The Protege chapter 2 - Sex Stories

The Protege chapter 2

... forcing the side of her foot between my labia. I took a quick deep breath through my nose and looked intently at the page, pressing myself against her firm warm foot, wanting her inside me. I initialed the next page and took a quick look with a forced smile toward Madelaine.

"I did not recall Paris being so humid," said Cynthia casually, wiggling the side of her foot as she moved it up and down, causing my labia to saddle the side of her foot through the panties. "It's flat out sticky in here," she grinned.

"Yes, it is," I blurted and gasped in a quick breath. I initialed the next page and signed at the bottom of the last page. "Th-this all seeeems!" she slid down and began to wiggle her toes working them in, through my panties. "straight forward so far." I said, trying to sound normal and wanting her to make me cum at the same time.

I signed and slid it quickly to Madelaine. "There you go." I said, as I gripped my chair and pushed myself against Cynthia's toes.

"Great, now you need to switch out so we have two signed copies." said Madelaine

I did it in record time, handed it back to Madelaine and looked at Cynthia as she grinned and seemed to be taking her time with the papers. At the same time, she picked up the pace of her toe wiggles.

I cleared my throat and looked at the clock, "We have the video conference scheduled in 15 minutes Ms. Liebert." I said quickly.

"That's correct. Thank you Madelaine, that will be all. We need a few moments to prepare ...

... for the meeting with the board."

"Shall I open the blinds?" She asked.

Cynthia replied, "That won't be necessary, we need to prep without being disturbed. Thank you."

When she exited, Cynthia looked at me with the hungriest look I have ever seen. And began to work magic with her big toe. I was appalled by my behavior and turned on like never before all at once. She had the ability to make me lose all control with just a look. She was making love to me with her eyes.

"Aaaaaahhhhhhhhhh," I spread my legs wide and pushed her into me.

"Oh fuck Ms. Carmichael, I am soaking wet right now," she snarled through gritted teeth. "I want to taste that sweet little pussy of yours so bad..."

"Uuhhhhhhhhh," I grunted, gyrating my hips.

My panties were soaked as I ground myself against her. I picked my ass up off the chair and pulled my skirt up so I wouldn't soak through it. We had to leave in an hour for the fashion show.

"You are such a horny little slut, your gonna soak through your dress, aren't you?"

"Oh God, yes, Cynthia, you make me so wet." I said, trying to work a foot up the slit of her dress to reciprocate, oblivious that she just called me a slut.

"Sorry Ms. Carmichael, but this tunnel is temporarily closed for repair; we only have one serviceable tunnel today, and I can tell you I am going to service the hell out of it tonight." she said sternly. "I want to set that pretty little ass of yours on this table and suck that tight little pussy till you ...