"Uhhhhh, uhhhh, oooo baby, keep... going... please!" she moaned as I pounded her sopping wet pussy with my cock harder and harder, I could feel her, tightening around my cock as she got closer and closer to her orgasm. She was stunning, she had the longest, sleekest legs I'd ever seen in my life, the most toned stomach, the perfectly sized pair of breasts that suited her frame to a tee, just everything about her was nye on perfection. "oh fucccccccck!" she let out another loud moan as one of my hands squeezed her firm boobs hard, flicking the nipple with my index finger, my other hand working on her clit, bringing her closer and closer... "OH BABY I'm COMINNNNNNG!!!!" she yelled.
I awoke with a start. I hated having sex dreams. Uncommon I know, but its just the fact that I had fancied this woman for so long and every time I saw her it drove me wild with lust. Yeah I'd been on dates and shit but I always started comparing the other girls to her. They just weren't quite right, not my type... but she barely even looked at me at the office, even though she was my secretary. I donned my suit, shirt and tie and got ready to leave my apartment to get on the tube, to get to work. The same old same old routine, the boring journey, the usual thoughts of Chrissy walking into my office, saying "Good morning Mr. Richards, how may I be of assistance to you today?" My reply being "Well first off Chrissy, under my desk, suck my cock until I cum in your perfect mouth and then lock my door, and fuck me til 5p.m. Unless you want overtime in which case, stay til late and we'll keep going when everyone else has gone." "Whatever you say Mr. Richards!" she would reply as she slid off that slinky red dress and did everything that I had ever wished for.
I arrived at my work at 8:50 a.m. And climbed the 20 flights of stairs to my office. By 9 a.m. I was in my seat. And waiting. Waiting because today was Monday, and Friday evening, I had left Chrissy a note telling her how I felt about her. I had never had the courage to tell her how I felt, until Friday. I had been regretting it ever since but it was done now. It was 9:05. I was logging on and she was late. Maybe she had resigned. At 10 past the hour I had given up hope of her showing but then, a head poked round the door, I saw her blonde wavy locks and instantly grinned "Good morning Mr. Richards, how may I be of assistance to you today? Sorry I'm late by the way sir! Any punishment you deem necessary I shall see as fit." She said with a slight grin on her face. I told her not to worry and that I was sure I could think of something. She laughed and left the office. Ten minutes later, I buzzed her and told her my computer was on the blink. She said a technician would be in in a jiffy to sort it out.
2 minutes later, in she walked clip-clopping in her sexy black heels, her sleek figure hugging red dress that should be made illegal and showing off those gorgeous legs oh so well. "right sir. What seems to be the problem?" she asked jovially. I told her I didn't know, that I thought it was something to do with the tower. She crawled under my desk and said that she would try and fix it for me as soon as possible. I pulled my draw out to get some paper work and as I did I was sure I felt my trousers get looser. Thinking nothing of it, I started writing on my paper work. 5 minutes later, I felt something warm wrapped around my cock. I looked down and Chrissy was there, with her cock in my hand, gently massaging it up and down. "well sir, you are the boss. And what you say goes. What would you like me to do with this...situation that has arisen?" she said and winked. I promptly told her I wanted her to put it in her mouth and suck me hard til I had cum down her throat and without warning in it went.