I stared at him. His broad shoulders streched his button down business shirt tight, showing off all the muscular ripples of his defined flesh. As my mouth lost all source of wetness, I licked my lips and crossed my legs. I know where the wetness from my mouth had pooled too.
He moved closer to me, our eyes licked in a deepntrance and he started for me as though drawn by our sexual excitement on its own. I could feel the tension in the air, almost taste it as each step he took brought him closer and closer to my awaiting body
He leaned in, hot minty breath fanning across my face. I sighed, content to be so close to him.
Suddenly, a loud *thwack* ran through the air as his hand collided with my right ass check and I gasped in surprise.
He rubbed the possibly now reddened area with his large hands, I could feel the heat through the sheer fabric of my skirt. I moaned as his masterful hands pressed deeper, massaging mybass for all their worth.
No words had exchanged between us but we both knew what was to come and frankly- sex with my boss did it for me
"On the desk." He spoke in a low, spine tingling voice that oozed dominance.
I slinked my way towards his desk moving papers out of the way when I got there and climbed up, undoubtedly giving him a peek of my kitty.
"I'll make you scream little one. I like it rough and if you don't.."
At this he shoved my red lace panties aside and shoved three fingers into my dripping pussy without any form of sympathy. He continued to finger fuck me as he spoke.
"Then I suggest you walk out of thos room and this job. Do you understand?"
His skillful fingees were working their way so welk into me that I could barely mumble a muffled 'yes' to his question.
Obviously not used to being properly answered he shoved another finger inside causing me to gasp and squirm.
"What was that kitten? Yes what?"
"I- uh ohhh yes Mas-MASTER."
