He bent me over his office desk and stripped away my underwear, letting the cold breeze hit my ass. He inserted the tip of his cock into my dripping cunt.
As he pushed himself deeper and deeper into me, I felt my head starting to spin and gripped t...
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I had a busy day ahead of me and I already had a late start. If everything went according to plan, I would've been at work by 6:15 and by 7:00, I'd be revising the minutes of a meeting before the scheduled meeting at 8:00. But here I was, 6:45 and I was just clocking in.
"So much for staying on track, Spence." I scolded myself as I pulled into the driveway of my building. I quickly set the car into parking and basically bolted out of the door, making my way inside. It was moderately empty as it wasn't even 7:00 but Gloria, as always, was here.
"Mr. Matthews! Do you have a minute?" The kind receptionist asked. She knew I was a busy man so she usually tried to keep things short and to the point, some of my favourite features about her.
I stopped in my tracks and turned to her, "What is it, Gloria?"
She pushed her frames over her nose and gathered a few documents pushing them towards me.
"A few things, actually. I noticed that these documents weren't stamped and finalized so I went ahead and did it for you, if you don't mind. Secondly, High-Rise Photography contacted you regarding your offer a few weeks back, I'm not sure if you remember but they said they'll accept your offer only if you drop the stakes by 5%. They are only willing to give 25% of their company to you. Nothing more, nothing less."
I'm pretty sure there was a visible irritated expression on my face hence to why she stopped. "Continue, Gloria."
"Right! I left some details about your upcoming flight with you and Mrs. Andrews on your desk. Speaking of which, she arrived a while ago. Feel free to stop by her."
I nodded and before I left, she spoke again. "Mr. Matthews?"
"Hm?" I looked over my shoulder, not bothering to fully turn back around.
"I'm going down to the sandwich joint in about an hour. Would you like anything?"
My stomach growled, expressing it's own opinion, "The usual. Thanks."
I walked to the elevator, feeling a headache come on. It just turned 7, I can't possibly be getting a headache and the day hasn't even began.
The elevator dinged, indicating that I was on the floor.
I'll tell Parisa good morning before heading to my office.
I walked closer to the door, seeing it slightly cracked open. The closer I got, I heard wet noises coming from behind the door. I knew it was wrong to spy, but God I needed to know what was happening. I was dying to know.
I slowly approached her door, peeking through the slightly opened door. My mouth slightly opened.
I was first faced with a man's ass in my face. Clenched ass cheeks are something I never want to see this early in the morning. But my eyes up travelled up to the brown skinned girl, who was on the desk, being fucked by, who I'm assuming, is her husband. The frown on her face told me that his dick game was incredibly weak. It was most definitely sick of me to really stand here and watch my assistant get "fucked dumb" by her husband, but I just couldn't move.
