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The Secretary, 4
The taking

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His hands on my shoulders felt good and I knew it was as close as he was going to get without my permission. I had only been in his house for 10 ten minutes and I wasn’t exactly sure what I was doing. I didn’t even know if anyone else lived there. What if someone came in? But oh, I wanted this.

He was saying something about something more to drink. His hands were massaging my shoulders, his thumbs were softly caressing the back of my neck sending a chill down my back. I knew he wanted me. I moaned softly and leaned my head back, feeling his body against the back of my head.

He was hard already, and let him press up against me as I dropped my head back against the chair. My head was right below his cock, and I smiled at the thought that maybe I could just open his pants and suck his dick right there. I gave him some encouraging words closed my eyes as his hands moved down my body and up under my sweater. His hands were big and strong but gentle. He pinched my nipples between his fingers, caressed my breasts, admired them and massaged them until I started to ache between my legs.

Taking control of the moment, I raised my hands up over my head, and reached for the zipper on his pants. I looked up at him and saw him looking down at me. His face was serious, but his eyes were dark and inviting. I started to unzip his pants, but then stopped. Sitting up, I put my hands on his pushed them aside. Spinning around in my chair, I turned to face him- the look on my face stern and disapproving.

“Do you think this is a good idea?” I asked him, standing in front of him. His expression was startled and his hard cock was still jutting out at me. He didn’t answer. He didn’t show any signs of embarrassment or remorse, he just reached his hand out and brushed the backs of his fingers under my jawline, and put his hands in my hair. I could not help but lean my face towards his hands brushing against my face. I couldn’t seem to think clearly and any sense of decency seemed to hard to acknowledge. I wanted him bad and I immediately hoped he didn’t change his mind.

His other hand came up and he rested his index finger on my top lip, “Probably not,” he said in a low sexy voice, “But I can’t seem to think of anything else to do right now.”

I opened my lips and took his finger in my mouth and sucked on it. He smiled at me, “good girl” he said as he pushed his finger in and out of my mouth and watched me suck on it for a moment.

I don’t know what surprised me more: the fact that he just called me a good girl or the fact that I was so turned on by it. I took a step backwards until I felt the desk behind me. Putting one foot on the chair, I placed my hands on the desk lifted myself up on the desk. Once I had my balance, I reached back for him and unzipped his pants and reached in to grab his dick. I always loved the feeling of mans cock in my hand, especially the first time. Stroking him, I pulled his pants over his hips and let him maneuver his way out of them. With my free hand, I took his hand and let it rest on my thighs that were open with him standing in between them.

He was big and thick and hard under my fingers. My mind was racing with thoughts and images of what to do next. I just wanted to feel his cock inside me. I wanted to lay him down and fuck him hard, I wanted to lay back on the desk and let him fuck me hard. I wanted to suck his cock.

I didn’t know if I’d ever get the opportunity to be with him again. Surely he wouldn’t ask me to come back and be his secretary after this. His fingers were reaching into my panties and pushing inside my cunt when I decided what to do next. I was so wet and he took me off guard. He pushed my legs open and fucked me slow with his fingers while I stroked his cock. Damn, he felt good. He pushed a second finger inside me and pushed his fingers towards my G-spot.

Thank God, I thought, as he rubbed my clit with his thumb. I let go of his cock and leaned back on the desk. It felt so good, and looking at him, he clearly liked getting me excited. He leaned forward over me and put his arm around my waist to support me, and put his face in my neck , sucking and gently biting at me.

“Will you cum for me, Beautiful?” he whispered in my ear gently nibbling it and licking the edges, as he increased the speed of his fingers inside me. I was so turned on I thought I would lose my balance were it not for him holding my body up against his. I still had on foot on the chair and I put the other foot up on the desk. I could not believe how brazen and trampy I was behaving for this complete stranger- but I couldn’t help it. My breathing was ragged and shaky and I could not stop myself from moaning out loud. I was pushing my cunt up against his skillful fingers and getting closer to my climax. Fuck, it felt so good- and I was right there.

He pulled my body close to his, and pressed his fingers working my pussy towards each other- the sensation was so wild and it seemed to pull the orgasm from my body. He heard the change in my breathing, and felt my cunt gripping on to his fingers, soaking them- and he held me tighter, pushing his lips towards my ears, “that’s right- baby, give it to me, cum for me…do it now…” he demanded my orgasm as I let go. The white heat rushed from my center and exploded through my body. He held on to me as my body shook beneath him and I called out, “oh yes, oh God yes….”

He pressed his lips against mine and kissed me hard as orgasm swept over me. He kept kissing me, his lips thick gently, pressing against mine. I was out of my mind with desire, caught between kissing him, biting at his lips and moaning out my pleasure.

As the orgasm started to subside, he slipped his fingers from my dripping pussy, licked my cum from his fingers and smiled at me.

I raised my eyebrows at him. Oh I don’t think so, I thought, biting my bottom lip and giving him a dirty smile, I am not done with you yet. an>
I reached down and grabbed his cock, with both hands.

I am just gettin started.