Stretching out my legs under my desk, I glance at the small clock in front of me.
11:42pm
“It’s already almost midnight,” I mumble to myself, “and I still have hours of work”. Groaning, I lay my head down on my desk for just a moment. But that moment must’ve turned into much longer because I startle awake. I look to the clock again.
1:17am
Shit! I fell asleep.
There is a light knock on my door. Realization hits me, that’s possibly what woke me up.
I start to alert the visitor that they can enter, but I find my voice is hoarse. I take a moment to clear my throat and have a sip of water.
“Come in” I say through a scratchy voice as it dawns on me that it’s the middle of the night. Who the hell could it be?
The door cracks opening slightly and a head peaks around to see inside.
“I don’t mean to bother you but I saw your light on and thought maybe you forgot to turn it off.”
It’s my insanely gorgeous co-worker. We’ve spoken on a few occasions, always a subtle flirt to our interactions. But nothing has ever really come of it.
“Thanks for checking, I was just working late.” I pause thinking of what I could say to keep the conversation going. “What about you? What are you doing here so late?” Lame. That’s the best I could come up with? I want to punch myself in the jaw.
“Oh, I was just working on a few things,” she opens the door wider and takes a few steps inside. “Mind if I come in?”
“Not at all.” I motion to the chair in front of my desk. An offering for her to join me. Instead of taking a seat, she comes around to my side of the desk and leans against it, directly beside me.
My eyes travel down her body and back up, starting with her sexy high heels, along her long legs to her tight, really tight skirt, over her equally tight top, to her perfect tits. I pause imagining what they would feel like in my hands or what they would feel like with my cock between them. My tongue wets my lower lip as I think about taking her nipples in my mouth, I can see them poking through her shirt. After what was probably way too long, I swallow my thoughts, my cock already getting stiff in my trousers.
I look up at her stunning face, her lips painted a pretty shade of red. Thoughts of her lips wrapped around my cock and her red lipstick staining me as she slides her mouth up and down my shaft pushes my semi to a full blown hard-on. I am straining in my pants and I need to shift and adjust myself. But I know she would notice how turned on I am, if she doesn’t already.
Her gaze shifts down to my lap and back up again. She definitely already notices. When her eyes meet mine, the tip of her tongue swipes the corner of her mouth like she just consumed something delectable before taking her lower plump lip between her teeth. Her eyes hooded with arousal. An arousal that definitely matches mine.
“What are you working on?” Her voice soft and sultry. I don’t even have time to answer before she turns herself, leaning fully across my desk, her perky fucking perfect ass in the tight as sin skirt a hair’s breadth away from the hand I have resting on my arm chair.
It is taking every ounce of my restraint not to reach out and run my palm over her ass and cup it. To rip the fucking skirt and panty hose off her and position my hard cock at her pussy and pound into her.
She turns to look at me over her shoulder, her ass brushing against my hand at the movement. I realize then she actually asked me a question. I couldn’t care less what I’m working on right now. But I guess this is the game we’re playing.
She’s leaning so far across my desk, the majority of my paperwork is covered by her body. It would appear she couldn’t care less about what I’m working on either. Time to have some fun.
I shift forward, completely aware of my stiff cock, adjusting myself to be a little less uncomfortable. I reach my fingers under her hip, guiding them against her body that is pressed on my desk until I’m reaching just under her tits. Could I have grabbed something that wasn’t under her? Yes. Was I going to pass the opportunity to trace my fingers against her body? Hell no. Besides, I’m intrigued to see how she responds to my advance. To my touch.
I swear she presses into my hand slightly before lifting her chest up enough for me to pull the paper out from under her. A move that makes her back arch, her ass lift, and my cock twitch. Fuck it, my patience is undoubtedly starting to wane.
I stand up making sure to position my hard cock so it rubs against her. Setting the paper down next to her, I angle my body so one arm is stretched over her, my other near the paper, my hard length pressed against her soft body. Leaning down closer to her but not too close. I need her to come to me.
I begin in a low deep voice. “If you look here” my fingers pointing to the insignificant piece of paper, “you can…” I lose my train of thought as she twists her body towards me. Her face inches from mine, her tits pressing against my chest, her legs on either side of my thigh, my cock pressed against her hip.
“That’s so interesting.” She croons, her voice breathy like a moan. She’s leaning on one elbow, pushes herself against me. Her other hand reaches out and she runs her fingernails through my hair. She pulls me closer until our lips almost touch. She’s waiting for me to claim her mouth. And so I do, fucking fiercely.
I pull her in deeper with one hand wrapped around the back of her head, my fingers tangled in her long hair. My other hand finding her ass, cupping it and gripping it like I wanted to do minutes ago. I push against her withering body. I can feel her legs open for me more as her skirt rides higher up her legs. My thigh pushes deeper between her legs. Feeling the hem of her skirt under the tips of my fingers. I yank it up above her ass. Her bare ass.
Lifting her, I sit her on the desk, positioning myself between her legs so she is straddling me. My tongue explores her mouth while my hands explore her body. I can feel the thigh high nylons reaching mid-thigh and decide those will be staying on. Along with those sext fucking heels.
Reaching between our bodies, I tease her pussy through her lacy thong with my fingers. She moans into my mouth and grinds herself against my hand. So responsive.
Her hands fumble to unbutton my shirt, and I let her because it’s sexy knowing I’m causing her brain to short circuit. I move my hands to lift her shirt desperate to see her tits. She pulls her hands away from me so I can lift her shirt over her head and I almost, almost, regret it until her tits pop out from under the shirt. I don’t regret shit. A lacy bra, which I assume matches her lacy panties. I cup her tits immediately with both hands, squeezing them before pulling the front of the bra down exposing her tits and peaked nipples.
I make quick work finishing to get my own shirt off then lean in and take her nipple in my mouth. She arches into me. Both her hands now grasping my head and pulling me in. I work my tongue over one nipple then the other. Moving one hand back between her legs while my other hand cups her tit. Pulling her panties aside. She’s so fucking wet as I push two fingers inside her. I bang my fingers into her pussy as she grinds against my palm. Oh fuck, she’s so tight.
Pulling my fingers out, I move her to stand in front of me. Reaching around, I unzip her skirt before kneeling in front of her. I pull her skirt down, making sure to leave the thigh-high nylons fully in place. She steps out of the skirt but I don’t move to stand, yet, despite her reaching to pull me back up to her. I rip her panties off, destroying them, before shoving them in my pocket.
Caressing her my hand over her leg, I lift it over my shoulder. Then drop my face between her legs and go to town on her pussy. I feast like it’s my last damn meal. One hand clasped around the leg that she’s balanced on. The other finding her tight wet hole. With my fingers, I tease the entrance to her pussy while I work her clit with my mouth lapping up all her juices like a starved canine. She gripping my head, holding on to me like she’d collapse into the depths of the earth if she didn’t. Her hips rolling into my face. I’d be more than okay to drown if this was my last breath.
She moans loudly and spasms around my fingers as I push my them deep into her pussy. She’s so needy, so fucking ready. But I’m not. I want to keep playing. I want to eat her pussy while she chokes on my cock. I stand and lift her up, her eyes curious as to what I’m planning.
Placing her on the desk, I turn her body so her head falls over the edge in front of me. The clank and whoosh of shit falling off my desk echos somewhere in the background. She plants her heels on the desk and opens her legs wide like a good girl. She’s getting it. I reach one hand out to rub her clit, using the other to unbuckle my belt and unzip my pants. I pull my cock out and run it along her pouty, red lips. Slapping my hard cock against them a few times before pushing myself between her lips. Fuck, her wet mouth on my hard cock feels so fucking incredible. I take a moment to enjoy it. Savoring the feel of her lips wrapped around me.
Standing over, I start slowly pushing my cock into her mouth deeper and deeper until I’m fully seated to the hilt. I can feel her throat constrict around the thick head of my cock. Pulling back just a little then hammering into her throat without mercy. I fuck her throat for a few minutes before leaning down between her legs and cupping my mouth over her wet needy pussy. Working my tongue on her clit, lightly pulling it between my teeth and sucking before releasing and moving my tongue back over it. I push just the tip of two fingers into her slightly. Curling them enough to rub that responsive rough spot right inside.
Meanwhile, I’m pummeling her throat with my cock. I can hear her gag and choke on it. Her hands wrapped around my legs pulling me in further and faster. Fucking sexy whore wants my cock so desperately. She’s working my cock thoroughly while I work her pussy until she’s moaning and writhing under me. I can tell she’s getting close by the pace at which her hips are rolling into me. I push my fingers deeper into her as I suck her clit into my mouth and flick it with my tongue. She explodes around me. Her mouth opening more as she attempts to scream with my cock buried in her throat. I use the opportunity to push further into her. Holding there long enough that her air is restricted knowing it will only intensify the orgasm slamming into her.
Just as the waves settle. I pull out of her mouth, spin her around, knocking more shit off my desk, flip her over, and pull her toward me so she’s bent over the desk, ass up, like earlier. I line my cock up with the entrance of her pussy and slam into her. Fast. No time to acclimate. But she’s so wet and ready after cumming she doesn’t need it.
I push so far into her that her body is flush against mine. My hand reaches out for her hair. Gripping it and twisting it around my fist. My other hand, flat against her back. I slowly pull out. Her moans filling the space around us. Then slam back in with a punishing assault. I continue to pull out slowly then pound fiercely into her tight wet pussy. Hard. Yanking her head back by her hair. Fucking her like the slut she is for me. I move my hand from her back and reach it around to her throat. Lifting her face higher towards me.
“You like that? You like being my little slut?”
“Mhm,” she moans as her eyes fall towards the back of her head.
I release her throat, using the hand twisted in her hair to keep her head up. I slap her cheek just hard enough. Before wrapping my hand around her throat again.
“I asked you a question, do you like being my little slut?” I grind out. Only accepting an appropriate response.
“Yes, Sir,” a throaty moan.
Releasing her neck, I move my hand down her perfect body. Squeezing her tit as I roll past it. Gripping her hip tightly, moving my hand to cup her ass. I let go and lift my hand before bringing it down against her perk ass. Spanking her once. Hard. Her body attempts to lunge forward as she cries out. But she doesn’t have anywhere to go with the heavy desk firmly planted in place and my hand still tightly holding her hair. I watch as the red blooms across her ass. Again, I slap her ass. Harder. She grunts through her teeth and I know that one hurt in the most pleasureable way.
I lean my body over hers, “does my whore like to get spanked?” I tighten the grip on her hair. A reminder to answer me properly.
“Yes, Sir,” the arousal and need in her voice palpable. Her hips pushing back into me as I continue to pound into her pussy.
I reach my hand around her, finding her clit. I press the tip of my middle finger just slightly off center, and circle it around her sensitive area.
“Oh god, oh fucking god” she groans as I work her clit and hammer into her pussy. She’s so close to release again. I’m also close but I’m not ready to be done fucking her yet. I get her off again. Her pussy pulsing around my hard cock. Her whole body tenses as the orgasm rips through her. Pussy gripping my cock with a fucking death grip. I move my hands around her hips to drive her up and down my cock until her body goes limp with relaxation.
I immediately lift her up, turn her around, and have her straddle my lap as we sit in my chair. I push into her then let her ride my cock. The sound of her thighs slapping against me. Her wet pussy coating my cock with her arousal. I hold her hip so my thumb can circle her clit as she bounces up and down on my cock. Her head is thrown back, so I wrap my other hand around her throat gently enough that I can feel the vibrations of her moans against my palm.
She’s sensitive and so close to cumming for a third time. I let her ride my cock, her hands gripping my shoulders for support, while I tease her clit. The grip her pussy has on my cock gets tighter the closer she gets. She doesn’t just fall over the edge this time, she plunges. And she takes me with her as I shoot my cum deep into her pussy. Filling her and marking her. She collapses on top of me trailing small kisses up and down my neck and chin. “Thank you, Sir. That was so fucking incredible.” I give a playful slap against her ass. “Watch your mouth” I scold her before claiming her with a commanding kiss.
