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Boss and ms. little Office Scene Part I
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Office Scene of Boss and ms. little Part I:
His hand slowly grazed over then pressed the intercom button. “ms. little, come into my office immediately.” Boss said in a steely cool voice with no indication of his temper at the moment. ms. little straightened her stockings and checked herself in the mirror in her desk. “darn” she thought, “Boss hates when my mascara sweats below my eyes and even worse when my red lipstick bleeds outside the lines” Her makeup always needed work after her walk to get lunch in the courtyard. ms. little looked everything over wondering what Boss might find to point out she had missed. What did he want now she wondered, her nipples already cutting through her blouse. Her heart pounding so hard the flesh from her breasts peeking out from the cleavage of her blouse jiggled with each palpitation. The thought of entering his office always made her feel this way, she never knew what to expect when she entered through the ebony door and into his stately office. He could never be predicted. Some days he would be strictly business other days he would bend her over his desk and many other things that made her body ache and quiver at the thought. ms. little noticed how really excited she was as these thoughts swirled through her brain and she became acutely aware of how her pussy began to throb and tingle and get wet as it always did when she thought like this. The time for thinking is over she thought as she pulled herself up by the imaginary string drawing her body up tall and thin and pulling her stomach and butt as tight as she could as she grabbed the handle of the door.
“What took you so long ms.little?!” he barked making her flinch a bit that she tried to hide but he most definitely noticed as he noticed everything always. “shut the door.” Boss said in a cool voice that made her pick her eyes from the floor to try to search his face for an indication, any indication…nothing. He searched her for any flaw that displeased him looking at her brown hair pulled up neatly into a neat and tidy bun with one loose wispy curl that had popped out after walking in the heat of the courtyard at lunch. He would say something to her about this, unacceptable, she knew this and he had punished her before although he secretly found it to be quite charming. Boss continued to peruse every detail of her wardrobe looking for the usual number of things she had overlooked. Her full breasts filled out the cream colored silk blouse that sat over the faintly visible peach and white lace bra she had underneath. Boss always liked this bra and liked even more that ms. little always wore matching and impeccably cared for lingerie. This particular set was one of his favorite it made her look so chased and pure when she knelt before him while he filled her mouth with cream or bent over his desk with the stark contrast of his red handprint juxtaposed against the soft peach silk. His eyes continued over her every curve he could see her breasts heaving, he knew her soft peach would be as wet as her silk panties and her clit would be hard and sticking out for him to run his tongue over like a little knob. He flashed her a crooked smile as her thought of this while he raised an eyebrow. Boss thought “no, she will not be getting licked right now” he had something else in mind.
Boss turned on his heel and walked to the dark blue velvet chair that sat in front of the apex of the huge corner of his all glass office that loomed like a villain lair over the metropolis. The sun was just dipping below the skyline making the lights in the tall buildings and scattered like stars become visible but there was just enough light to cast painters brush strokes of purple and fuchsia across the horizon. He looked like a statue as he settled into the chair and let his perfectly manicured hands curl over the arms of the chair his face became silhouette in the light of the fading sun without the lights on in the office except for the solitary lamp on the desk. ms. little began to wobble from standing still for so long as her stiletto heels had settled into his charcoal grey carpet. The inspection continued as he continued to look her over but now she could not see his face or what he was even looking at anymore and this thought made her uneasy and her breathing became shallow and infrequent. She could make out the the distinct cornflower blue stripes of his french cuffed shirt. Boss had a dizzying array of dress shirts and an obscene amount of cufflinks to the extent that she could rarely recall seeing him wear the same ones twice in her three years working there. Has it really been three years?, she thought still squirming in place trying to maintain her balance her heels had become one with the carpet by this point. Her thoughts were finally interrupted as the silence was finally broken by his low and commanding voice. “ms. little, come over here” his arm motioned from what was now darkness in the corner of the office only a harsh outline of his figure cut through the illumination of the cityscape behind him. She took a step, “stop!” his voice halted her and she lurched forward from stopping so hard the moment he said it her legs almost came out from under her, they ached from standing on point for so long in the high heels he always insisted she wear. “Did I say walk to me? Because I would distinctly remember saying that. No, I said come over here.” his voice came from the shadows. ms. little instinctively got on all fours and began to crawl to him, careful not to let her heels slide off as she attempted to gracefully move toward him. Her hips swayed and her skirt crawled up her legs as the clung to her stockings and moved higher till the skirt crept up over her garters and finally revealing her sweet lips that peaked out from the back of her skirt the silk clinging to her wet twat.
The carpet rubbed against her knees through the stockings getting hot from the friction she tried to glide rather than dig her knees in to avoid rug burn. Only a short distance from where she once stood was the chair but it always felt like an eternity to reach him while on all fours. Finally she reached the base of the chair where she knelt at his feet till she felt his hand reach gently behind her head and comb through the back of her bun then the familiar grip that made her wince then release. The force of the grab of her hair sent the entirety of the back of her hair cascading out of her neat bun. “Ask me.” His voice came in a deep low whisper. “May I please suck your cock Boss?” She said like uttering a prayer she had repeated a thousand times before.
“What are you ms. little?”
“I’m a dirty cock hungry whore”
“And what does my little whore love most of all?”
“I love your hot cum deep in my throat”
“Thats right my little pet. Yes you may. Boss has been wanting your little slutty mouth to drain him of every ounce of cum all day.”
She peered up at him from the floor her eyes welled with gratitude. Her hands traveled up his strong legs and brushed over his hard cock that had become trapped down the side of one leg as it became hard. She feathered his waistline and unclasped his belt and slid it from it’s loops ,rolled it into a coil and set it beside the chair. ms. little then gently reached into his pants and pulled his throbbing hard cock till it was straight and because of its mass it peeked out the top between his fastened pants and his flat stomach. Her silk blouse she began to unbutton slowly while looking up at him, then dropped it behind herself and began to rub her firm breasts and silken bra over the top of his member through his pants. She then stood up and unzipped her skirt turning her back to him bending over and pulled the skirt low and stepped out of it. “Enough with the games. You will come over here and pleasure your boss and you will not spill one drop of cum on anything you will drink every last drop. Is that clear ms. little?” His tone excited her his commands even more. She unzipped his pants and used her lips to pick up the head of his penis sliding it deep into her mouth getting the entire shaft wet. Her tongue flicked the shaft from the base back up to the head and then she slid back down deep into her throat becoming wet with her saliva. She imagined her throat and mouth were a pussy and let her mouth fuck his cock as such, letting it go deeper and deeper. Occasionally despite her skills it would go a little too deep making her almost gag and her eyes water, oddly enough she secretly loved when this happened and would do it intentionally from time to time. She could feel this act make his cock throb in her mouth and get harder. She took his massiveness in her hand and hit herself firmly with it on her cheek and inside her lips then began to suck him deeply again. Using her hand to squeeze the base and follow her mouth up and back down until she found a rhythm she felt him respond to. His balls began to draw close to his body and he began to get tense and she could taste his precum entering her mouth making her saliva more sticky, she knew he was close. Her rhythm remained steady but she went faster and then her mouth filled with the hot liquid she craved entering her mouth with such force and volume she had to swallow gradually to savor all of it. She held his cock in her mouth while it went through orgasmic aftershocks careful not to stimulated it too much but just held it in her warm mouth as the waves got less and less and he began to get soft again. ms. little careful to cleanup began to gently draw any residual nectar from the base of his shaft all the way to the tip using her mouth like a gentle squeegee. Then ran her tongue over his balls and through his well maintained pubic hair above his shaft. She then fastened his pants and tucked in his shirt and as he stood up she then readied to thread his belt back into the loops of his European suit pants. “That will be all ms. little. Get dressed and make yourself presentable or the whole remainder of the staff this evening will suspect the worst of you if they already don’t know what a dirty little whore you are. You may go home I will see you tomorrow and if you’re lucky I’ll fill that dirty little cum bucket of yours you call a pussy so you can have me dripping out of you all day while you sit at your desk tomorrow.”…. -
2 Replies
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Nicely done, Baby Girl! Thanks for sharing!
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Great job, babygirl!! I cant wait to read more!! You did wonderful!
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