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Working Have you ever had one of those days when everything you do just seems to go wrong? The alarm didn't go off... The car won't start... Well, today was one of those days for me. I got up late for work because I didn't hear the alarm. I guess my boyfriend must have accidentally turned it off when he got up to leave. He has to be at work a few hours before me, so I generally just stay in bed. Luckily he is pretty quiet when he gets up! Anyway, I had to rush to get ready. Grab a quick shower, dress in a hurry, then rush out the door with my coffee and a granola bar... Luckily, my car DID start. Unfortunately, I was in such a rush that I forgot they were doing road work and I had originally intended to take an alternate rout in order to avoid it and get to work faster. Then, while I was sitting in traffic listening to the radio and checking the clock on the dash every few seconds just to see how late I was I suddenly realized that I was in such a rush that I totally forgot to put on underwear this morning! Yeah, you know you're in a hurry when you forget your panties!!! Well, at least I remembered my bra!!! Oh well. Nothing I could do about it now. I tried to sneak into work (nearly 30 minutes late) hoping that the boss wouldn't see me. No such luck. He was standing right by the reception desk talking to a . All I could do was smile and pray that he was distracted enough to let it slide, after all, its not like I was late every day. As if all of that was not enough, I got balled out by one of our biggest because he did not receive his copies of the invoices we sent him. Turns out, they were sent, but his assistant hadn't given them to him yet. Not that he'd apologize for making this kind of mistake or for the way he had spoken to me. I felt sorry for his assistant, just knowing the was going to get ripped a new one for not being more on the ball. By lunch I still hadn't heard anything from my boss, so I began to relax thinking that he had indeed forgotten all about it. Finally I began to relax, planning on eating at my desk to catch up on some of the work that I missed this morning. As I was taking advantage of the nearly empty office and the relative quiet, THAT was when he decided to strike. He called me at my desk and asked me to come into his office. Right then I knew I was truly busted! But then, honestly, how much trouble could I possibly be in? After all, I had worked for this company for just over 4 years now, and had never even called in sick! Jeff, Mr. Smith, has a nice office. We are on the top floor of a five story building and he has a large, but not huge, corner office. We are just north of down town, so the view is of tall buildings, rushing traffic, and hustling worker bees while being far enough away that he can also enjoy a view of the park. I have always liked this view. In the middle of the office he has a large wooden desk and two leather chairs sitting opposite him. The desk is over sized, designed to intimidate anyone who comes in. For as many times as I had been in this office, it still worked... He did not invite me to take a seat, so I stood in front of his massive desk waiting for him to talk. At first he didn't say anything at all. He just stared at me from his chair. He barely made eye contact, but somehow, I knew that the look was meant to make me uncomfortable. And it did. Still, he said nothing. After what seemed like an hour, but was probably really less than a minute, I cleared my throat. Finally, he asked, "Is everything OK?" "Yes." "Good. I was wondering because I noticed you were late for work today. I can't remember you ever being late before. In fact, you are usually here before everyone else. What happened?" That was true, I like to get into the office early and take my time easing into my work day. I hate to feel like I'm being rushed. "Oh, it was nothing. My alarm didn't go off. My boyfriend must have forgotten to set it or something. I'm sorry, it won't happen again." He got up and walked around to my side of the desk. "Good. Because I was worried about you when I didn't see you this morning." He was standing right next to me now. I turned to face him, and he was very close. I was slightly uncomfortable, so I took a step back. "Are you sure everything is OK at home? Is there anything you want to talk about?" He stepped closer. "N-no. Nothing." I stammered as I took yet another step back, this time bumping into his desk. I turned around quickly to make sure I hadn't knocked anything over. Mr. Smith was acting very strange today. Suddenly I felt him pressed right up against me. His hands were on my hips and slowly working their way up to my waist. I tried to turn around, but he had me pinned to the desk. I could feel his breath on the back of my neck as he spoke. "I just want you to know, you can come to me with anything. I can be very discrete." He kissed the back of my neck. "Because I care about you and your wellbeing." He kissed my neck again, this time slower. "And I'm going to show you just how much I care about you." His hand was under my chin, pulling my head back so he could easily kiss the side of my neck. With that he pushed on my back, forcing me to bend over the desk. I was in shock. I wanted to tell him to stop, but his hand was back around my throat. He was pressed so hard against me that I could feel his cock getting hard. He reached around with his free hand and reached down my pants. "Whats this? No panties? You naughty girl! Did you come in late with no panties just to get my attention?" And he began rubbing my pussy and sticking his fingers inside me. I tried to protest! I wanted to tell him no! But what he was doing felt so good that when I opened my mouth all that escaped was a weak cry. "You like this, don't you?" He asked. Again, all I could do was moan. He took that for a yes and bent down to nuzzle my neck. When he was sure that I wasn't going to protest or try to move, he removed his hand from my throat and unbuttoned my pants, pulling them slowly down. From behind, he started to finger my pussy again. I couldn't believe how wet I was already. "I can't believe what a fat, round, juicy ass you have! I bet other men say it's too big, but I just want to burry my face in your ass and get lost for days!" And with that he knelt down behind me and started kissing my ass, first one cheek, then the other. He spread my legs slightly. I couldn't spread them far with my pants around my ankles. But it was enough for him to stick his fingers deeper into my pussy. His breath was hot against my ass as he rubbed his face on it, nuzzling and nudging it. He stopped fingering me and spread my ass cheeks apart so that he could lick my butt hole. I finally found my voice again, "No one has ever done that before." "No?" He asked. "Hasn't anyone ever worshiped your wonderfully fat ass and told you how beautiful it is? Hasn't anyone ever fucked your ass?" "No." Was all I could say. Oh sure, my boyfriend wanted to. And he "accidentally" tried to stick it in the back door a few times, but I never let him. "Well," Mr. Smith said, "I want to fuck you in the ass. I want to fuck you in the ass so hard! Do you want me to fuck you in the ass?" He licked my ass again then stood up and slowly rubbed his finger around the hole before sticking it in. I didn't know what to say. I was nervous about having someone fuck me in the ass. I was always told that it was painful. But I was also curious. "I... I don't know... But I think so." was all I could say. I heard him unzip his pants, and I felt the head of his cock on my leg. He rubbed the tip back and forth in my crack, getting it nice and lubricated from my pussy juice. Slowly, he put it inside my pussy. I couldn't see it, but I could tell it was bigger than my<b> boyfriends </font></b>cock. MUCH bigger! "Oh God!" I said. "I can't believe how big you are. I can't believe how full you make my pussy feel!" At first he fucked me slowly, but then he started moving faster and harder. With every one of his thrusts my hips and thighs were pressed harder against the desk. He stuck his thumb into my ass hole matching it stroke for stroke with his cock in my pussy. With his other hand he reached around in front of me and started rubbing my clit. When my boyfriend fucks me from behind I have to rub my own clit in order to cum. I started moving my hips with his as I felt my orgasam getting closer and closer! I could feel my self getting closer and closer to cumming! I didn't think it was possible, but he began fucking me harder. I started moaning as I was getting closer. Finally I felt an explosion between my legs as I climaxed. That didn't stop Mr. Smith! He kept right on pumping his huge dick into my pussy. Finally he bucked against me harder than ever! I thought he had cum as well but I was wrong. "And now for that oh so lovely ass." He pulled his dick out of my pussy and pulled his thumb out of my butt. He bent down and licked my ass hole again, getting it nice and lubricated. Then he rubbed the tip of his dick around the hole, slowly putting it in. He could feel me tense up from being nervous. "Don't worry, baby. I'll go slow, Not like I did when I was pounding your pussy! I can't believe how good that felt! I almost came so many times! But this won't hurt, sweetheart, I promise." And he slid it in further. Bit by bit he slid his cock in and pulled it almost all the way out, only to stick it in a little further the next time. He reached around and started fingering my still dripping pussy again, using his thumb to gently rub my clit one more time. Finally I could feel his huge dick buried all the way into my ass. it felt strain, but at the same time it almost felt good. Once again he began to pick up speed and fuck me harder and harder. But true to his word, it was not as hard as he fucked my cunt. With him fingering me and rubbing my clit at the same time, I could feel myself cumming again! Just like the first time, I began to meet him thrust for thrust! I couldn't believe that I came again! I never cum twice with my boyfriend! I only cum multiple times when I'm playing with myself in the shower! Mr. Smith began to grunt and he gave one final hard thrust! I could him cumin in my ass! He collapsed on me, breathing hard. "Wow," he said. "That was even better than I imagined! I'm going to be jerking off to the memory of this afternoon for months!" With that, he stood up, zipped his pants, and walked back around to sit in the chair behind his desk. I reached down, pulled my pants back on, and after composing myself looked him straight in the eye, and asked "Will there be anything else, Sir?" "No. Thank you. You can finish your lunch now." As I turned to leave his office, I wondered if I should "forget" to set the alarm again tomorrow... |
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Well, it may have started poorly, but sounds like it got better! Did you get it again from your honey that night? Two in one day is quite a feat!
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Hell of a story
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