Hard at work
I don’t need a weatherman to give me a forecast. All I have to do is check out what my secretary is wearing, which during this time of the year is very little. I am certainly a fortunate boss. Some of you may know that I have gone through my share of secretaries but his one has stayed with me for about nine months. She and I have a unique and mutually satisfying working relationship. One thing that I especially like about my secretary is that she always looks different. She always changes something about her appearance whether it’s the color or cut of her hair. The styles of her clothing are dynamic. Her makeup and accessories are always changing as well. She’s like a new woman every month. Today her hair is black with bangs cut straight across just at her eyebrows. The straight length of her hair stops above her shoulders and is equally long all the way around. She has on a grey lightly pinstriped suit jacket with 3 buttons running down the front of which only two are fastened. There is no blouse or bra under the jacket. The mid thigh length skirt matches the jacket. It fits very snug to her hips. Her legs are covered with nude nylons. When she bends you can see the clasps of her garter clipped to their tops. The heels she has on match the rest of her ensemble. There is no jewelry only reading glasses hang down against her chest. I gaze at my secretary for a period of time as she enters my office. She twirls for me so I can check her out from front to back then front again. My secretary knows how this pleases me and she waits for my compliment. Our morning starts with her sitting in the chair opposite mine. We make small talk then go over the schedule for the day. Needless to say my eyes are focused on my secretaries seating position. Crossing her legs concealed only the portal to my secretaries hypnotizing jewel. The straps stretching from the tops of her nylons to the band of her garter guided my stare along her bare tanned upper thigh. My secretary doesn’t acknowledge my gaze. She sits completely confident and pretends that work priorities are the focal points of her thoughts. At some point during our meeting the second of three buttons on my secretary’s suit jacket becomes unfastened. The amount of cleavage visible is increased. My secretary uncrosses her legs then crosses them in the opposite configuration. Her body slightly twists. Her suit jacket balloons open, stressing the third and only fastened button and the shaded profile of the furthest breast is clearly displayed. Work is the furthest thing from my mind. The ring tone of my business phone interrupts my trance. I glance to the display. I had no intentions of answering but my secretary had already sprung from her chair. She politely took a message with a promise of a call back within the hour. My secretary didn’t return to her seat. Instead she leaned against my desk. A portion of her firm ass rested on the surface. Her hands were placed on the front of her skirt with her fingertips touching the flesh of her thighs just below the short hemline. My shaft twitched with excitement and anticipation. My secretary pulled her skirt upwards stopping once its hemline reached the top of her sculptured thighs. She parted her legs. Hardness settled into my shaft starting at its base and slowly taking over the entirety of my awesome length. One of my secretary’s fingers disappeared under her skirt. The bulge in my pants extended from my crotch along the inside of my pant leg to just before my knee. There was no urgency in my secretary’s movements. I couldn’t say with certainty what manipulation was occurring under her skirt but the fragrance of her sex was unmistakable. My hand roamed over the bulge in my pant leg. My girth expanded. My secretary’s finger reappeared from beneath her skirt. The wetness was visible. She released her skirt, turned then walked back towards her chair stopping when she was behind its back. She stood there momentarily then turned to face me. The third button of her jacket had been unfastened. The lapels were parted. I was witness to my secretary’s full breasts. She proudly and gently caressed her milk filled voluptuous globes. Minutes ticked away. My secretary tenderly tugged her fattened nipples. I unbuckled my belt. Both of my secretary’s hands slid to the undersides of her bountiful breasts. I unfastened the button of my trousers. She raised one globe then loving licked its fat nipple. I unzipped my zipper. The other globe was lifted to her lips. Her tongue swiped at its nipple as lovingly as the first. I pushed my trousers down then grasped my hardened thick shaft. She squeezed her two huge breasts together. I stroked my cock. She released her breasts allowing them to drop. I continued to stroke watching as her huge breasts bounced and wiggled. My secretary smiled at me, closed the lapels of her suit jacket, buttoned the three front buttons then turned and walked out of my office waving her hand as she left.
The morning passed by rather quickly and it was nearly lunch. The door to my office was open. I could hear my secretary greeting someone over her intercom then I hear the buzzing of the security lock on the outer door. Both voices were familiar. One belonged to my secretary. The other voice was that of her boyfriend. I walked to my office door, stuck my head out, said hello to him then asked my secretary if I could see her for just a second before she left for lunch. She stopped halfway into my door. From where my secretary stood her boyfriend could see only the back of her body as she leaned against the door jam. I fronted her, slid my hand under her short skirt and rubbed her clit with my middle finger. She didn’t flinch. Standing where I was and looking over her right shoulder, I could see my secretary’s boyfriend sitting glossing over a magazine. I eased my finger into her pussy. She emitted a subtle groan. I wiggled my digit inside her wet passage. She clenched her muscles to tighten her titillated tube. The boyfriend put the magazine down then leaned forward showing his impatience. I slowly eased my finger from my secretary’s clenched pussy. She smiled. I sucked her juice from my middle finger. She turned and left with boyfriend in tow.
The afternoon came and went as quickly as the morning. My secretary knew there was one more task to complete before she called it a day. She stepped into my office. My secretary was all business. She removed her suit jacket and hung it over the back of a chair. Without hesitation she unfastened and unzipped her skirt, slipped out of it and placed it neatly over the back of the chair as well. I sat patiently and waited. She walked to the side of my desk, placed the palms of her hands on its surface, backed her ass up then spread her legs. I sat patiently. In a calm unimpassioned voice she said “Fuck Me”! I didn’t say a word. I got up from my chair, stepped behind my secretary, dropped my trousers, spread her pussy lips with the fingers of one hand, grabbed my thick long shaft and guided it to her vaginal opening. There wasn’t much resistance when I forced my cock into my secretary’s juicy pussy. Once she was filled with hard thick meat the even paced fucking began. After a hard day of work my secretary wasn’t looking to be brutalized by my oversized cock. She preferred a long lasting steady dose of thick hard meat sliding in and out of her tender pussy and that is just what she received. Every time my secretary was on the verge of an orgasm I held her hips firm and stopped my fucking. I stood motionless while her cunt sucked my cock. When her vaginal muscles tired I resumed my paced plunges into her juicy willing cunt. I fucked my secretary for a solid hour before I allowed her to orgasm.
The morning passed by rather quickly and it was nearly lunch. The door to my office was open. I could hear my secretary greeting someone over her intercom then I hear the buzzing of the security lock on the outer door. Both voices were familiar. One belonged to my secretary. The other voice was that of her boyfriend. I walked to my office door, stuck my head out, said hello to him then asked my secretary if I could see her for just a second before she left for lunch. She stopped halfway into my door. From where my secretary stood her boyfriend could see only the back of her body as she leaned against the door jam. I fronted her, slid my hand under her short skirt and rubbed her clit with my middle finger. She didn’t flinch. Standing where I was and looking over her right shoulder, I could see my secretary’s boyfriend sitting glossing over a magazine. I eased my finger into her pussy. She emitted a subtle groan. I wiggled my digit inside her wet passage. She clenched her muscles to tighten her titillated tube. The boyfriend put the magazine down then leaned forward showing his impatience. I slowly eased my finger from my secretary’s clenched pussy. She smiled. I sucked her juice from my middle finger. She turned and left with boyfriend in tow.
The afternoon came and went as quickly as the morning. My secretary knew there was one more task to complete before she called it a day. She stepped into my office. My secretary was all business. She removed her suit jacket and hung it over the back of a chair. Without hesitation she unfastened and unzipped her skirt, slipped out of it and placed it neatly over the back of the chair as well. I sat patiently and waited. She walked to the side of my desk, placed the palms of her hands on its surface, backed her ass up then spread her legs. I sat patiently. In a calm unimpassioned voice she said “Fuck Me”! I didn’t say a word. I got up from my chair, stepped behind my secretary, dropped my trousers, spread her pussy lips with the fingers of one hand, grabbed my thick long shaft and guided it to her vaginal opening. There wasn’t much resistance when I forced my cock into my secretary’s juicy pussy. Once she was filled with hard thick meat the even paced fucking began. After a hard day of work my secretary wasn’t looking to be brutalized by my oversized cock. She preferred a long lasting steady dose of thick hard meat sliding in and out of her tender pussy and that is just what she received. Every time my secretary was on the verge of an orgasm I held her hips firm and stopped my fucking. I stood motionless while her cunt sucked my cock. When her vaginal muscles tired I resumed my paced plunges into her juicy willing cunt. I fucked my secretary for a solid hour before I allowed her to orgasm.