1. One night with my hot male underline


    Date: 1/24/2015, Categories: Fiction, Author: drealprince, Rating: 60, Source: sexstories.com

    Some say those who are usually in a dominant role in their work environments like to engage in submissive roles outside of work, as a way of release, if you will. But, sometimes, getting outside of work simply cannot wait… Tall, taut, tan, highly educated and intelligent, acutely articulate, and just simply elegant, he was the perfect candidate for the entry-level assistant position she had been so laboriously seeking to fill. The others before him infallibly paled in comparison. This one touched something deep inside her, awakened the recesses within her body that seemed long dormant-dead. Each morning she would watch him at the water cooler, how his gait, the way her merely moved, aroused the unfulfilled desires within her. She was the boss, the one who had all the control. There was no way he could deny her, no way he could deprive her of all her most lascivious fantasies. He wanted to make her happy, wanted to prove he was worthy to be in her presence. He would do whatever it took to satisfy her every need. No matter the task. Staying late night after night would be sure to please her. And, it did. On this particular night, she had called him into her office. It was late. Dark. The silence permeated the institutional walls like a sponge. The sultry heat from the night air was wafting through the building’s windows. She could feel the warm sweat from her soft skin run down the middle of her chest, glistening in the warm glow of moonlight that was coming in from the ...
    window. He entered her office and she had told him to close the door. He did as he was instructed. She told him to come over to her. He acquiesced. She told him to have his way with her. He did. With one swift move, both of his hands ripped open her beautiful, white silk blouse. He couldn’t bear to wait to unhook her bra to expose her ever hardening nipples that were surrounded by the luscious, soft skin of her ample breasts, so he simply lifted the bra over her head while he devoured her tits in his wet mouth. Her pussy began to moisten and she could feel her flower start to open, bud. The fire between her legs was growing and she anticipated what he was going to do next to her yearning body. The thought was almost too painful to bear. He reached down and hiked up her tight, black pencil skirt, exposing her nude, flesh-colored fishnets. He reached for the crotch and ripped them apart. She wore no panties, so he fingers found her dripping cunt swelling, opening. She felt a few of his fingers exploring deep inside her, sending waves of ecstasy down her entire body. Just when she thought she was nearing the point of no return, he stopped and ordered her to her knees. She didn’t have to be told. She fastidiously undid his Italian leather belt, slid it through the hoops of his Armani slacks, carefully unzipped his fly, and found his throbbing thick cock waiting for her anxious mouth. She took him in deep. His head threw back with intense pleasure as she sucked every inch of his eager ...
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