tighter and tighter. You are thrusting hard and fast, rocking my hips into the edge of the desk but I barely register the small discomfort. I'm entirely focused on the blinding sensation of you moving in and out of me as your fingers drive me crazy and my breath stops for a moment as I clench around you, almost screaming as I come. My body is limp when I feel your hands on my hips a moment later, holding me hard, as your own breathing turns harsh. You thrust hard and stop and I hear you groan a little as you come... 

I realize that my eyes are closed. Opening them, I look across the hall to your office again. You're gathering some paperwork and placing it in your briefcase...putting on your coat. You look at me and I see your eyes move up over my legs and across the front of my sweater before you meet my eyes. I grin a little as I watch you blush slightly at having been caught. You say goodnight as you lock your door. I turn back to my computer...but sometimes I wonder...



At The Office



I was at my desk finishing up the report that was due by the end of the day. I knew that if I did not get it finished I would never hear the end of it from the guys in the office. The guys in the office had been on my case about not going out with them to the bar after work cause I said that I had to work on this report some more to get it done in time. But that was not why I was staying late at the office. I was staying late at the office because you almost always stayed late. After that night two weeks ago when we had sex in your office on the desk for the first time I knew that I wanted it to happen again. 

I was just finished up the report as the last of the people in the office were leaving, but I knew that you were still in you office. I could see the light around your door. So I sent the final copy of the report to your email and started to get ready to leave work and maybe catch the guy at the bar for drinks that I had been missing. I was just getting ready to turn my computer off when my mail icon on the computer lit up. Figuring that it was from you on the report I had just send so I clicked on it to open it up.

It read----

Nick,

Just got that report you sent, and have a few questions on it. If you have not left for the day yet come into my office so that we can talk about it.

Thanks, Amy 

I quickly sent back a reply that I would be right in after I finished shutting down my computer for the night. So I shut down my computer and made my way to your office. I knocked on the door and heard you tell me to come in. What I found when I entered your office was not what I expected to see. You were leaning back on your deck with just your bra and thong on.

"Close and lock the door Nick," you said as I stood there staring at you. I quickly turned around and did as I was told to.

Turning back around I continued to look at you as my cock started to harden in my pants. I knew that I want to fuck you again and was really glad that it was going to happen. I walked up to stand in front of you placing my hands on your hips and leaning forward to kiss you. You kiss me back opening your lips so that I can plunge my tongue into your mouth. I push my tongue in and out of your mouth mimicking the act that I wanted to do to other parts of your body. 

I move my mouth to kiss your neck as you toss your head back to give me better access. While kissing my way toward your breast I reach behind you to unhook your bra letting I fall down your arm to land on top of our feet. I took you nipple between my thumb and finger slowly rolling them until they are hard little peaks. Moving my mouth down to capture one of them in it. As I suckle on your right nipple and then your left. You ran your hands through my hair and moan.

I continue to kiss my way down your body till I reach your thong. I slipped you thong down your legs so that that too pools at our feet. Kneeling in front of you I push your legs apart as I slowly lick up and down your sweet lips. Parting your lips I run my tongue around your clit then back down toward your opening. I push my tongue inside of you savoring the sweet taste. Pulling out I run my tongue back up to your clit giving it a few quick swipes as I feel your hips buck.

Standing I unbutton my shirt pushing that off onto the floor. Next I undo my pants pushing them to the floor letting my rock hard cock spring lose.

"I want you to fuck my ass Nick."

"Are you sure Amy. Last time you said........," I tried to say as you cover my mouth with your hand.

"Yes I am sure. I want you to fuck my ass."

"Ok. Then turn around spread your legs and put your hands on the desk."

"Just like when the cops search you," you say with a giggle.

"Yeah, just like that baby."

You turn around and get into the position that I told your to. I step up behind you letting my cock rest in the crack of your ass as I reach around and play with your breast. I let one hand slide down your body to your pussy. It is very wet so I reach around and run my cock through your juices to get it lubed up a little bit. I put my cock at the entrance of your ass and slowly push it in. You moan softly as I enter you. I continue to push in until I am about half way then I pull out a little and push back in some more until I am full seated in your ass. I pull out and push back in slowly at first to make sure that I am not hurting you. As I continue you start to push back on my cock and moan.

"Fuck me harder Nick. I need you. Harder, please."

I do as you asked and really fuck you ass hard. Slamming into your ass as you moan loader and your start to breath faster. I am getting close to cumming and I can tell that you are getting closer too.

"I am..... almost........... there," I stammer.

"Oh..... Oh........ I'm cumming Nick. Oh yeah........," you stammer out as I feel you ass tighten around my cock.

I pump once more into your ass as I start to cum too. Working my cock in and out a few more time to get all the cum out of it. Your arm give out and you collapse onto the deck with me on top of you. Both of us breathing hard and unable to more. When I can more again I lift myself off you and collapse into one of the chairs in front of your desk pulling you onto my lap.

"Oh my that was even better then last time. I had no idea."

"Glad you liked it, baby. I love your ass."

"Yes I loved it," she whispered.

"So was there anything about my report that you actually want to talk to me about."

"Nope. I was just trying to figure out a way to get you back in here to fuck me again."

"All you had to do was ask baby. I have been wanting to do this again for the past two weeks."

"Yeah me too."



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At The Office



It was dark outside and the building was nearly deserted. Rose wasn't used to working so late but her boss was still here and so she was stuck at her desk until he decided to leave. She stood up for the umpteenth time and tiptoed barefoot to the conference room to peep through the slightly ajar door. She sighed. Her boss Andrew was still at the head of the conference table presiding over the meeting. The company had recently been awarded a major contract and things had been very busy around the office.

It was barely two weeks since Rose began working at Taylor Construction as Mr Taylor's secretary and she was already considering quitting. Mr Taylor hired her, knowing she had no background in architecture and quite frankly, no interest in the boring day to day work of the business. She had made no friends so far and everybody kept their distance, suspecting she was sleeping with the boss. 

Andrew Taylor, the African-american chairman/CEO of Taylor construction was indeed her lover. Rose felt he made it pretty obvious by hiring her as his temporary secretary until the real one returned from Maternity leave. Nobody was stupid enough to believe that Mr Taylor in his infinite wisdom, would hire an out of work wannabe actress as his confidential secretary. For goodness sake, almost everyone working here had at least one ivy league masters degree to their name, but she had no college degree to boast of. She barely finished high school before deciding to skip college and become an actress. 

At 18, She packed up her meagre belongings from the tiny town she grew up in and followed her dreams to New York city where she imagined she'd be immediately snatched up to become a star on broadway. Three years later and with nothing much to show for it, Rose was still a struggling aspiring actress sharing a tiny apartment with Abby, her South African roommate who had a similar story. A few months ago, she met Andrew the rich young bachelor behind one of the city's fastest growing architectural firms. 

Andrew was a very intelligent man and very devoted to his work which made keeping a girlfriend much too difficult for him. To make up for his constant absence, he quickly developed the habit of spoiling Rose with expensive gifts. Being extremely jealous and possessive, Andrew despised Rose's ambition of becoming an actress and tried to monitor her as much as possible. The perfect opportunity came along when Anne his longtime secretary had taken her maternity leave. Rather than hire a random temp from the agency, he asked Rose to fill the position and she reluctantly agreed, knowing this was just another excuse for him to keep her where he could monitor her at all times.

She made her way to his office just opposite the conference room and shut the door behind her. The room was dark except for the lamp on his large mahogany desk and Rose was glad for the privacy. Standing at 5 feet 5 inches tall in her stockinged feet, Rose had a mane of curly brown hair and warm hazel eyes. Her ample 34C breasts stood out proudly on her chest, slightly exposed underneath the sheer blouse she wore. She decided to rest her eyes for a minute as she lay down on his brown leather couch. Who was she kidding? She was fast asleep within minutes.

When Andrew found Rose fast asleep in his office, he couldn't help but smile to himself. The meeting had ended a few minutes ago and when he noticed her absence from her desk he wondered what the woman was up to. Poor thing, he thought. He knew he had been overworking her and felt guilty for a second. The guilt soon faded when he noticed the position she'd fallen asleep in. Her long legs were slightly open revealing just a hint of her inner thighs. Her full lips, still stuck in her trademark stubborn pout, the outline of her delicious breasts clearly visible from the sheer top she wore. Andrew found himself getting aroused. The sight of his lover sprawled so sexily on his couch looking so completely vulnerable was too enticing to resist. Luckily, the building was nearly empty as the last of his staff were just heading home after the meeting.

He moved over to the couch and sat beside her sleeping form. He started to wake her by kissing softly on her lips and down her neck. He eased himself onto the couch beside her and placed his arm around her waist kissing and touching her all over. 

"Mmmmmmm" she moaned, "hey baby. I thought that meeting would never end..." she whined. He chuckled. 

He grabbed a handful of one perky breast through her see through top and assaulted her lips with his. Rose moaned again and Andrew relished the sound, thinking of nothing but how to get her all wet and ready for him. They were no strangers to office sex, as they often stayed back after hours while he was working on one project or the other, Rose's tempting body serving as a very welcome distraction. 

His other hand moved to her exposed thigh, caressing along the inside. He always marveled at how soft her skin felt against his rough hands.Tonight was no different, Rose felt exquisite under his palm and he quickly moved up to her hot moist center. Never one to play dormant, Rose reached for his collar, absently undoing his tie while she enjoyed his ministrations. He stroked her gently through her panties and soon their kisses turned passionate. After undoing all the buttons on his shirt, Rose reached for his belt buckle. At this point, her skirt was bunched up around her hips and the bows holding her flimsy top together were completely undone, leaving only the burgundy lacy bra cupping her sexy breasts exposed to the cold air, and his hot lips. He reached behind her back to unclasp her bra.

By this time, she had his belt loose and his pants unzipped. She reached in and pulled out his big chocolate monster. He grunted as she squeezed his hard dick in her small hand, stroking the length up and down. Deciding to return the favor, he pushed her panty to the side and slipped his large middle finger into her wet pussy. She moaned out loud in pleasure "oooooooh baby. Mmmmmmm" 

He quickened the movement of his finger, fucking her in a steady rhythm imitating the actions that his dick would soon be performing. 

Bra finally discarded, he leaned over and sucked one luscious mound into his mouth, nibbling gently on her nipple. She was on fire in his arms, rotating her hips around on his finger enjoying the sweet sensations of his wet tongue on her nipples. Soon he was whispering in her ear; "Naughty girl, you like my finger in your pussy don't you?" she moaned in response.

"Mmmmmmm Uh-huh"

Every little sound she made, sent him into a frenzy and her small hand tugging on his engorged penis had made him so hard and turned on. He increased the speed of his finger in her wetness fucking her harder and biting gently on her nipples. He used his thumb to rub circles on her clitoris, heightening her pleasure. He could tell when his lover was nearing orgasm, for her breathing quickened and her pussy began to contract around his finger.

"Oooooooh! Yessss! Mmmmmm" she screamed out. Andrew was glad the office was empty otherwise Rose's screams may have alerted the entire building to their lovemaking. She wasted no time in springing into action after her orgasm.

Kneeling on the carpet between Andrew's legs, she swiftly grabbed his hard length and sucked it into her warm inviting mouth. Andrew clenched his teeth, grunting in pleasure. No amateur, she knew just the right way to combine her hot mouth sucking and her hand jerking and before long, her lover was groaning and thrusting fervently into her talented mouth. 

"Damn, girl" he groaned, lost in pleasure.

When he couldn't take anymore from her wicked tongue, he lifted her up into his arms and carried her over to his desk. Both stark naked, he carefully balanced her plump ass on the edge of the table, and spread her legs wide before him. 

"I need you baby, gimme that big dick. Fuck my pussy hard" 

Rose didn't need to ask twice. 

Andrew was already sliding the head of his monster dick along her dripping slit. Rose moaned in pleasure as his thick head spread her open. Andrew relished the snug fit of her juicy wetness around his sensitive head. In one swift motion, he stuffed his entire shaft into her tight pussy.

"Ungghhh" she exclaimed.

He began ramming her soft pussy with his hard manhood, his balls making a slapping sound with every hard thrust against her ass. 

"That's how you like it baby?" he inquired, grabbing her bouncing breasts.

"Oh yess baby, give it to me hard"

He obliged her request, pounding harder into her pussy, driving her crazy with pleasure. He moved one hand to her clit rubbing furiously while the other hand tweaked her nipple. 

His hips moved rapidly, driving his hard penis into her drenched pussy.

Knowing he was approaching climax, he began driving into her deeper and deeper, sending her over the edge.

"Ohhhhhhh Fuckkkk! I'm coming baby!" she moaned continuously and he started to feel her pussy spasm all around his dick. He groaned feeling her hot tunnel clamp down hard on his thrusting member. Rose could feel every inch of her man's dick pumping in and out and soon she was bucking in the throes of orgasmic bliss underneath him. 

Just a few thrusts more and Andrew tensed up, exploding his hot seed into her sweet pussy. "Damn" he grunted, slipping out of her with a wet sound. Both breathing heavily, they walked back to the couch together and cuddled up naked. "That's my girl", he whispered into her ear, stroking her hair.