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You might wish to read chapter one first.
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It was a night of dreams and restlessness for me. My experience the day before was unexpected and I knew continuing would be risky business, me being her boss, but I wanted more. Hell, I needed more. My sex life was boring. I had been rather wild in university but after my wife and I married, we settled into the routine of being partners and our intimate times became routine and uninspiring – for both of us I am sure.
Kathryn re-kindled my libido. Her body was exquisite and she seemed too comfortable in her skin, unashamed of showing her body or being lustful. Lustful for me, no less!
At 5 o’clock, I slide out my bed, careful not to wake Alice, my wife. I showered, shaved, and put on my favorite black pants and jacket. I made sure my underwear had no holes in them. By 6:30 I was sitting at my desk, the only one in the office and I was praying Kathryn would show up early, too.
It was a cool, gray summer morning and it was drizzling. To my delight, Kathryn showed up 15 minutes later than I did, carrying a large canvas bag. She had her hair down and was wearing a long, lightweight, soft green raincoat. She beamed when she saw I was there and came straight into my office.
“Oh,” she chirped. “I am so happy you are here, too, Sir.” She set her bag down next to the guest chair but kept standing.
“Hello Kathryn, I am so glad you are here as well.”
“Sir, I figure we have about an hour before anyone else shows up.”
“I think so, too.” Then I chuckled. “Why don’t you take off your coat and stay a while?”
Kathryn snickered. She undid the tie around her waist and unbuttoned her coat and then slipped it off to reveal what was entirely unexpected. She was wearing a white shelf bra over which her full breasts hung, and a little plaid, flared skirt and knee high white stockings. She twirled around. “You approve, Mister Swanson?”
I was mesmerized. “Uh, yes, I am, but…”
“Don’t worry, Sir, I brought office clothes in my bag to change into. Then she twirled again, this time with more momentum. Her skirt flared up as she did and I realized she was naked underneath.
“So, Mister Swanson,” Kathryn winked at me, winked at me. “Is there anything I can do for you?”
I laughed. “Well pretty much anything you want, Kathryn.”
She was still standing, facing me with her large breasts and extended nipples in clear view. “Sir, I am here for you. You are the boss. I will do as you instruct.” She walked around my desk. I turned my chair toward her and she got down on her knees and rested her palms on her thighs. Her gaze alternated between my eyes and my crotch.
I may have been out of practice, but I wasn’t a moron. I got the cue. I unzipped my pants and pulled out my cock, which was difficult to do because I was hard as stone. For the next 20 minutes, Kathryn literally worshipped my cock. She ran her lips up and down the shaft, teased the head with her tongue, fondled my balls and licked illegal bahis and sucked them. It wasn’t long until my pants were at my ankles. If anyone walked in, we would be goners, but I didn’t care.
Kathryn worked my cock deep into her throat, gagging a bit, but she was determined to go balls deep. Once she accomplished that, drool sneaking out of the corners of her mouth, she increased the pace until her cock sucking transformed into face fucking.
She was grunting amidst all the sloshing and gurgling sounds. At one point she worked her finger into my asshole and massaged me there, rotating her finger around and around inside my hole.
I was making animalistic sounds and was staring at her mouth and my cock, enjoying the view, to the say the least. She had this technique that drove me crazy. She would grab on to the loose skin of my testicles and stretch them out as she placed her mouth over the head and just slammed it into her throat. Over and over. Not fast but not slow. The dual sensation of her deep throating me while stretch my balls was unlike any I had experienced.
When she took my cock out of her mouth, she looked up at me with a little girl look and whispered, “Daddy, can I sit on your wonderful cock?”
I don’t know about you but when a woman, especially a woman who has been sucking your cock, calls you ‘Daddy’ I am hers. Not hers like I belong to her. Rather, I was hers in the way that allows a man to take full advantage of her desire to please.
“Yes, baby,” I muttered.
Kathryn stood up, turned around, and lifted her skirt. She reached around and grabbed my cock to guide it inside of her.
I couldn’t believe I was going to be in her pussy right there in my office, but that thought changed when I realized she was trying to get my cock into her ass. It wasn’t going in at first, and I imagine Kathryn sensed I was struggling as well.
“Sir,” she said. “Please be patient. I don’t believe a girl like me should use lubricant, but if you are patient, I will get your cock into my dry asshole.” She giggled. “And fuck your brains out.”
I reached underneath her and did my best to open her ass cheeks as she worked my cock into the opening. It took several minutes before she had my cock head inside her ass. Once she accomplished that, she looked back at me and said, “Ready now, Sir.”
All I could say was, “Fuck.”
“Yes, Sir,” she laughed as she lowered herself onto my cock and rested her ass on my balls. “There we go,” she said.
Kathryn started rocking up and down on my cock, my hands on her shoulders, assisting her with the downward thrusts.”
Kathryn’s head was back and her long hair flowed down her back. “Oh, Mister Swanson. Oh, please fuck my tight asshole.”
We were making a racket. The chair was creaking and the moans and yelps we were letting loose could have been heard by anyone passing by.
I knew I wasn’t going to last much longer and Kathryn could tell. She slowed down and said, casino siteleri “Sir…on my god…Sir… fuck yeh…Sir… will you…oh fuck Sir…will you let me drink you?”
That did it. I pulled out of her ass and she turned around and dropped to her knees. I stood up and began jerking my cock, my head above her tongue. I began shooting strands of cum all over her face and into her mouth. I must have pulsed out five or six streams of cum. My knees went weak and when I finally was spent, I collapsed into my chair.
Kathryn was grinning, my cum all over her face and tits. She opened her mouth to show me how much cum she was holding in her mouth. After she swallowed, she used her fingers to move the cum on her face into her mouth. “Oh, oh, you taste so good, Mister Swanson.”
About an hour had passed and we both knew we were getting too close to the line. Our colleagues would be showing up soon. Kathryn stood up and went to retrieve her canvas bag. She reached inside and brought a small black case and what appeared to be a cosmetics bag over to me. She opened the box and inside was a chrome steel butt plug with what appeared to be a jewel on the end.
“Sir, will you do the honours? I want to wear this for you all day.” She turned around and bent over and spread her ass cheeks for me. It was a large plug and I wondered if she could take it, but it slipped right in. “Hmmmm, thank you, Mister Swanson.
Then she unzipped the bag and pulled out a pink, egg-shaped vibrator and a remote-control device. She slid the egg into her pussy and handed me the controller. Her eyes were alive with excitement. “Sir, this way you can turn me on anytime you want during the day. It’s supposed to have quite the range, Sir, so you don’t even need to be close by to use my pussy.”
This was beyond my wildest expectations. I watched Kathryn as she put on her raincoat. Before she left she showed me a pair of red panties and matching bra and garter. “Sir I will be wearing this under my business attire, with black nylons and of course high-heels.”
Fifteen minutes Kathryn was at her desk in a blue business suit and a conservative deep red blouse. Her skirt wasn’t shorter than most women wore to work, but not so short as to raise suspicions. Our co-workers had begun to arrive as soon as she went to the bathroom to change.
Now the office was teaming with people. I walked out of my office and got a coffee, greeting people on the way. When I headed back, coffee in hand, I reached into my pocket and turned on the vibrator. As I passed by Kathryn, she looked more focused than I had ever seen her. She looked at me and smiled and mouthed the words, “Thank you.”
I must have played with the vibrator 20 times over the course of the day. One of those times was during the afternoon staff meeting. I was leading the meeting and Kathryn was taking notes, trying to look professional as I tormented her pussy on and off for at least an hour.
Afterward, she plopped herself poker siteleri on the sofa to the side of my desk, pulled up her skirt and began fingering her pussy. “Fuck,” she gasped. “You were cruel. I need to cum.”
I don’t know what got into me, but I gave Kathryn a stern look and put on my most serious voice. “Kathryn, you do not decide when you cum. Pull your skirt down and get back to work.”
Kathryn pouted and whimpered a bit, but I knew this was precisely what she wanted from her boss.
Toward the end of the day, I had a meeting with two gentlemen from one of our suppliers. Both were quite a bit younger than me. Both were black. They sat on the sofa and Kathryn sat in the guest chair, taking notes. While we talked I tormented her some more. She had to adjust herself in her chair more than once. While one of the men pitched me, I wrote a note and handed it to Kathryn. She opened it, and then set it down. The man making the pitch had an iPad and asked if he could show me some charts. I went and sat next to him and when I glanced over at Kathryn, I was pleased to see her following the instructions in my note. I had instructed her to “tease them.”
Kathryn’s legs were crossed but she had manoeuvred so that her skirt was resting high up on her thigh, showing off a bit of flesh above her nylons. Of course, she was pretending this was all accidental, but she had the attention of three men who by now were having a hard time talking business. The icing on the cake was went Kathryn uncrossed her legs to switch which one rested on the other. While she did that, she stretched over to my desk to grab another pen. Put those two movements together and what the three of us enjoyed for a couple of seconds was a very clear view of her red panties. There was a wet spot in the middle of her crotch.
After they left, Kathryn thanked me for allowing her to tease my guests. “I just love teasing men but leaving them wondering if that was really happening or just a mistake.”
I smiled. “It was hot, baby. Though I am thinking you should stop wearing panties at work.”
“Oh, Mister Swanson! Would you like your guests to see my bald cunt?”
I didn’t need to answer.
As we were in the morning, at the end of the day, we were alone in the office. I was standing at the lateral file cabinet, putting away some folders. Kathryn walked up behind me and reached around an unbuckled, then unzipped my pants. She pulled them down, along with my underwear and buried her face between my ass cheeks and rimmed me for about 10 minutes while she stroked my cock. When she knew I was close, she forced her tongue inside and stroked my cum all over the file cabinet.
I was breathing heavily. I pulled up my pants and made myself look decent once again. When I turned around, Kathryn was licking up my cum from the cabinet.
“My god, Kathryn, you are something.”
“Oh, Sir, I figure you can cum wherever you want because when all is said and done, your cum will always end up in my mouth or one of my holes. I hope that is okay with you.”
When she was done, she gave me a quick kiss and asked if she could go home. “I have to do some laundry, Sir.”
“Yes, of course, Kathryn.”
“Same time tomorrow, Sir?”
She didn’t wait for an answer.
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