You clear your throat as Alisa reaches the door. She stops and turns to face you slowly. One of the reasons you enjoy Alisa so much as a secretary is that she never acts like she expects anything to happen despite a daily diet which includes your cock. She's just a natural born flirt. You've never mentioned a dress code but not once as she arrived into work wearing anything but a skirt and not once has she ever worn panties.
Looking at what shes wearing now you realise that skirt is not the word. Mini-skirt maybe. Micro skirt is probably more accurate. Not one you've seen before, you have a feeling you'd remember it. It's got a basic tartan pattern in dark green with white stipes. The colour really emphasis how tanned and toned her thighs are. Looking at the skirt and the dark belt above it you realise how badly you need those thighs wrapped around you right now.
You move out from behind the desk and she pouts at you like she could be in any way confused as to what happens next. One of her hands drifts down to her skirt and readjusts it, there's not much to readjsut so it just draws attention to her smooth legs. Her other hand runs down her top, pulling the fabric of her blouse tight against her heavy rack.
Without saying a word you unzip and let your cock free. It's already hard. She backs away slowly with a little gasp, like this is unexpected. The one thing you've made clear to her is that if she wears skirts like that it's because she's looking for your cock.
You push against her and drive her slowly back to the wall. There her pouting lips start to curve into a smile as she leans towards your ear and whispers "Don't you dare touch me."
There's really no choice. Both of your hands drop and lift the skirt the required inch. You drive your cock into her pussy without pausing. Pistoning in and out you her her gasp and moan. Both her arms wrap around you and she lifts her legs to wrap around your waist. As she does you feel your cock pushing even deeper inside of her tight lips. While her body draws you deeper inside of her she continues to whisper into your ear. In between her gasps and groans she moans out "How dare you..oh...ah...you have no...no...oh...right...don't...no...oh you're big...too big...oh...ahh..ahh...ahh." On that last ahh she starts nibbling your ear, you can feel her hot breath murmuring words. You can't make them all out just a few claims about "...not...some...oh...slut...ahh...oh...big...oh...".
She's driving you closer and closer to coming when you hear your door open. Turning your head you see Trish. She's wearing a matching skirt but black with red through it, just as short. She purses her red lips and walks over to you as you continue to pound into Alisa. She keeps eye contact with you until she's almost right beside you. All this time Alisa is murmuring nastier and nastier things into your ear.
Then Trish joins in in a most unexpected way. She starts whispering the same things as Alisa, like you're pounding your cock into Trish instead. There's now two voices, Alisa in your ear between gasps and Trish's husky voice just a foot from you.
"oh...you...big cocked...oh...bastard"
"How dare you"
"I'm....no...oh..oh..slut"
"You can't do this"
"So...ahhh..big"
"You're too big"
"fucking...me..like..ah...ahhh..a..oh...slut"
"Treating me like a whore"
"too big...so..ahhh..pounding...oh"
"Your cock is tearing me"
You can't take much more of this and you can feel yourself on the edge, Trish can tell watching your face and Alisa can tell from how you pound into her. They both fall silent for a moment and then at the same time you hear them both say "Do you like my new skirt?"
You're coming before you realise it, filling Alisa's wet little pussy with your seed. The visual of Trish pouting at you with blow job lips and pulling at her micro skirt combined with the pounding your were administering to Alisa was enough. You feel Alisa grip your cock to milk the last drops and then she slowly releases and stands for herself. You stagger back to your desk and watch Alisa and Trish smirk at each other. They both come over to you and very quickly lick your cock clean. Then they both twirl away together and you're left watching two swaying asses walking out of your office.
They must have worked that out before hand. They need a raise. Or maybe some diamonds. You collect yourself and get ready for more work.
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