The Protege chapter 3 - Sex Stories

The Protege chapter 3

... all. You are a financial genius, Incredibly beautiful, the sexiest person on the planet and an insatiable little slut. Why wouldn't I want to shout it to the world?"

A rush of heat hit my face and my pussy when she called me the sexiest person on the planet. I sat stunned and oblivious to everything but Cynthia Freakin Liebert. I felt powerless against her. Powerless was not the right word. I did not want to resist her. I wanted her more than anything and she knew it.

"Are you really ready to work or are your panties wet thinking about my tongue in your pussy?"

"I am ready to work Cynthia. Tomorrow's meeting is vital to the future of the company and we need to..." She slid out of her seat and disappeared under the table.

"What are you doing Ms. Cynthia." I said, kicking myself for calling her Ms. Cynthia, the name I am to use whenever she is pleasuring me. The side chairs were moving as she crawled toward my

"I am going to check those panties. If you have not yet soiled your panties, then I will get in the shower and we will be on our way. Otherwise I will need to remove them and eat your slutty little pussy until you cum again for the sixth time in 24 hours." She said matter of factly.

Just then Emmie popped out from Cynthia's room behind me, "I will get your room now, Ms. Carmichael." She walked out into the hall and got some more towels off of her supply cart.

"Thanks Emmie." I smiled nervously.

As Emmie reentered the room Cynthia spoke from ...

... under the table leaving me completely mortified.

"I think I can smell that wet little pussy already." She thumped the chair close to me.

Emmie seemed not to notice and walked on into my room just as Cynthia's hand caressed my calf. I could not believe what was happening. Cynthia Freakin' Liebert was on hands and knees under the table looking up my skirt.

"This skirt it too tight Sweetie. We need to hike this up." She gripped my calves and pulled. "Slide down a little and let's see..." She pushed the skirt upward but could barely get passed my knees. "No, too tight, it needs to come off. Slide down more and pick up that sweet little ass Leasie."

I did as commanded, without thought. Or should I say consumed by the thought of her magical tongue. Shifting my legs to the side she reached around my waist and manage the clasp on the back of the skirt with one hand and the zipper with the other. As I wiggled my hips she pulled of the skirt and my shoes off in a single motion.

I glanced toward my bedroom and thought I saw Emmie's head retreat behind the door, but quickly lost focus when her hands gently moved up the back of my calves to my thighs. My ass hung on the edge of the chair and my body tingled with electricity from her touch.

She backed away and slid hands between my knees and spread me wide. "You horny little slut! You've already soaked through your panties!" She barked so Emmie had to hear.

I glanced at the door to see Emmie peeking as Cynthia's tongue ...