Office Sluts Like Cum Too
October 16th, 2006My small company went and got big not long ago, which actually put me in an office. I began managing more and working outside less and still we kept doing well. It afforded me things I never believed I would get….free time on weekends, a nice office with secretaries and many other niceties I had never dreamed of. It also offered me something I never dreamed would be part of the package: office sluts.
Girls I had hired, ladies, even, who seemed so innocent became sexual animals, office sluts, right in front of my eyes, more often than I could ever imagine. It began with my first secretary, on a miserable day outdoors and when the doors could have closed early, there was so little business. I sat at my desk, looking out at the view of falling snow and wondering if I should just pack it up and go home. Liz came in as I sat in reverie, looking especially pretty, I realized. As a bachelor/owner, I confess, I gravitated towards nicer-looking gals. I also needed them to know what they were doing, so I guess I just got lucky. Liz had a large chest and shapely legs and had just dumped her latest boyfriend. I smiled as she entered, gazing at her short skirt, suddenly realizing she was foxy as hell, more so than I had even dreamed. As she sat across from me, her skirt rode up her legs and she did nothing about it. I am talking high thighs, here. She looked at me as I began talking.
“Liz,” I said, “ I think I’ll just send you home today, it’s so miserable out, no one will come by and fewer will even call.”
“Oh, that’s OK, Lee, I have filing needing doing. I think I might just stay a while. Besides, I hate to see you looking so lonely.”
“I look lonely?” I replied. “Darn, I was just thinking about hoe good I felt. I mean, I am sore as hell from the softball game last night, but Hell, I feel really good.”
“Aw, Lee, since you are so sore, let me rub your neck and back just a bit,” she purred, getting up rapidly and walking behind me. Wondering if I should let her, I relented, as she positioned herself behind me, her hands to my neck and shoulders, a soothing as hell feeling, I admitted to myself, and I let her go. It felt wonderful, she really did know what she was doing.
“Let’s get that shirt off, Lee,” she said and, without another word, she came across in front of me and began unbuttoning it. Trailing her fingers down the buttons, opening my shirt, she had it off of me in seconds, standing there with my shirt in my hand and looking at me. I noticed her eyes looked a bit different, some sort of animality there and I confess I did nothing to stop it. I was actually getting turned on. She was a big girl, initiating it all herself, so I decided to see where this went. To my surprise, she ran both her hands up the front of my chest, sensuously, then she came even closer yet, her hands busy at my chest as she got to her knees in front of me, her hands trailing down my skin, onto my belt.
“You need this belt off as well, Lee,” she purred, unbuckling it for me, then, to my surprise, this office slut unzipped my zipper, separated the fly, then began opening it further. She exposed my underwear, then began tugging my pants completely off. As they were removed, she then tugged at my underpants, slowly revealing a very, very hard cock, which sprung to attention in front of her, inches away from her face. The game was definitely on, “office sluts fucking their boss” the subject matter, and I was suddenly all for it. Nothing would have stopped me now.
“God, I have thought about this, Lee. Just relax and let me take care of you.” With that, she leaned in and put her lips around the head of my cock, just sucking in the head while her own hands began undoing her top.
“This I can help with,” I said and I began helping her off with it. Her breasts were in a bra, a lacy, uplifting thing showing an incredibly erotic cleavage, moving and shaking as we dealt with the bra. Finally revealed, she was a picture of sexiness, big soft tits, lipsticked lips, her blond hair cascading down around her bare shoulders.
“I want to suck your cock, Lee. I have wanted to since you hired me. Let me at that gorgeous thing.” She leaned in, her head bowed as I watched her go up and down on me, sucking my hard, throbbing cock between her lips. I did not know how long I could hang on before jazzing like crazy.
She worked that cock for a half hour, not allowing me to do anything, protesting when I wanted something different. “I want to suck you off every day, if you let me, Lee. When you come to work in the morning, ask me in, I will suck you and eat your cum every day. More if you let me.” With that, I blew my load right down her throat.
“Sounds good, Hon, I can do that.” I replied, shooting more and more cum as she drank it right down, greedily.
Since then, she does indeed suck my cock every day, like a breakfast treatment. Of course, she knows there are other office sluts I use regularly, some here at my place, others outside, in other rooms, some of whom she does not know about. I fuck them all, all except the gorgeous and very special Liz, who sucks me like a whore office slut she is. She has a permanent position here, not just on her knees, but in general. She has recently asked if I wanted her to do a client or two. She mentioned she would be glad to for me, if I asked. These office sluts find real sex in the office and they will go to any lengths to get more sex and more cum from nice obliging men like me. I might just have her suck a friend of mine who will be in Tuesday. Fuck, hot fucking office sluts, yummy stuff.