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A hectic day at the office.

Articles / Sexuality
Posted by StoryTeller on Feb 26, 2008 - 07:47 AM


It was decision day for my boss. She had been threatening to wield the ax maniacally as of late and I heard rumours I would be the first to lose my head. It was either me or Derek who would garner that pink slip and so Derek had buckled under the financial pressure and had been very forthcoming with his bulging packet whenever summoned to her office.



It's not that I too didn't want to give her a taste of the old fire log, it was just that I wanted to be able to hold my head up high, (yeah, the other head too) and I thought also she was a bit too old and ugly for my discriminating palate. Nevertheless, she had been hinting of late, that if I would only allow her to give me a peep of her well worn chest puppies, and water them down with my garden hose, then I would get to keep my job.

Hmmmm...what's an incredibly handsome, superbly endowed hunk like me with ripped abs to do??!! I still couldn't decide whether my job was worth the humiliation of shanking the old bag up her 3 tired holes when suddenly she summoned me to her office. I walked through her door and eyed her carefully. I smelt her too. She had on perfume but it reminded me of mothballs and then suddenly that wasn't the problem anymore. Her spread legs were...just staring at me like wings on a plane, waiting for the fuel truck to arrive. "You know you want me," she spat out, her eyes ready to fill with unimaginable rage should I spurn her request for my colt 45 without it's holster. "I don't have a condom," I whined lamely, hoping she might be discouraged. "I didn't ask for one," she spat back, her face red with desire and her panting chest telling me it was her doorway or the highway. And then she exploded with rabid need, standing up to step towards me, ripping the buttons off her expensive silk blouse, to expose her breasts. I was more than pleasantly surprised. They were not only large but amazingly firm, with these spectacular freak show nipples that were swelling enticingly like giant bullits, and I suddenly was hard. I bent my neck downward and began to suck them furiously, hearing her moan as she undid my pants and pulled them around my ankles. My giant erection was next to feel her frantic hands and she yanked it as I sucked her now fully engorged breasts, my hands planted on her firm plump ass as I lifted her in my arms and flung her legs around my waist. I was inside her in no time and pumping her full of baby batter not so long after that. I even gave her a luxurious afterglow, still kissing her face and tits until she finally stopped moaning and shivering from the impact of my skilful cucumber.


I came in the next day and was surprised to see Derek still working there. Surely that didn't mean that I...that I...that- "don't sweat it Johnathon," says Derek as he sneaks up behind me. "We weren't really in danger of losing our jobs you know. She just wanted to scare us into dropping our pants, that's all. But you'd better get used to it, take it from me, she's in the mood to scare all the time."





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