All I could think of when I saw Christine was having my dick in her. Any hole would do I just wanted to fuck her, hard and long. When she came into my office that day I knew that it was meant to be. Finally I would fuck this blonde temptress. She had worked as my secretary for 3 months wearing short skirts and button up blouses with incredibly high heels every day. Her blonde hair was sometimes up in a twist and sometimes free to flow in shiny waves down her back. Just looking at her gave me a raging hard on.
Never once in that 3 months had the bitch seemed remotely interested in a “deeper” relationship. Now she wouldn't have a choice she would be mine today. She was sitting in the arm chair in front of my desk looking through a file minding her own business. Absently I stroked my cock under the desk through my pants. I could wait no longer this was it. I stood up and strode to the door locking it and drawing the shades. It was already after six and no one was there but us.
Her wide green eyes looked at me suspiciously. “What are you doing Mr. Davis?”she asked her lower lip trembling.
“What I should have done the first day I met you.” I growled unable to keep the arousal and contempt out of my voice. I stalked over to her and leaned against the edge of the desk facing her. I undid my trousers and let my cock spring out of my fly.
“No please don't,” she whimpered and tried to stand up. I savagely grabbed her by the hair and brought her face to my waiting dick. I guided it into her mouth with one hand and held her tightly by the hair with the other. I moved her face up and down over my rigid tool fucking her mouth. God it was so hot! I moved her head faster thrusting my cock deeper and deeper into her throat so that with every stroke she had to fight to keep from gagging. I yanked myself from her mouth then and jerked her to her feet.
I turned her roughly around savoring the tears that ran down her pretty cheeks. Her lips were slightly swollen and her mouth was red from having my pole rammed into her over and over again. “Lean over the desk bitch and I won't hurt you,” I snarled at her pressing her head down onto the desk. Her long legs were clamped tightly together and I yanked her hair hard. “Spread your legs cunt, now.” She did as she was told still begging me to let her go.
I quickly pulled down her pantyhose and silk panties relishing in the smell of her pussy and her fear. I moved into position between her thighs and drove my dick all the way into her waiting pussy. It was so tight and wet. I felt like I would cum right then. I didn't move for a minute to let the sensation die down. I reached up with my free hand and fondled her perky tits through her shirt. I pinched her nipples hard so that she cried out in pain.
I slowly began fucking her every little movement was amplified in her glorious hole. Never had it felt so good to be inside a woman. Soon I was unable to help myself and began driving in and out of her as hard and fast as I could. I knew that I was going to cum soon and nothing would be better than seeing this little whore with my cum covering her pretty face. Right before I exploded I pulled out and twisted her around to face me by her hair.
“On your knees whore!” I commanded. She lowered herself just as a stream of hot white jism flowed from my dick. “Fuck!” I groaned as jet after jet of my cum sprayed into her face. There she was so prim and proper before now looking like a nasty slut. Her perfectly coiffed hair splattered with my juice. Her face covered in spunk and tears.
“Get cleaned up, and nobody had better ever find out about this. If they do I guarantee that you won't have a job anywhere in this city.” With that I walked out of the office straightening my clothes so that my wife would never suspect a thing.