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Gabriella had been married for two, blissful years. Her husband, Jamie, was handsome, successful and madly in love with her, as she was to him. They were a beautiful couple; Gabriella with her long, flowing, golden locks of hair and bright, dangerously green eyes and Jamie with his thick, wavy dark hair, tanned skin and amber eyes. They couldn't enter a room without demanding attention.
That could be why, when Gabriella walked into her office on the first day of her new job as a journalist for a top newspaper, her new boss looked up in amazement. He looked at her long, bronzed legs, her tight fitting yet stylish skirt, a perfectly fitted blouse that seemed to caress the supple shape of her full breasts... he was almost salivating.
Gabriella could feel the intensity of his stare as he followed her, mentally undressing her. She turned to face him full on and smiled. She couldn't resist it. Her tongue gently traced her lips, her eyes drifted over the handsome man that seemed so enchanted by her. He was tall, at least six foot five, and had a mass of unruly dark, curly hair, a natural smirk and bright, beautiful blue eyes. She turned back to her new desk and tried, as professionally as possible to get on with her work.
That's when she felt it. A heat pulsating from inches behind her, she turned around to come nose to nose with her new boss.
"You're a good girl, aren't you?" He purred, "Getting on with your work like that." His muscular arms pinned her chair down, she was trapped. "Haven't you ever wanted to be..." He raised an eyebrow, "Bad?"
"Sir," Gabriella swallowed, "I'm a married woman." She tried to ignore the sudden wetness in her lacy panties - a gift from Jamie just last Christmas.
"Go on Gabby..." He whispered, sexual tension radiating between the both of them, "Do it. Be spontaneous. Be bad."
His hands slowly glided up her thighs, she reached out blindly until she found the blinds to her office, and twisted them shut.
"Be bad..." He growled again, his fingers finding the outline of her thong. He smiled, she thrust her fingers into his hair as his head disappeared under her skirt. She felt his lips trace her now sopping pussy, his teeth catch her panties as he pulled them to the floor. His tongue traced her pussy so gently... she was aching for him.
"I'm... I'm a married woman..."
His lips were warm, his tongue like an artists paintbrush on a bare canvas.
"I'm...a married...woman..."
Gabriella fell black. His mouth closed in around her clitoris and slowly, tantalizingly slowly, he began to suck. Gabriella began to pant, a bead of sweat falling from her forehead, she could see a movement in his trousers as he slowly got harder and harder. She lifted his head up from her supple thighs, her honey dripping from his chin. She fell to her knees in front of him and ripped off his belt and with an almighty tare pulled down his pants. He let out a soft moan, he was already half way there and she hadn't even began.
Taking his balls in one hand she began to massage them slowly, while in the other she began to slowly pump his hard cock. Taking the head in her mouth, her tongue darted out, caressing his foreskin, teasing it open.
"Last time I checked..." He panted, "Good girls didn't do stuff like this,"
"But like you said," She said, coming up for air, "I'm being bad."
Pushing him onto his back onto the carpeted floor she climbed onto top, her nails digging into his well toned chest.
"I think I like the bad you..."
"Sshh..." Gabriella whispered, "Don't make me gag you..." He raised an eyebrow in interest but she placed a finger on his lips. Taking her finger in his mouth he couldn't help but notice the sweet taste of her honey on it.
"Now Sir," She said, her voice low and husky, "Fill me."
Parting her slender thighs she guided him inside of her and let out a cry as they both orgasmed almost instantly. Grinding their pelvises together, his masculine hands fondling her supple breasts as she let her fingers slide down to her excited clitoris. Taking one firm nipple in his mouth he sucked for all he was worth and unable to resist it any longer, Gabriella came with brutal force. That's when they heard it. A polite cough.
Gabriella fell off him, honey dripping from her thighs as in humiliation he came too, shooting out over the carpet.
"Jamie!"
"What's... going on?"
"It's not what it looks like..."
"It sure as hell looks like it!" In a fury Jamie turned and fled from the building. Gabriella reached for her clothes and staggering, pulled them on. Her office stank of sex. Silently, her boss got up and walked into his office. A small IM popped up on her computer screen.
'same time tomorrow?'
Gabriella hesitated.
'I look forward to it.'
That could be why, when Gabriella walked into her office on the first day of her new job as a journalist for a top newspaper, her new boss looked up in amazement. He looked at her long, bronzed legs, her tight fitting yet stylish skirt, a perfectly fitted blouse that seemed to caress the supple shape of her full breasts... he was almost salivating.
Gabriella could feel the intensity of his stare as he followed her, mentally undressing her. She turned to face him full on and smiled. She couldn't resist it. Her tongue gently traced her lips, her eyes drifted over the handsome man that seemed so enchanted by her. He was tall, at least six foot five, and had a mass of unruly dark, curly hair, a natural smirk and bright, beautiful blue eyes. She turned back to her new desk and tried, as professionally as possible to get on with her work.
That's when she felt it. A heat pulsating from inches behind her, she turned around to come nose to nose with her new boss.
"You're a good girl, aren't you?" He purred, "Getting on with your work like that." His muscular arms pinned her chair down, she was trapped. "Haven't you ever wanted to be..." He raised an eyebrow, "Bad?"
"Sir," Gabriella swallowed, "I'm a married woman." She tried to ignore the sudden wetness in her lacy panties - a gift from Jamie just last Christmas.
"Go on Gabby..." He whispered, sexual tension radiating between the both of them, "Do it. Be spontaneous. Be bad."
His hands slowly glided up her thighs, she reached out blindly until she found the blinds to her office, and twisted them shut.
"Be bad..." He growled again, his fingers finding the outline of her thong. He smiled, she thrust her fingers into his hair as his head disappeared under her skirt. She felt his lips trace her now sopping pussy, his teeth catch her panties as he pulled them to the floor. His tongue traced her pussy so gently... she was aching for him.
"I'm... I'm a married woman..."
His lips were warm, his tongue like an artists paintbrush on a bare canvas.
"I'm...a married...woman..."
Gabriella fell black. His mouth closed in around her clitoris and slowly, tantalizingly slowly, he began to suck. Gabriella began to pant, a bead of sweat falling from her forehead, she could see a movement in his trousers as he slowly got harder and harder. She lifted his head up from her supple thighs, her honey dripping from his chin. She fell to her knees in front of him and ripped off his belt and with an almighty tare pulled down his pants. He let out a soft moan, he was already half way there and she hadn't even began.
Taking his balls in one hand she began to massage them slowly, while in the other she began to slowly pump his hard cock. Taking the head in her mouth, her tongue darted out, caressing his foreskin, teasing it open.
"Last time I checked..." He panted, "Good girls didn't do stuff like this,"
"But like you said," She said, coming up for air, "I'm being bad."
Pushing him onto his back onto the carpeted floor she climbed onto top, her nails digging into his well toned chest.
"I think I like the bad you..."
"Sshh..." Gabriella whispered, "Don't make me gag you..." He raised an eyebrow in interest but she placed a finger on his lips. Taking her finger in his mouth he couldn't help but notice the sweet taste of her honey on it.
"Now Sir," She said, her voice low and husky, "Fill me."
Parting her slender thighs she guided him inside of her and let out a cry as they both orgasmed almost instantly. Grinding their pelvises together, his masculine hands fondling her supple breasts as she let her fingers slide down to her excited clitoris. Taking one firm nipple in his mouth he sucked for all he was worth and unable to resist it any longer, Gabriella came with brutal force. That's when they heard it. A polite cough.
Gabriella fell off him, honey dripping from her thighs as in humiliation he came too, shooting out over the carpet.
"Jamie!"
"What's... going on?"
"It's not what it looks like..."
"It sure as hell looks like it!" In a fury Jamie turned and fled from the building. Gabriella reached for her clothes and staggering, pulled them on. Her office stank of sex. Silently, her boss got up and walked into his office. A small IM popped up on her computer screen.
'same time tomorrow?'
Gabriella hesitated.
'I look forward to it.'
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