Wednesday, July 3, 2013

Earning That Promotion

When my boss Mr. Crosby started getting me to put in some overtime, I didn't think much of it. After all, we had a big contract we were trying to finalize, and the extra time was necessary. What was unusual was the fact that he didn't have any of the others on the team working late, just us. Was he trying to get closer to me? I started to look for signs, and sure enough it was fairly obvious. Lingering glances. Touching my arm when he spoke to me. Seeming a tad distracted at times. Oh, and a rather obvious erection that tented his Armani suit quite nicely. And yet, he still seemed to hesitate on making that final move. Fortunately for him, and with an alterior motive in mind, I knew exactly what to do. I decided to give him something to get distracted by...
After giving him an eyeful of cleavage and a glimpse up my skirt, we got back to work for a bit. I figured I had misread him when he came over to the files where I was and said "you know, I didn't believe the others when they told me you were a tgirl. The more I thought about it though, the more it excited me. I know this isn't really appropriate but..." I stopped him there and leaped into his arms, thrusting my tongue between his lips. The kiss lingered and I broke it, taking his hand in mind and guiding it under my skirt, purring "I know you're been wanting this for a long time. Don't wait a moment longer. Get on your knees and show me how badly you've wanted this."
He looked up at me, then at the massive girlcock in his hands, stroking it slowly. I could see a little fear in his eyes, as well as a burning hunger. In his lust to be with me, he likely hadn't considered what I'd become rather adept at tucking away inside tiny skirts. I always feel that the best way to conquer fear is to dive in with both feet, so I grabbed his hair and pulled him forward, forcing my cock into his mouth. It took a while to adjust, but he soon began to relax and give a deliciously enthusiastic suck...
watching him bob up and down adorably on my cock reminded me that all these late nights at work had kept me from doing that very thing, so I gently pulled him off and whispered "strip and get on the desk. I am going to show you how it's done". Going a day or two without a hard cock in my throat makes me a little antsy. 2 weeks? The boy never knew what hit him...
I devoured him, taking his stiff prick effortlessly down my throat, moaning like a whore in heat. I stopped dead in my tracks when he whispered "please Ivori... fuck me". I didn't anticipate that, for sure, but being the resourceful girl I am, I grabbed some Vaseline from the drawer of my desk and lubed up, inching my cock into my boss as he gritted his teeth and took it like a man...
I pushed until every inch was inside him, and he shook violently, but didn't scream, to his credit. I settle into a comfortable pace, fucking him but not wrecking him. He shocked me again by begging to suck me, bur hey... he's the boss. Fresh from his ass into his mouth I went...
Fucking him in the ass was nice, but I needed it bad. I crawled on the desk and wiggled my heart-shaped ass, purring "Micheal baby, come over here and push your tongue into my sweet lil fuckhole and get it ready so that beautiful cock will slide inside..." He lapped away at my ass, getting it nice and wet, then finally got aggressive, climbing onto the desk and stuffing his cock in my ass...
After taking me from behind, he got bolder and flipped me on my back, his cock pistoning in and out of my tight lil ass, legs up over her shoulder. It felt so fucking good, and I reached down to stroke myself as he fucked me. No sooner had I started did he grab my hand and take me over to the photocopier, banging me from behind again. The sensations of his balls slapping against mine sent me over the edge, and I exploded, covering the copier with my sticky white load.
A few more strokes and he shoved me to the floor, jerking his cock as he let out a scream, pumping a massive load onto my face and tits. I thought he'd never stop cumming, and I didn't want him to. He regained his composure and said quietly "mmmm well, I do anticipate a lot more overtime in your future. Also I'd like to speak to you tomorrow morning about a new position that's opened up... good night, Ivori". He grabbed his clothes and left me there, rock hard and covered in cum. I felt a little used, and very slutty. So slutty I couldn't help but start stroking again, making myself cum. I felt sorry for the cleaning staff ;)

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