I sat there trying to breathe as my heart was beating so hard that it felt like it was going to come through my chest. As the rest of me sighed, moaned and purred while my orgasm had its way with me. He was still reading and making suggestions as if it was normal for his hand to be where it was.
It all started when he sent me an email one day:
"I have thought of you ,just mere thoughts, I have wondered what it would feel like to straddle you, legs pulled back,vulnerable,wanting,breathing deep, nipples standing, as you wait for my thick cock to find your earth, your wetness and waiting to be filled...have you ever wondered how my cock would feel in your pussy?"
Needless to say, hell yes! This got me wondering even more as to what it would be like to fuck my boss. So I sent him one back.
"Have you ever thought what it would be like when I take that same cock and gave it what it needed most? Starting with two hands firmly around your cock, I would start a slow two handed massage up and down. Then removing my hands to surround it with my 38g breasts, one on each side of your cock, surrounding it in a warm flesh as I move up and down your cock. My nipples are hard and rub against your stomach as I move up and down your cock. When the head appears giving it a friendly flick with my tongue. This would continue until I taste the first drop of precum then... I would slide the head into mouth and hold it there in the wet warm of my mouth. Who knows I might even humm a little... sending tingling sensation from your cock head to your balls, or suck on the head of your cock sliding my tongue in and out of the slit..."
I looked it over and smiled to myself. I sent it with no thought as to what the response would be. After that thing got crazy at work and I forgot all about the email and you. You really didn't come back to mind until two days later. It was the end of the day and I had stayed late to finish a presentation due to the client in two weeks. As I was looking over notes on my tablet the computer binged that I had gotten email. Thinking it was the information I had requesting from one of my team members I opened and saw this:
"Come to my office and bring your suggestions"
I looked that the email for a while not too sure what to think. I knew that you hadn't come in that day. In fact you were not to be in the rest of the week. As I stood there staring at the email another one came through...
"I am waiting"
Ok so you must have come into the office after hours to work. So I gather up all of my notes, tablet and set off for your office. On the way there I walk past the office of the CEO. Mr. Karl Standerton. The door was open, so I glanced in wondering why he was still here. As it was us minions who did all the work I thought somewhat grudgingly.
"Lola, come in," he said in that deep voice of his that always seem to make my skin tingle and pussy twitch... Such as shame as I had heard through the office rumor mill he was married.
Upon hearing, that I stopped in my track went back to his office door and leaned into him office to tell him that I was on my way to a meeting.
"Mr. Standerton I am on my way to see Mr. Johnson about..."
"Yes, Lola I know ... Now come in and let me see your suggestions."
I stood there in the doorway looking at the CEO as if he had grown two heads and a tail as a very small voice in me screamed fuck! I quickly tried to think if I had made a mistake in who I had sent the email to or maybe who had sent it to me. As I did this I started my spill about the project and the ideas that the team had come up with. I opened my tablet to the project page and notes as I walked over to his desk. Playing tablet on the desk In front of him and stood back to watch as he went over my notes. This gave me time to take in the yumminess of him. Mr. Karl Standerton was an older man, mature polished, well education and build like trimmed down body builder. He was bald, I think by choice which made his dark eyes stand out even more his angular face. Many had wondered what he was like and if he was interested in stepping over his marriage vows. I had no such thoughts... well ok I hadn't, but I was standing in front of him, smelling that wonder cologne of his and wondering what his cock would feel like in my pussy. The very thought turned my panties into a flood zone and set my clit to throbbing...
"Lola, go shut my door," he said not looking up from my reading what was on my tablet.
I again found myself staring at him...‘Oh shit ohhh shit," I said... I had sent the email to the wrong person!
"Mr. Standerton I am soo sorry I...didn't mean to send you that email...I...humm I meant to send it to my ahh,humm boy..."
"Oh but Lola I meant to send it to you," Mr. Standerton said quietly as he leaned back in his chair.
"I...you...you sent that email the one about...?" I couldn't bring myself to finish the sentence as I felt like I had been caught by my mother doing something naughty.
"Bring your chair and come sit next to me Lola, I have some suggestions...to make about the project."
I did as I was told and sat facing him scared and thinking I'm not going to have a job after today. Waiting for Mr. Standerton to finish reading my notes I fidget in my sit, crossing and uncrossing my legs. Thanking myself for wearing the simple a line skirt that allow for such legs acrobatics. It was on the third time uncrossing of them that Mr. Standerton hand went up my skirt and between my thighs on the way to a wet, hot, sticky mess. I was so shock that my legs widen all the way up to my thighs giving him easy access to his destination. His fingers made quick work of getting beyond the sobbing wet thin boundaries of my panties finding their way to the place he had talked about so eloquently in his email. He continued to read my notes and other reports as he skillfully finger fucked me. Teasing my clit to where I wanted him to do more. Causing me to lie back in the chair and spread my legs as far as the desk and his closeness would allow. Giving him a presentation of my wet glisten pussy with my skirt up my waist and panties pushed aside. He continued to read my notes and voicing comment and suggestions at intervals. The bastard had played me and with me as if I was his IPhone! Knowing and pressing all the right buttons to get me where he wanted me...where I wanted to be...I came all over his hand and his expensive Rolex watch as he typed with one hand on my tablet using the stylus.
"Yes Lola, I think these suggestions will get the client to see it our way and I am sure that the suggestions that I have made will cement the deal" Mr. Standerton said as he saved the work and shut down my tablet.
I on the other hand, was sitting there unable to control anything but my breathing as my orgasm danced in me. My skirt up to my wait, pussy exposed flooding on to my skirt beneath me. I somewhere in my dazed state I realized that my shoes had come off, and I was barefooted as well.
Mr. Standerton pull me to him with the hand that was still him my pussy doing things that were making orgasm wanting to come back.
"Now Lola he said with his face a few inches from my own. What you are going to do is this..," said as he pulled his hand out from between my legs and placed a finger covered in my musty intoxicated juice on my parted lips. You are going to go and get tested before the end of the week and you are going to bring the information back to me," he said as he slid a finger between my lips into my mouth. I started to suck on it lightly then adding pressure I sucked it all the way to the knuckle...
"At that time I will give you my information," he said as his dark eyes became like two lust filled orbs in his face. I listened as his breath became shallow and shaky as he offered another finger which I sucked as clean as the first and I did this to all those that followed. By the time I got to his pink Mr. Standerton's cloth covered cock was under my demanding grasp.
"Yessss Lola...I think these suggestion will get the client's ...."
He stopped talking and just looked at me with a wicked lust filled smile on his lips and an his right eyebrow arched...
"Yes, I agree," I said with the tips of his fingers now lingering on my full bottom lip as my tongue darted out to caress them.
I was motivated by the dampness I was feeling from the precum leaking through the material of his expensive suit pants. Nibbling on his fingers tips as I leaned into him I stood up and pushed my amble chest into his face. By now my nipples were as hard as rock and my breasts hot and firm to the touch. Pushing the chair back with my legs I reached down and picked up my shoes. On the way up I grabbed Mr. Standerton's cock that was very visible through the cloth of his pants with my mouth. He gasped as I held him in place just for a second and I gave him a quick squeeze with my teeth. I stood up, with shoes in hand grabbed my tablet and walked to the door without looking back.
Once I was in my office I shut the door and slid down on to the floor lost in the horror of what I had just done and agreed to. As I sat there my computer binged, no it was my tablet! I opened it to see that I had a message.
"Don't believe what you have heard...I am divorced and don't forget my suggestions."
Oh was all I could think of at that moment... Then my computer binged...I got up off the floor and checked my email and almost fainted. It was from Frank, my boss... he was in his office and wanted to know why I had kept him waiting.
I took a sit before I fell down as I continued to stare at the computer screen. Then I opened my tablet and typed in a short message, hit send and waited for answer. It read:
"HIS INTENTIONS, MY INTENTIONS AND SUGGESTIONS MADE..."
I sat there for a while in deep thought and then I got up and went home. I never went to Frank's office or emailing him back.
That Friday I march into Mr. Standerton's office and handed him a folder with the information he had requested based on the suggestions he had made.
There is a meeting schedule for this weekend to go over his "suggestions" in great detail and I am sure that I will have few of my own. I am sure that we can cum to some kind of agreement...don't you think?