I’ve always been turned on by the office thing, short skirts, stockings, panties, high heels (getting hard sitting at my desk thinking about it) and would love to do all sorts of naughty things. Have you ever been fingered anyone under the desk with no one noticing? I’ve got my own business, am always busy but always bored! It’s a showroom and it lends itself to a lot of married women coming in and my mind is always racing, thinking… what if?!!
As I said, we have a lot women customers, some ordinary, some stunning, some with money, some without! We’re always negotiating with costs etc and so I’ve always had this fantasy where as we’re talking and going through catalogues with this woman customer, who’s been in a few times and is very “chatty” and confident, she wants to order but we just can’t settle on a price, and I feel she’s getting closer to me than she normally would! So, after sizing up the situation, I decide to see if she wants to allow me some sort of sexual favour in return for a deal being finalised! I lean over and ask if she has ever thought about what she could recompense me for my giving cash off. She smiles and leans towards me so her top hangs a bit loose and I can see her breasts hanging in front of me! She leans back and casually just pulls her skirt up her thighs exposing a tiny pair of white knickers with a little damp patch on the front, which gives her intentions away! But I fucking love secretaries and love this secretary Carole.
“I’m so horny thinking about you in your short skirt, stockings and high heels, maybe even a sexy fitted shirt, thin enough to see your black bra underneath so I can trace the outline of your breasts in my mind. What I wouldn’t give to have you walk into my office, its a big private corner office on the 10th floor, no one would disturb us, unless we wanted them to
You would walk in, your beautiful ass moving from side to side, you lick your lips as you walk over to my big desk, the click clack of your heels getting louder. You bend over my desk towards me and lay a folder down in front of me. I quickly glance at your boobs, you see me doing it and give me a sly smile. I’m so hard under my desk I can’t help but move a hand over my trousers and touch my stiff 8″ cock. I want so much for it to be sliding against your beautiful skin, I want you to feel how hard and hot I am for you. You reach out a slender hand and unzip me. My dick springs out and you sheepishly touch it, slide your hand up and down it, your eyes widen and you smile slyly.
There’s so many things I would do to you if you came to my office, kneel between your legs as you sit on the desk for hours, and close your legs around my head as I taste your sweetness, then slowly bend you over my desk and slide your skirt up, move your knickers to one side and fuck you harder and longer than you’ve ever been fucked. Your juices are running down my desk and onto files I will later hand to my colleagues. You orgasm over and over again, then kneel down just as I am about to come, and you take all my hot sperm into your mouth. Then you run your hands up my torso, stand, and kiss me, shoving your tongue deep into my mouth. You pull your skirt back down and walk out of my office again.”