1. A day at the office part 1


    Date: 8/26/2017, Categories: Fiction, Black, Consensual Sex, Cum Swallowing, Domination / Submission, Straight Sex, Hardcore, Job / Office Sex, Group Sex, Oral Sex / Blowjob, Written by women, Author: Honeypot714, Source: sexstories.com

    Papers papers papers ugh! I'm at the office again waiting for my fax to go through so I can make my way to the company lunch room. Sitting one leg across the other my stiletto heel hovered just above a stack of papers piled on the floor. There was so much to do! Lost In thought I begin to chew my pen, a bad habit of mine. I smelled him before I saw him. I in hailed deeply, "tony" I whispered breathlessly. His muscular physique and 6'3 frame took up the entire entrance of my cubical. I suppressed a shiver, he's so....intimidating. "You know Johnson if you keep chewing company pens you may have to reimburse us one day." His voice was as smooth as dove chocolate. I managed to slowly raise my brown eyes to meet his. Not failing to notice his toned, defined, muscular legs and his strong arms crossed over his bulking chest. He wore his suits perfectly fitted and must have left his jacket in the office because I could see his 8 pack rippling under his crisp white dress shirt. His smooth coca skin had no flaws and I followed it with my gaze up to his perfect juicy lips. He was so sexy. his eyes are deep and soul searching, fitting perfectly under his unmanicured eyebrows. His hair was always freshly lined and cut. "Ya..yess sir!" I stammered out a little too loudly while dropping the pen as if it was on fire. "Only kidding Johnson only kidding." He chuckled then bent down to retrieve the pen that dropped by my stiletto's. I inhaled, his smell made me dizzy and a watched with ...
    bedroom eyes as he came closer. Growing bold I made sure to kick the pen deeper behind me. He glanced at me for just a second, then stood up. " pick it up Johnson" he growled. I gasped. His vibes which where casual and friendly had become dark and controlling. I wiggled out of my seat, why, why did I wear the tightest skirt I owned today? It was too hot for stockings so I ditched them as soon as I'd made it to my cubical this morning. My amber skin tone blending well with my black pencil skirt and black stilettos. I was 5'8 with heels 5'3 without them. For a second I just stood there, head bowed, fingers crossed, staring at his shinny shoes. "Now!" He sneered. I jumped and fell to my knees immediately, my large round bottom attempting to burst from the confides of my skirt. I racked my brain to try and remember what underwear I'd thrown on this morning, if any! A red thong and black bra slipped into my memory. I began to crawl awkwardly toward the pen, one hand holding the base of my skirt the other pulling me forward. My heels where up in the air as I didn't want scuff marks. "Let your skirt go" he said, much softer then before. I reluctantly released my skirt and felt it draw up immediately revealing my lacy red thong and big round amber ass. I felt him inhale behind me, a growl escaped his lips. I felt a throbbing sensation in my walls and realized this was turning me on. I made sure to give my butt a few extra shakes as I retrieved the pen and crawled backwards out of the ...
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