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Temporary Secretary

... phone. She keeps sucking until she gets every last drop of my essence and my cock deflates in her mouth. After swallowing my load she returns to sucking my cock to be sure that it is absolutely clean. She thinks she hears that maybe the phone call is winding up so she releases my cock and does her best to pull my underwear and pants back up before she puts her boobs away and fastens her blouse. Then, after licking her lips in an exaggerated way, she turns and walks out of my office giving her ass a few special wiggles on the way out. About fifteen minutes later my voice comes over the intercom. " Miss Jones, may I see you in my office please?" Nikki is standing in front of my desk when I ask in a gruff voice, " And just what was the reason for your performance a little while ago?" " You looked awfully bored, Sir," She replys, trying not to smile. " I thought that I would liven things up for you." " Well you did that for sure. I'm very amused at the sounds I was making while I supposedly choked on my coffee. It was very embarrassing for me because I think that he may have figured out what was going on. Do you know what this means?" " I'm hoping it will mean that you will fuck me when I can get you hard again," She replies while quickly unbuttoning her top once more. " Miss Jones, I hardly think that ... this ... is ... appropriate ... behavior ... for ..." Nikki interrupts, " Oh, come on Mr. Malone, you've wanted to fuck me since I was hired. I can see it in your eyes every ...

... time I come into your office. And you've wanted to see and play with these tits too, haven't you?" Nikki is topless by now and she is cupping her breasts in her hands, once again lifting them up and kissing them. I stand unbuckling my belt and sliding it from the loops of my pants, her eyes never leaving my hands. The leather belt folds easily in my hand and I chuckled. " What's the matter Nikki? I sense confusion, do you need it beaten out of you?" She somehow found her voice and tried vainly to take control of the situation. " Mr Malone, whatever this is, it's certainly not funny." " You're right Nikki, it's not funny, it's very serious." My growling voice is purposely low, assuring she is straining to catch every word, her attention wholly on me in this moment. She is staring at me, her eyes dark with lust, the inner turmoil in her head nearly visible. Her hair is soft in my hand as I reach over grabbing it, tugging it, forcing her eyes to me. " Now, take those documents you worked so hard on and put them away." Almost automatically, she slips the reports on my desk into the drawer next to her, my hand never leaving her hair. I smiled, forcing her eyes back to me again. " Next, you're going to slide off your panties, lift your skirt and bend over the desk, right fucking here in front of me." She didn't right do anything away, instead staring up at me - perplexed, still - doe-eyed, the picture of innocence even though I knew better. Knew completely better. Nothing innocent ...