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These stories, the porn ones, are all a bit far fetched. Even the ones that purport to be ‘confessions.’ So once again suspend reality and hopefully enjoy.
Lunch time at my desk, trousers round my ankles and she was kneeling between my legs, her mouth around my stiff dick her head bobbing up and down. It was exquisite. She was very experienced and had total mastery of me. I was paralysed with pleasure, this wasn’t the first time she had indulged me thus.
I hadn’t taken her on but I am still her boss. I noticed her quite soon after she joined, very attractive, a brilliant mature shape and the easy manner of a worldly wise person. She had been in the company less than a week; I can’t exactly recall how many days when she knocked at my door. I invited her in.
She introduced herself told me a little of her background and how she was looking forward to the opportunity of working at the company. Even though she was perfectly decently dressed, I thought, there was a hint of too much leg on display and perhaps her eyes were a little too playful as they looked at me.
The conversation was going nowhere and I was about to bring it to a halt when she got to the point. She told me that everywhere that she worked she liked to feel a part of the family and that she liked to feel that she belonged to the company and in particular as her boss... as ‘the boss’ she felt she sort of belonged to me.
Now I have always been a bit slow on the uptake and I wasn’t quite sure if I had understood correctly. But before I could ask her anything she filled in the details. She handed me an envelope with some pictures, just a few but they made a clear statement. They were of her in very provocative attire and pose. As I perused them and looked her and then perused them again in words of one syllable she said she would make herself available to me, ‘for personal use’ during company time and ‘as reasonably required, outside company time as well.’
OMG!
She stood up, closed my office door, walked round my desk, kneeled, unzipped my trousers and pulled them down and opened her mouth wide. I had never ever been treated in this manner. I was speechless. Her mouth radared in on its prey.
I had never ever come in a woman’s mouth before, not with just the mouth in solo action, no use of a hand to help. That changed at that meeting, with her only using her delightful food hole, I exploded into her mouth, and as I came she pushed hard down, taking in as much of my juice as she could. When I finished she looked up at me and opened her mouth, so I could see the stuff I had released in there... she closed up and gulped it down.
She licked me clean and went to sit down again. I pulled up my trousers.
‘You can have me any time any way you want as long as I work here, but just you, not your friends, not work colleagues, not clients. I don’t expect any special treatment, I will still do my job as normal I feel the boss deserves special treatment and so I hope I can treat you specially.’ Her eyes rolled provocatively. ‘If we go out on a date, I will dress up for you, if you want, just tell me what you like and want me to wear, or not wear, or I can surprise you.’
I agreed to let her be my personal pet, why wouldn’t I?
We have done loads of stuff, been away for weekends, she allows me indulge every fantasy and sometimes I do some kinky stuff but we usually just have straightforward sex, because she is so brilliant at it and knows where to touch and lick. She is exceptional at reverse cowboy and that is a particular favourite, especially when we are able to get a mirror in position.
I particularly like conducting business calls whilst she is sucking me off in my office. Sometimes when we have been overnight on a ‘business trip’ I have her doggy fashion whilst talking to my wife on the phone. That is a real turn on trying to talk normally to the wife whilst fucking my work slut. And in case you think cheating on the missus is wrong, I can assure you my wife is no angel and has had far more extracurricular activity than I ever have. The last time that i am aware of was not so long ago when we were on holiday and I caught her red handed, so to speak, with a swimming pool life guard. In our room whilst she thought I was on a day’s sailing which I decided against at the last moment, I found her flat on her back, legs wide open with the life guard thrusting into her. She explained it away as a harmless holiday fling, she was bored and thought I was out and it didn’t mean a thing. The fact he was young, lean, well toned and with, from what i could tell a well proportioned piece of equipment stretching her, I suppose had something to do with it too. Not the first time and no doubt not the last. So do not worry on her account.
And now once again, in mid afternoon, she is kneeling between my legs and gulping down my stiff cock in her mouth. I do not want to come yet, I want the sweet pleasure of what lies at the top of her legs to be the repository for my juice.
I grab her hair and pull her up, spin her round and push her over the table. She always seems to like it best roughish (no pain though, just me being the boss!). I push her skirt over her waist and am pleased to see she had the sense to leave her knickers off before entering my office. I kick her legs apart and then check with my fingers to see if she is ready for me. As always she is soaking she really gets off on being fucked by the boss, that is her thing in all this, being had by the main man.
I plunge straight in and she lets out a wail of delight. As continue to thrust fast and hard she moans and gasps. All too soon it is over and I withdraw. I force her back to her knees to clean me with the slut lips of her mouth. Whilst she is still kneeling I sit and apologise for finishing much too quickly and she laughs at me, that it is my prerogative to come as quickly or slowly as I wish, she is there for my pleasure and free use. So I tell her to lie back on the floor and open her legs and wank herself off until she comes,
‘Oh sir, what a treat.’ And she fingered herself and moans and thrashes about on the floor until she comes. I know she hasn’t faked it because I can see her juice squirting our copiously.
What a slut, I tell her to tidy up and get back to work.
Tomorrow is another day and I will have to see what I require from her.
Lunch time at my desk, trousers round my ankles and she was kneeling between my legs, her mouth around my stiff dick her head bobbing up and down. It was exquisite. She was very experienced and had total mastery of me. I was paralysed with pleasure, this wasn’t the first time she had indulged me thus.
I hadn’t taken her on but I am still her boss. I noticed her quite soon after she joined, very attractive, a brilliant mature shape and the easy manner of a worldly wise person. She had been in the company less than a week; I can’t exactly recall how many days when she knocked at my door. I invited her in.
She introduced herself told me a little of her background and how she was looking forward to the opportunity of working at the company. Even though she was perfectly decently dressed, I thought, there was a hint of too much leg on display and perhaps her eyes were a little too playful as they looked at me.
The conversation was going nowhere and I was about to bring it to a halt when she got to the point. She told me that everywhere that she worked she liked to feel a part of the family and that she liked to feel that she belonged to the company and in particular as her boss... as ‘the boss’ she felt she sort of belonged to me.
Now I have always been a bit slow on the uptake and I wasn’t quite sure if I had understood correctly. But before I could ask her anything she filled in the details. She handed me an envelope with some pictures, just a few but they made a clear statement. They were of her in very provocative attire and pose. As I perused them and looked her and then perused them again in words of one syllable she said she would make herself available to me, ‘for personal use’ during company time and ‘as reasonably required, outside company time as well.’
OMG!
She stood up, closed my office door, walked round my desk, kneeled, unzipped my trousers and pulled them down and opened her mouth wide. I had never ever been treated in this manner. I was speechless. Her mouth radared in on its prey.
I had never ever come in a woman’s mouth before, not with just the mouth in solo action, no use of a hand to help. That changed at that meeting, with her only using her delightful food hole, I exploded into her mouth, and as I came she pushed hard down, taking in as much of my juice as she could. When I finished she looked up at me and opened her mouth, so I could see the stuff I had released in there... she closed up and gulped it down.
She licked me clean and went to sit down again. I pulled up my trousers.
‘You can have me any time any way you want as long as I work here, but just you, not your friends, not work colleagues, not clients. I don’t expect any special treatment, I will still do my job as normal I feel the boss deserves special treatment and so I hope I can treat you specially.’ Her eyes rolled provocatively. ‘If we go out on a date, I will dress up for you, if you want, just tell me what you like and want me to wear, or not wear, or I can surprise you.’
I agreed to let her be my personal pet, why wouldn’t I?
We have done loads of stuff, been away for weekends, she allows me indulge every fantasy and sometimes I do some kinky stuff but we usually just have straightforward sex, because she is so brilliant at it and knows where to touch and lick. She is exceptional at reverse cowboy and that is a particular favourite, especially when we are able to get a mirror in position.
I particularly like conducting business calls whilst she is sucking me off in my office. Sometimes when we have been overnight on a ‘business trip’ I have her doggy fashion whilst talking to my wife on the phone. That is a real turn on trying to talk normally to the wife whilst fucking my work slut. And in case you think cheating on the missus is wrong, I can assure you my wife is no angel and has had far more extracurricular activity than I ever have. The last time that i am aware of was not so long ago when we were on holiday and I caught her red handed, so to speak, with a swimming pool life guard. In our room whilst she thought I was on a day’s sailing which I decided against at the last moment, I found her flat on her back, legs wide open with the life guard thrusting into her. She explained it away as a harmless holiday fling, she was bored and thought I was out and it didn’t mean a thing. The fact he was young, lean, well toned and with, from what i could tell a well proportioned piece of equipment stretching her, I suppose had something to do with it too. Not the first time and no doubt not the last. So do not worry on her account.
And now once again, in mid afternoon, she is kneeling between my legs and gulping down my stiff cock in her mouth. I do not want to come yet, I want the sweet pleasure of what lies at the top of her legs to be the repository for my juice.
I grab her hair and pull her up, spin her round and push her over the table. She always seems to like it best roughish (no pain though, just me being the boss!). I push her skirt over her waist and am pleased to see she had the sense to leave her knickers off before entering my office. I kick her legs apart and then check with my fingers to see if she is ready for me. As always she is soaking she really gets off on being fucked by the boss, that is her thing in all this, being had by the main man.
I plunge straight in and she lets out a wail of delight. As continue to thrust fast and hard she moans and gasps. All too soon it is over and I withdraw. I force her back to her knees to clean me with the slut lips of her mouth. Whilst she is still kneeling I sit and apologise for finishing much too quickly and she laughs at me, that it is my prerogative to come as quickly or slowly as I wish, she is there for my pleasure and free use. So I tell her to lie back on the floor and open her legs and wank herself off until she comes,
‘Oh sir, what a treat.’ And she fingered herself and moans and thrashes about on the floor until she comes. I know she hasn’t faked it because I can see her juice squirting our copiously.
What a slut, I tell her to tidy up and get back to work.
Tomorrow is another day and I will have to see what I require from her.
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