11:40. Sarah Silles hated this time. It was 20 minutes before her next appointment came. She was still frustrated from this morning since her husband Petre left her unfulfilled. Like the day before and the day before that. She thought "It wasn't that he didn't try, but Petre's peter was puny." She chuckled at the joke but was sad he was a mere four and one half inches when hard.
This morning, Sarah awoke Petre by straddling him. She pinned his wrists above his head with her hands and used her feet against his inner thighs to spread them apart. Her hot slit rubbed against the underside of Petre's cock until it was hard. She leaned forward and lifted her bum slightly so Petre's knob could penetrate her. Sarah sat back down and let him enter. Her cunt was wet and hot.
Sarah repeatedly slammed her firm buttocks downward wanting to feel as much of his length as she could. Petre was barely inside for 30 seconds before he started squirting his insignificant milt. He immediately lost his erection. Sarah's unsatisfied pussy spat out the useless dick with distain.
Sarah sat in her huge private office. She thought about when they were first married. She loved him very much and still does. Without a lot of experience, Petre satisfied her sexual appetite, but barely. She started working as a financial lawyer and pulled in millions for her company. Since her rapid promotion to Senior VP of Holtz and Associates, she found power was much more of an aphrodisiac and needed something to match in order to quench her wanton lust.
Her fingers slipped inside her blazer and rubbed with her hardening nipples through her silk blouse. A hand dropped to her lap and caressed her inner thighs. She pulled her tight skirt up enough to expose the straps holding up her stockings. A finger brushed her slit through her already soaked panties.
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11:55. The elevator door opened. Out strode a handsome, tall, well-dressed man. With confident steps, he walked to the reception desk of Holtz and Associates. His smile melted and entranced the young new girl behind the desk as he spoke to her in a beautiful and deep commanding voice. "Good morning, Melanie." Obviously reading her name plate. "Rod Cockswell from the Johnson Agency to see Mrs. Silles. I have an appointment. Is she available?"
Melanie shook her head. "Uh, yes. Please have a seat. I will call her assistant to see if she is available."
Melanie picked up her phone as she watched Rod unbuttoned his jacket of his tailored suit and sat in the plush wingback leather chair. Her eyes followed his legs as they crossed and drawn to the polished shoes. "Tess. This is Melanie at the front. There is a Mr. Rod Cockswell to see Mrs. Silles... (whisper) Yes, extremely attractive... Has to have at least size 12 shoes."
"Mr. Cockswell. Tess will be here to guide you to Mrs. Silles office."
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11:57. Sarah had her eyes closed. Her legs spread wide and her finger was directly on her blood engorged clit. She was close.
"Buzzz..." Went the intercom jolting Sarah back to reality.
"Shit!" She swore under her breath. She depressed the intercom button and managed to pant. "What is it, Tess?"
"A Mr. Cockswell to see you."
"Yes. Please show him into my office." Sarah instructed her EA.