The Protege chapter 2 - Sex Stories

The Protege chapter 2

... cum like the screaming little slut that you are."

"Oh, please yes," I almost yelled, humping her toe. In my mind I cursed "Aunt Scarlet" for another untimely visit.

"Sorry Ms. Carmichael, but your horny little cunt would splash cum all over my face, hair, and dress. You're a little tease, and you're gonna make me wait all fucking night to taste that little slut hole. Meanwhile while you sit there, fuck my foot and get yourself off right now." she said, with a look of disbelief.

I was completely delirious. If a boyfriend ever thought about talking to my like that I would have done a Lorena Bobbitt on him. Coming from her it just made me lose more control. She was right, I was gonna fuck her foot and cum like an animal.

Suddenly a knock at the door scared the hell out of me. She quickly pushed down on the chair with her heel, keeping her toe against my steaming pussy and shook her head telling me not to back up.

"Come in," she yelled calmly while the look of terror on my face only made her smile.

I was extremely grateful the chairs had solid backs and sides, as I twisted the chair slightly to face away from the door. At the same time, she brought up her left foot and like a chimpanzee managed to grip the waistband of my panties with her toes and turned my chair back straight in one quick motion. A middle-aged gentleman in a too tight European style suit stepped in and I waved without turning toward him.

"Hello Ms. Liebert, we have a problem with the ...

... video system in New York so it will just be a teleconference this afternoon."

As he spoke, she began to tug and pull down my panties. I could not figure out how she was maneuvering under the table but she managed to get them started down my hips. I pressed my chair tightly against the table to prevent him from seeing my naked ass. The danger of getting caught only made me want her more. What was wrong with me!

"That's too bad Raphael. When do you think it will be up running?" she tugged on my panties.

Her eyes widened as she looked at me and gave a subtle head bob, signaling her displeasure with my lack of cooperation. So, I subtly tried to shift weight to my elbows, brought my knees together and raised my ass off the chair just enough for her to slip them off and down to my thighs.

"...end of the day," I heard as I became aware, he was still in the room.

"Thank you, Raphael, I know the team will get it done." she said calmly as she whisked the panties to my ankles. I heard the door close. "Damn Ms. Carmichael, if I did not have my little problem, I would quite like to have you on your knees under this table servicing my pussy, while I had the call.

"I have to confess, Ms. Carmichael, your bathroom door was open that Saturday morning and I watched you make yourself cum twice, talking about eating my pussy. It was all I could do not to go in there and let you live out your fantasy."

She whisked the panties off my feet and seconds later brought them above the ...