Skull-fucking my Coworker - Sex Stories

Skull-fucking my Coworker

Let me just say that I am a married man. I have a lovely wife with one caveat - shortly after we were married I found out she was gang-banged by a few of her guy friends back in high-school. Let me assure as well that this didn't change the way I felt about her, only my commitment to staying monogamous. In other words, I get my fuck on when my wife ain't looking. I'll be brief, because this is a true story, and such stories are always brief. There was this slutty, Jewish girl at my work. I know she had kids because I saw the pictures of them but I also knew she was either divorced or single because she had no ring. That being said she was a total bitch to me. Every time I would ask the old guy at work if he needed help moving boxes of files she would make a comment about ageism. Well one day enough was enough. Let me just describe Anna first because she ain't that bad at all. She has bombshell, brunette hair, giant tits, and a wide big caboose. I don't know how old she is. She's probably 35. I'm 25 by the way, in case you were wondering. Well one day I am commenting on our representative at the bank and I say, "Remember the woman at the bank?" and Anna, like a mega-bitch, leans in and makes a weird coughing sound, ahem, and says, excuse me? I give her a look of death because I'm confused. Then I realize that this bitch is mad cause i referred to our rep as "the woman," instead of the "person," as if I give two fucks. Well I knew Anna was staying after work so I had a plan to ...

... shut this rabbi's daughter up for good. It was 5:00 pm - one half hour after work, when I entered Anna's office - she had her own office of course, the princess always has her own office. I noticed that every time I enter her office she looks straight at my crotch so I knew what was really going on with Anna. She wanted my giant gentile cock which was plenty hard through out the day and so large as to never go unnoticed - not just by Anna but the plethora of other hot chicks checking out my package. It does make me feel uncomfortable, except when I'm about to do what I'm about to do. So Anna asks if she can help me with anything in A/R. I barely ever have A/R issues so you can sense that something is up in the air - and I am hoping she is thrilled about it. I shut the door hard but with grace. It creaks and moves relatively slowly as it slams shut. She gets up as if mad but she knows what is going to happen too. Good, I think. I don't want my dick to be ripping through dry wall. I want my tip wet so I can sign on the dotted line. I walk up to her and grab her throat and push her up against the wall. She clutches my hand with on hand and puts her other hand down her pants fingering her self - the game is on and the jig is up. I put her on the floor like a gentile brute and shove my dick up into her, around her satin panties, while her long jean skirt - her Yiddish skirt - hangs around her legs. I look her straight in the eyes. The bitch looks like Scarlet Johnson with a cuter ...