Suzy Unleashed Chapter 8 - Sex Stories

Suzy Unleashed Chapter 8

... here.” She buzzed his office and said simply, “Suzy is here.” She nodded, hung up and said, “you can go in.” When I walked into Joe’s office, he was leaning against his desk with his arms folded across his chest. “Wow!” he exhaled as I moved closer, “you look amazing!” “Thank you,” I blushed. “Turn around,” he requested, “let me have a view from the rear.” I did as he asked, and he seemed even more pleased. “Are you comfortable in a skirt that short?” he asked. I shrugged. “All my skirts are like this. Some are a few inches longer, but some are even shorter. It…it’s all I’ve ever worn, so, yeah, I guess I’m comfortable.” “My customers will like that outfit,” he noted, “and if you really do have shorter skirts, you’re going to knock them out.” He moved closer and took my hands in his. “So, you obviously know what happened yesterday.” I nodded. “And you not only came back, you came back in an outfit that’s even sexier than what you had on yesterday. Do you know what that tells me?” “That I want the job?” I ventured. “Maybe,” he nodded, “but I was thinking of something a little more personal.” “That, that I want you to fuck me again?” I murmured. “Do you?” he asked. “Yes,” I whispered, unable to control the trembling in my voice. “I, I want to suck your cock some more and then I want you to fuck me again.” “Then why are you still standing up?” he asked, grinning. I sank to my knees and attacked his belt buckle. By the time I got it unfastened and pulled his pants down, he ...

... was sporting a huge erection. I traced its outline through his underwear than breathed, “God, it looks so big!” Without waiting for a reply I tugged his underwear down, freeing his hard cock. “It’s so beautiful,” I groaned, pulling it to my lips. “I want it so much!” As he filled my mouth, I realized that, as Kathy had said, I wasn’t acting. His cock was beautiful and I did want it. I sucked greedily, enjoying both the taste of his rod and the sensation of lust and pleasure sweeping through my body. He let me slurp on his meat for about five minutes before he took my head in his hands and forced me back, away from his pelvis. “Please don’t stop me,” I begged. “I love sucking you!” “What if I want to do something else?” he asked. “What if I want you to show me another talent?” “Do you, do you want to fuck me again?” I asked. He grinned and asked, “What do you think?” I stood up and looked him in the eye. “I think you want to fuck me.” “And if I do?” “Then, all you have to do is tell me,” I offered. He nodded and said, “Then let’s do it. I’d love to fuck that tight little ass again.” I stepped forward, toward his desk and reached under my skirt. By the time I reached the desk, my panties and pantyhose were pulled down below my ass. I leaned over the desk, pushing papers out of the way, then reached back and flipped my skirt up around my waist. “Do it,” I groaned. “Fuck me. Please, fuck me.” Joe didn’t miss a beat. In an instant, he was moving into position behind me, his hands ...