The Secretary - Sex Stories

The Secretary

... deftly unlatched my slacks and worked the zipper down. She helped my step out of my dress slacks. I folded my slacks and placed them on my desk as the smartly dressed woman worked my boxers down over my partially inflated seven and a half inch cock. I turned back and stepped out of the boxers. I took them from her, our hands gently touching as she passed them to me. That little contact sent a tingle through my body. She unbuttoned the bottom two buttons of my dress shirt as I folded my boxers once and placed them upon my pants.

Gabriella reached into her bag again as I snuck a peak down her dress from where I stood over her. I was always partial to small firm breasts, and Gabriella definitely had just that type. I know a lot of the others occasionally complained about her small tits, but they had to be cautious who they said it to in order to keep out of trouble with our HR department. Gabriella pulled a fresh towel from her bag and set it on my chair, and looked up at me, “Things are likely to get messy”, she grinned.

I sat down on the towel, my ass on the front edge of my chair. My cock was now almost completely erect, and my heavy ball sack draped down over the front of my chair. I wore a thick stainless steel cock ring around the base of my cock and balls. I discovered that wearing it made my cock thicker and my erections harder and fuller. I probably wasn’t doing Gabriella any favors by wearing it, but our policies about personal hygiene were clear, washed and ...

... shaved clean within the last 8 hours if you wished to be serviced. There were no rules against cock rings or other jewelry.

Gabriella stuck out her tongue, and with a little challenge, unclasped and removed the two large ball studs that adorned it. “You’d never last an hour if I kept those in.” She smiled coyly, by way of explanation. I grudgingly nodded in agreement with her. Those studs felt absolutely amazing, I could barely last three minutes when I just needed a quick release.

Once she’d put her tongue studs in her bag, Gabrielle wrapped her right hand around the base of my scrotum and firmly gripped my cock shaft with her other hand. She pulled on my balls and stroked my cock slowly.

“Oh fuck”, I groaned, my cock bloated quickly to painfully hard. Gabriella quickly lowered her mouth over the end of my cock, putting her left hand on the inside of my thigh, keeping my balls in a nice firm grip with her right. Using just her mouth, she slowly worked up and down my shaft. She kept a fairly high position, bending at the waist to move her head up and down my cock. “Oh my god, so good”, I groaned in appreciation. It’s always good to praise someone who’s helping you, they tell us.

Gabriella was good at her job, and she definitely seemed to enjoy it. She once told me at the company picnic, after a few drinks, and after her husband had taken their two youngsters to the playground, that she wished she was allowed to masturbate on the job, because she usually got really ...