I work late everyday and attempt to keep the bills flowing. I never want to go home knowing I could've did better today. I feel as if I have failed myself when that happens, and that tends to never happen. I chuckled to myself as I emailed my secretary, Tara what time our lunch date would be. I know what you're thinking, I have a wife right? Correct but some things just aren't enough for me these days. I couldn't possibly have sex like I do with tara with my so called wife. I married her and was happy once but it all died down when she started working and doing freaking yoga. She had no friends and she was boring as hell. There was just something about white women like Tara that caught my attention. Right, guess you can say I was living the life. I know I may seem harsh but it's the truth! Anyway, I laid back in my chair and rubbed my stubble. My door soon opened and Tara walked with a pout on her face. She locked my office door behind her and sat ontop of my desk in between my legs. I sat upright and said,"Aw sweetie are you mad about the lunch date?" She rolled her eyes and said,"Duh John you know I have work to do we cannot keep taking our own personal hours." I chuckled and said,"Im the boss last time I checked." She sighed and said,"Doesn't make you a good one." I rubbed her legs softly and ran my hands down the back of them. She watched me intently. I stood up and loosened my tie carefully. "Lunch can come early," I suggested. She cocked her head to the side and I touched her thigh, slowly caressing it. I undid my belt and unzipped my pants. Tara stood up sliding her skirt past her hips and smiling. "Don't you know not to mix business with pleasure?" She joked. I giggled and snatched off her lace panties and bent her over my desk. Fuck, her arch was perfect. "No I haven't added that to my list of rules yet," I replied as I positioned my member at her entrance. God, she was already dripping wet for me. I slowly slid inside of her and she moaned lowly. I began to thrust inside of her quickly and her moans grew louder, faster. I put my hand over her mouth and picked her up bouncing her on my penis. Ah, she felt so good against my body, my penis, all of me. I ripped open her shirt and tore off her bra with one swift movement of my free hand and grasped her breasts. She moaned and I pulled out. So sexy, so seductive. I could pop a baby in her and live happy I just knew it. I twisted her around facing me and she kissed me. I picked her up on the desk while kissing her and I thrusted inside of her once more with her legs over my shoulder. She wrapped her arms around my neck and arched her back once more, saying my name loudly in the office. I moaned against her legs and she gasped. She was near. I felt it coming. Her energy gave it away and I smiled within myself and stared at her face intently as I pulled out. She attempted to catch her breath and I bent down on all fours and buried my face into her vagina devouring her whole. She screamed out my name and held my head in place. I smiled against her vagina and kept licking, nipping, and sucking her clitorous as it drove her crazy. She would feel me. I sucked harder and she gasped out loudly biting her lip. Just when I stopped, she squirted all over my face and shirt. I moved away and picked her up off the desk. She wrapped her legs around my waist. "That's my babygirl." I bounced her up and down on my penis harder, faster, quicker. She screamed louder and I put my hand over her mouth to muffle the screams. I was near. She came for me on my penis once more and I smiled, it was my turn. I pounded her harder and smoother. I leaned ontop of her on the desk and came harder than ever. Whew! That was a rush. I pulled out slowly and she blushed and said,"too bad I'm not on birth control." I chuckled to myself and snatched a towel out of my desk and went to clean myself up in my private restroom. She followed suit and picked up an extra towel to wipe herself off. That was most certainly wasn't a quickie this time. I smiled at Tara as she took out an extra top out of the closet in the office. She always brought extras and I always ripped them apart and bought her new ones. Lunch had been served. She got dressed and situated then kissed my cheek and left out of my office. I freshened up as well and followed suit right afterwards. Today, I would hang out with the boys at our favorite titty bar downtown. Should be fun since we do this every Thursday. We've did this since college so why stop it now? I see no reason to.
