Joy Was a Great Receptionist
Date: 9/16/2016,
Categories:
Office Sex,
Author: CommunicationDirectr, Source: LushStories
... want to go to lunch?” Joy asked. My heart practically skipped a beat. Joy was drop-dead gorgeous and wanted to share a lunch with me. I was not going to turn her down. “Do you have a favorite place in mind?” I inquired. A smile cropped across Joy’s face. “How about right here?” she asked. I looked around my office. Joy giggled. “You’re sooo naïve.” Joy stepped over close to where I was leaning against the front of my office desk. She slipped a long finger into the waist-band of my trousers. “You are your own boss,” Joy remarked. “I like that.” As she spoke, Joy discreetly unfastened another on her button-down blouse, revealing a tiger-print bra that barely contained her breasts. She smiled. Almost immediately and without any due recourse, my manhood took immediate notice on the enticement. I stepped over to my office door and locked it. When I turned around, Joy was leaning against my desk, her hands beside her, on my desk, smiling. Her blouse was completely open in the front. “You know,” I began, “this is dangerous.” Joy slipped her blouse off and put it on my desk. Her breasts completely filled her brassiere. She unfastened the snap on the side of her skirt and allowed her it to fall around her ankles. She had on no underwear. Joy plopped herself on to the front edge of my desk and smiled. She spread her legs and dipped a finger into her bright pink shaved pussy. I was speechless. I stepped over to where Joy sat with her legs dangling off my desk. I knelt down and gently ...
... kissed the inside of her thigh. Joy tossed her head back and looked at the ceiling. I pushed forward and lightly licked her bald vagina. “Oh fuck yesss!” she extolled. I gently probed Joy’s vagina with my fingers and my tongue. As I did, Joy slipped out of her tiger-print bra. I slipped off my trousers and boxers, my cock arching upwards. Joy slid off the desk in front of me. She turned her ass towards me, and leaning forward on her arms, across my desk, she remarked, “Put it in me!” I slid my cock into the crack of her ass and down to her sweet spot. She was a very tight fit. Joy shuddered as I worked my cock in and out of her very wet pussy, her clinched fists beating on my desk. I pushed my pelvis against her ass. “Oh fuck yesss!” Joy cried out. I shot my load deep inside of her. White cum streamed down the inside of her leg. Neither of us seemed to care. Joy turned around and smiled. I loved the way she wore her hair in bangs, and combed straight over her shoulders. Joy kissed my chest, ever so lightly, as she stood naked in front of me. I was mesmerized. Joy slipped her white button-down shirt back on and fastened several of the buttons. She stepped back into her black skirt and fastened it around her tiny waist. She folded up her bra and handed it to me. “Put this away somewhere,” she remarked, “I can come for it later.” “So where do you want to eat for lunch?” Joy asked, brushing her long black hair over her shoulder. I had to smile. “Anything Asian sounds good to me,” I ...