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Anything is possible | redrooster | 5

 

"Of course," I told her.

"Please don't Sir," she begged. I love it when a woman begs.

"Give me one good reason why not," I said.

"I've worked for you for fifteen years," her voice was desperate.

"Not good enough," I reached for the phone.

I had pressed the nine when she said it. "You can fuck me.

I stopped dialing and turned to her, "What did you say?"

She swallowed and said, "You can fuck me, Sir. Fuck me please and let me off."

I looked at her with disdain. "What makes you think I want to fuck you?" I said and turned back to the phone.

"Please!" she sobbed throwing herself to her knees. "I'll do anything. Don't call the police. You can do anything with me, please. I don't want to go to prison." She was crying again.

I picked up my dictation machine and pressed record. "I want you to tell me what you and my ex-wife discussed and what I caught you doing". Seeing that I was not making the call she almost fell over herself to confess. It took ten minutes and then I had it all on tape. I slipped the tape into my pocket. She was still kneeling at my feet having sat there as I recorded her confession.

"Well Sally, I can't say I'm surprised, human nature being what it is but now you're going to pay the price." She looked worried. "I'm going to take advantage of your offer. If you fail to keep your part of the bargain I shall hand the tape over to the company Lawyers and phone the police. Do you understand?" She nodded. "You are going to be my fuck slave from now on. You are going to do everything I tell you, do you agree?"

"Yes Sir," she said nodding submissively.

"Good. Start by going and fixing your make up and then come back." She was gone ten minutes but looked fresher when she returned. "Lock the door and then get down on your knees. She did as she was told. "Tell me the truth Sally. Have you ever found me attractive?"

"Yes Sir, I think you know I have." A couple of times Sally had had a little too much to drink at the office party and had made it clear that she was available. I had been married then and our roles now were much more interesting. I looked at her made up face framed by her blonde hair.

"Undo you jacket," I said. She looked me in the eye and saying nothing undid her buttons. Underneath she was wearing a cream blouse. "Unbutton that too," I said my voice thick. She undid the buttons to reveal her generous breasts held in by a lacy bra. "Take it off." She shrugged off her jacket and blouse and then unhooked her bra, dropping it to the floor. Her breasts hung free. They were big and full, hanging heavily. My prick was pressing against my trousers.

"Now undo me." She took what seemed like a deep breath and with both hands unbuttoned my trousers and pulled my flies down. She opened my pants and my erect penis stood up in front of her face. "Pull my foreskin back," I ordered. She held my penis in her left hand and with her right thumb and forefinger drew my skin back. At her touch my penis swelled and my now revealed head was purple and large.

"Lick it," I said and enjoyed her slight hesitation. I had an idea that giving head was not her favorite game. She did as she was told though licking my head with her tongue. It felt ticklish and sensitive but I was enjoying it as much for the sight of my pretty secretary being humiliated, as for the sensation.

I stood up and took off my shoes and socks and then my pants and trousers. I stood in front of her with my erect penis pointing straight at her face. I liked the look of her lips with their shiny pink lipstick.

"Do you want me to suck you, Sir?" she asked.

"Yes," I replied. She took my cock firmly in her left hand and drew me into her mouth. She sucked me tight so that the end of my cock ached as if I was about to come. At the same time she started to wank me with one hand, squeezing my balls with the other. The bitch had obviously given plenty of head in her time. I rocked gently to and fro, fucking her mouth as she sucked and wanked me.

As I felt myself getting closer to coming I pulled out of her mouth. "Wank me onto your face Sally. Show me what a slut you are." She looked shocked, as if about to protest but thought better of it. She closed her eyes. "Keep your eyes open, look into mine as you wank my cum onto your face, you little bitch." She opened her eyes and looked into mine, perhaps a little defiantly but she kept her hand moving on me, wanking my cock until my thick cum rose and with a spurt I started to cum. My thick white spunk fell onto her face and breasts. I could see the distaste on her face as involuntarily she tried to move backwards and away. I seized her by the hair to hold her in place and she got the message, wanking me through my delicious orgasm. When I had finished cuming, my spunk was literally dripping off her face onto her breasts. As I put my cock away she started to sob again.

"That's only the start Sally. We have all those toys on the desk to use yet. You can clean yourself up and go home in a moment. We've got years to have fun in but wait a moment". I took my digital camera from my draw. I've never had much reason to use it beyond some shots to go onto the corporate website. I took a few choice snaps of her cum covered face and breasts. "I might post these on the Internet. Then you and I can look at them together whenever we want," I laughed. " Now get your slut arse out of here bitch." She picked up her clothes and fled sobbing.

I tidied up the office and went for a swim before jogging home to prepare for my dinner date with Karen.



 

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