Kamala locked the office door behind me and grabbed my hand hard pulling me towards her desk. She placed me on top of it. I sat there staring at her, I rolled my eyes a little and sighed. She walked off and went towards this closet, she opened it and pulled out her strap. My mouth dropped as she wrapped it around her. I swallowed hard as she made her way over to me, I was nervous as hell.
"Take your pants off". I laughed a little, "I'm not taking them off". She rolled her eyes and sighed a little. I can see the veins in her forehead and her eyes narrowing down. She cleared her throat, "take them motherfucking pants off.. I'm not playing". Kamala said it in a stern upsetting tone. I slipped my pants down and got off of the desk. She grabbed my neck and pushed me back onto the desk. I bit my lip a little and I smirked.
She pulled me closer sliding my panties to the side. She inserted the fake d*ck in, and I gasped loudly. "Shit". I leaned my head back staring into the ceiling. She pumped in and out of me slowly. She gave me the deepest strokes, it felt like heaven. "Oh fuck.. stop Kamala". I tried to push her away but she grabbed my hand and pushed it back. She went a little faster, "What's the attitude for mama?". She looked into my eyes as she said, I bit my lip trying to hold back my moans.
I let a quiet moan out. "Mmh.. I don't have a, a— attitude". Kamala chuckled a little and pumped in and out giving deep strokes hitting that spot. "You do have a attitude, you keep cursing me out and disrespecting me. What's that all about.. tell me baby". I gripped her hand and held it as she fucked me slow and deep. My eyes rolled back, i finally made eye contact. "Every time— Doug comes around you— you always act differently".
Kamala rolled her eyes a little as she went faster hitting another spot.
I moaned a little as my feet dangled. She sighed, "and how so?.. how am I acting different, tell me". I sighed as she pumped faster than before. "You keep giving me glares and.. and then you kept inviting him knowing it'll piss me off".
Kamala chuckled a little hitting another spot, "I didn't invite him today baby.. so there's no reason to have a attitude right?". She said it low and seductive. I nodded as i whimpered. "I'm gonna fucking cum". Kamala laughed a little, "answer my question, there's no need to have a attitude right?". I sighed and breathe heavily. "You're right.. fuck". I felt my leg shaking, my walls loosening. I felt myself about to cum.
Kamala nodded, and pumped deeply, "repeat after me.. I'm sorry". I swallowed hard as she pumped deeper again. "I'm— I'm sorry". She nodded, "I would never". I sighed letting go of her hand, "I would n— never". My words breathing up as my p*ssy throbbed.
"Catch an attitude". She said it low and stern. I bit my lip, "catch an— attitude". She smirked, "ever again". I gasped and swallowed hard. "Ever again". I finally came right after that, I leaned my head back as my toes curled up. She pulled it out slowly and tasted it. "Mmh you taste very good baby.. thank you for apologizing. Clean yourself up". She walked towards the closet.
I gathered my things and put my stuff on. She walked over to me and placed a small peck on my cheek. "I love you Tiffany". I sighed as I walked away towards the door, "I love you too".
Fuck that was intense.
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After work was over I grabbed my things. I walked out of my office and locked it behind me. I seen Kamala walking down the hall from her office. My face was flushed, after she fucked me on that resolute desk my day went better afterwards.
She walked on the side of me and smirked, "how do you feel?". I laughed a little as we walked down the hall. "Thanks to you my p*ssy is literally throbbing. It won't stop". Kamala laughed uncontrollably, I bugged her shoulder.
"Well.. next time don't have an attitude then things won't happen". I rolled my eyes playfully. "And where did you get that strap from?". Kamala looked at me and smirked. "Don't worry about it'". I rolled my eyes. We made it towards the lobby walking down the stairs to the cars.
I sighed, "are you coming back home tonight?". Kamala sighed as she looked straight at the black car. I stood there waiting for her response. She sighed, "yeah.. I'll come home. I need to go to Maya's and grab some clothes". I smiled as I walked away to my car.
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After my shower I threw my robe on and slipped into my slippers. I walked into the kitchen and prepared dinner. I made shrimp pasta, I poured up to glasses of wine.
I heard a knock at the door, I walked over to the door and looked out the peephole. It was Kamala, I opened the door and I let in her. She took off her coat and her shoes. We sat down at the dinner table and ate our food as we talked about random things. "Okay so.. I know we broke up. But are you willing to work on some things". Kamala swallowed her food and took a sip of her wine. "I'm willing to work on things.. I want us to work. I really do". I smiled brightly as she said that. But I cleared my throat, "so would you be willing to go to counseling?".
She looked at me, I couldn't really figure out her expression. She sighed, "I would love too but, we haven't told the world about us and I feel like once we do that. Then we can go to counseling". I took a bite of my food and swallowed. "You said that you'd go public, do you mean this? Or are you just saying this to make me feel better?". She was a taken aback from my what I said. "I would never say that to make you feel better. This is something I want, something we both want".
I nodded and drunk the rest of my wine.
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