Mixing Business With Pleasure Is A Daily Affair For Mrs. Carter. - Sex Stories

Mixing Business With Pleasure Is A Daily Affair For Mrs. Carter.

"I must thank you all, each and every one of you, personally, for a very successful week.

All of your hard work has paid off. Have a good weekend and see you all again Monday," Mr. Wickie, my boss, was saying.

I leaned back in my chair, watching him speak. He had such passion for his job.

I think this was one of the first things that attracted me to him. We have been enjoying a torrid office affair for weeks now. I looked around at my colleagues, who surrounded me.

I wondered if any of the six other young men and women seated here suspected that their highly disciplined and workaholic boss is having regular sex with the sweet, young and newly married executive sitting before them. This thought gave me a little thrill in my belly.

"Mrs. Carter, would you be so kind as to remain a few minutes?"

I nodded and remained seated as the rest of the staff filed out of his office.

"I can't stay. My husband is already waiting for me downstairs," I started to tell him.

He smiled as he reached behind me to unzip my skirt.

"Sorry, but my need is greater than his right now," he said.

My pencil skirt slipped over my hips and slid with a rustle to the floor. He also slid my white thong over my buttocks and it joined the skirt on the floor.

He came behind me and ran his finger along my pussy. I moved my feet apart to give him access, and he slid a finger gently into my pussy. He kept moving his finger in and out until I had become moist.

"Hurry," I said, ...

... "I don't have much time."

I heard him unzip his fly to extract his cock.

He took his dick and ran the head up and down my pussy lips until the tip was coated in my juice. He then slowly entered me.

He stilled a moment and withdrew. A quiet groan escaped my lips. He then began to pump in and out of me with more enthusiasm. I moved my waist so I was bent over and could enjoy the angle with which he entered.

As he fucked me faster, I could feel his orgasm coming. I tightened the muscles of my pussy around him and braced my hand against the desk. He grabbed my hips and pulled me even closer to his crotch. With a final thrust, he held me tightly as he began to pulse into my throbbing cunt.

After waiting a few moments, I pulled away. I crouched in front of him and quickly licked him clean before slipping his dick into his trousers.

I pulled up my thong and skirt, zipped up and left the office.

"What took you so long?" Carter asked as I slid into the passenger's seat of his car.

"Just had to round up a thing or two with my boss," I said, with a hidden smirk as I leaned in to give my husband a kiss.

The drive home was pretty uneventful. I used the quiet time to reflect on the quickie with my boss. While it was fun, I was not able to climax. I did not mind. I would rather leave that honour for my man, anyway.

As we entered, I went straight to the bedroom to take a shower to wash off the proof of my affair dripping down my legs. I heard him enter the room ...