The Boss's Office - Sex Stories

The Boss's Office

... around to my side of the desk. She looked up into my eyes, I was just shy of being a foot taller than her, and held eye contact as she slide her hand down my pants and along the length of my shaft. My meager 5.5 inches felt more like 8 in her dainty hands. It strained against my boxer briefs, yearning to feel skin to skin contact. But still I stood silent, waiting. Dawn solely withdrew her hand, dragging her nails along my shaft as she did. She stepped back and pushed herself up onto her desk. As she crossed her legs her mini skirt hiked even further up, showing off her wondrous thighs. &#034Now you may remove the rest of that.&#034 She said, refering to the rest of my clothing. I kicked off my shoes and unzipped my pants, letting them fall to the floor. When I slid down my boxer briefs, they pulled my shaft down with them, as they cleared the tip of my cock, it sprung back up like a diving board. Dawn giggled a little at this, but quickly regained her composure. I guessed this wasn't normally her thing either but we both seemed to be enjoying the game. She eyed me up and down, taking in how I looked in my finest suit. &#034Now stroke for me.&#034 She commanded, a glint of playfulness in her eyes. I immediately grabbed my cock and begin roughly sliding my hand back and forth. Dawn must have been able to tell how dry it was as she soon told me to spit in my hand. I quickly spit a mouthful into my palm and got back down to business. As I yanked on my cock I stared into Dawn's ...

... eyes. I was getting off more on the fact that she was watching me than anything else. As the minutes passed by I watched as she intently took in every moment of me touching myself. She began fidgeting, crossing and uncrossing her legs. She was getting hot and bothered in an obvious way. &#034When you get close stop. We aren't quite through just yet.&#034 I gave her another minute of stroking then stopped, eager to see what was to come next. She jumped up from the desk and reached under her skirt. She pulled down her panties, already slightly wet from watching me jerk. She turned around and bent over the desk, hiking up her skirt as she did, revealing her delicious ass. &#034Fuck me hard.&#034 She commanded. &#034If you haven't moved this desk up against the wall before you cum, you're not fucking me hard enough.&#034 She reached behind her and spread her cheeks in invitation. I was tempted by her puckered butt hole, but a wrong move here would be disastrous. Even so, her glistening slit beneath was just as inviting. I stepped up behind her and guide my cock gently into her. Once inside, she released her cheeks and placed her palms and elbows on the desk in front of her. I had started gently thrusting into her as she repositioned herself. Now that she was settled I hit a hard thrust. The desk rattled slightly but didn't move. I thrust harder. Once again the desk rattled but didn't move. I braced my feet and slammed into Dawn. She let out a pleasured grunt as the desk slide an ...