He asked if l was bothered if the man was married. I said that one of the men l’d been with was married, the older one was a widower. I said it wouldn’t bother me if the man was married, as far as l was concerned if his wife didn’t give him what he needed he was entitled to look elsewhere. I said l would never pressurise a married man, any relationship l had with him would simply be for fun.
I could see the strain on his face, l knew he was battling with himself. I decided to make one final push. I asked about his personal situation, l said that if his wife didn’t like sex what did he do, did he use prostitutes. I saw the look of horror on his face, l assured him l wasn’t judging him and he could tell me to mind my own business if he liked. He said that he would never use a prostitute, that he just had to live with the problem. I said l thought that was terrible, that it must be very hard for him.
I put my hand on the top of his thigh and said that l hope he didn’t think l was being too forward but l was quite willing to help him if he wanted me to. I said that l thought he was rather attractive, very distinguished looking and that he had been very kind to me since l started work, l assured him that it would just be between us, that l would never tell anyone else. I could tell he was having a battle with himself so l finally moved my hand to the front of his trousers, he let out a big sigh as l made contact with the bulge of his erection. I said it felt nice and asked if he would like me to take it out.
He hesitated for a moment, then said that he had never intended this, it was just that when he had seen how beautiful l was and the clothes l was wearing. I giggled and said l have always been a bit of a show off, l said that my Daddy had warned me before l left home that my skirt was too short. I asked if he thought my skirt was too short. All the time, my hand was still on his bulge, l could feel it pulsating.
He said that he did think my skirt was very short and that when l had bent over he had seen my bottom. I giggled and asked if he liked my bottom, he replied that it was beautiful, he repeated that he thought l was beautiful. I said he was just being kind, l leaned over and kissed his cheek. I felt his hand on my thigh and l knew that l had him.
I asked him what type of women did he like, did he like big boobs because mine weren’t very big. He said mine were perfect. I asked him how did he know that and he admitted he had seen them when l bent over. I giggled again and said he was naughty but l didn’t mind. I asked him if he would like to see them properly. He was visibly trembling, he couldn’t bring himself to say the word but he did nod his head.
I stood up in front of him, l started swaying as if l was dancing to music. I put my hands on the waist band of my skirt and undid it, l let my skirt drop to the floor then kicked it away. His eyes went to the tiny piece of material covering my pussy. I noticed a pair of scissors on his desk, l picked them up and handed them to him then stretched out the side cord on my thong. I told him to cut it, l could see the lust in his eyes, l knew l had him under my control. He cut one side, then the other, my thong dropped away leaving my bottom half naked. He let out a groan.
I asked him if he liked my shaved pussy, he said he had never seen one shaved on a woman, that his wife was very hairy. I said that must be awful when he wanted to kiss and suck her pussy. He said his wife would never allow him to do that, l said l thought that was terrible, l asked him if he would like to kiss my pussy. I quickly took my top off, then cleared his desk. I sat on his desk and spread my legs wide then asked if he still thought l was beautiful. He just nodded.
I put my hands between my thighs and parted my labia. I asked him if he would like to kiss me there. He leaned forward and l guided his head between my thighs. I gave a little sigh and trembled when his lips made contact with my pussy. I told him it felt wonderful as l felt his lips moving. I told him to find my little button and suck on it. It took him a few moments to locate it but when he did l sighed again saying that was beautiful. I said that both of the older men l had sex with liked to do that with my pussy, that they both made me cum that way. I said older men were much better at it than young boys. He had his hands on my thighs and his mouth was pressing hard against my pussy as he sucked on my clitoris, l could feel my own orgasm building but didn’t want to cum too soon in case he decided to stop.
I asked him if he would like me to suck his cock, he said that was something else his wife refused to do, he said he had tried to get her to do it once but she had warned him that if he tried again she would cut it off. I said that was awful and that his wife deserved to be punished for that, l said that l loved sucking cocks and especially when they came in my mouth. I climbed off the desk and knelt in front of him. I undid his trousers then he lifted himself as l pulled them down with his underpants. I took them off completely, tossing them across the floor. His cock was standing straight up, it is about the same size as Daddy but not as thick, l immediately had the thought that when the time came it would fit quite comfortably in my bum hole, l almost giggled to myself at the thought.
I took hold of his cock then looked up at him. I said l would just give him a little suck as l didn’t want him to cum, l said l wanted him to have his first cum in my pussy. I asked if he would like to fuck me. He just nodded again. I kissed the tip of his cock then slipped my lips over the head, sliding down until l felt him reaching the back of my throat. I let out a moan of pleasure as l felt the heat of him in my mouth.
I hadn’t had him in my mouth more than a few seconds when l could tell he was close. I quickly stood up, sat back on his desk, laid back and opened my legs, l told him to fuck me, he didn’t have to be gentle, that he could be as rough as he liked but l needed him inside my cunt.
He was completely out of control by then, he stood up and grabbed my legs, l felt the tip of his cock against my pussy, then in one movement he was in me, his pelvis crashing against me. I cried out, telling him that was beautiful, l told him to fuck me hard as l was near to orgasm. Actually l knew l was nowhere near but l wanted him to think he was making me cum, l knew he wouldn’t last long. He only lasted a couple of thrusts before he groaned and l felt him cum. I arched my back, crying out that l was cumming, l was throwing my head from side to side pretending to have an orgasm, l think l probably overdid it a bit but l’m sure he didn’t realise, he’s probably never made his wife cum ever, l thought that served her right.
He stayed in me for a few moments as he unloaded his seed then pulled out and slumped back onto his chair. I was determined not to give him a chance to think about what he had just done, l got off the desk and knelt before him, taking his cock into my mouth. He pushed me away, saying l didn’t have to do that but l told him that l wanted to do it, that l wanted to taste his cum. He let me go back to sucking and licking his cock and balls until l finally sat back, looking up at him smiling.