"Oh, my!" Lilly could practically feel her eyes bug as she took in the sight of Keller splashing about in the water, tanned chest muscles gleaming in the sunlight as water ran down his tight stomach. These must be the holiday snaps from his break in Mexico with his brothers. She clicked through them eagerly.
She had always admired her bosses jet black hair, his strong jaw line with high cheekbones, and a deep set of brown eyes. He was a handsome man, but she had no idea he was hiding a body like a Greek god beneath his tailor cut suits. The man could have been at home on a runway. She shrugged off her jacket as she continued to ogle the gorgeous images flashing across the screen in front of her.
She had always thought him a very attractive man, not just physically. His voice was deep and commanding, even when it was a soft rumble behind her as he would lean down to speak to her at her desk. He had such an air of capable authority about him that he instantly put clients at ease on the occasion that something was going wrong. Not to mention his steady reassurance when Lilly was in a near panic from the workload.
Parting her thighs just a little in her pencil skirt she bit her lips at the damp feeling between her legs. Glancing up she looked out through the large glass window that formed one wall of Keller’s office and reception. She had never noticed before how easily he could look out of his office and see her, watch every little thing she was doing.
Lilly felt a little thrill at the thought that maybe, just maybe, he watched her. Regardless of whether he did or not, she was definitely alone now. She couldn't resist spreading her legs a little further, her moist lips rubbing slickly against each other and with a half-aghast whimper she slipped her left hand down the front of her skirt, just for a quick rub.
She was hot and wet like she knew she would be and she felt her damp curls moisten further beneath her fingertips, her nipples hardening into tight peaks behind her bra as she awkwardly tried to work her wrist further into her skirt.
"Am I interrupting something?"
With a sharp gasp Lilly yanked her hand free, wildly looking up to see Keller standing in the doorway.
He stepped into the room as she pushed back the chair and hurriedly got to her feet; the wood floor creaking under her panic.
"Mr. Keller! Sir, I am so sorry! I…" She could feel her cheeks flushing red, certain she had never felt more mortified in her entire life. She was rooted to the spot in embarrassment, the tiniest pin pricks of tears welling in her eyes. She was fired, for certain, she just knew it.
But instead of the furious yelling she expected or even a curt dismissal to pack up her things and get out, he just smirked. He walked over to her, his leather shoes punctuated the silence with each step.
"'Sir.' I do like the sound of that." His hand came out to cup the side of her face. His thumb gently brushed an light tear from her cheek.
"There, there. No need for tears, my girl."
"I'm so, so sorry." Lilly's voice was barely a whisper as she breathed heavily in the small space between them. Keller was looking at her intensely but he didn't seem to be angry. She was grateful for that.
"The only thing you have to be sorry for, my dear, is working without supervision. But I'm here now so we can certainly fix that."
Lilly was confused. What did he want to supervise? His hand on her waist, firm and heavy made her eyes open in surprise.
"I...I couldn't!"
"You seemed to be doing just fine, before. Don't worry, I'm here to make sure you're doing things right." He maneuvered her to sit on the edge of his desk as he sank down into his chair in front of her. Lilly could feel the wet heat of her pussy between her thighs and was intimately aware of how short her skirt was.
"I would like to tie your hands but I think we can save that for next time. After all, I want to see what you can do with those quick little fingers I see tapping away at the keyboard all day."
So he was watching her! A shiver ran through her at the thought of being tied.
Her thighs were immediately grabbed in his strong hands and he pulled them apart with no shame whatsoever. She let out a small shriek of shock that was swiftly silenced by a warning look from him.
That glare shot all the way through her core. She stilled herself, submitting to his demands. When he made her feel like that, with just one look, she didn't feel she was submitting so much as she would willingly get down on her knees and beg for it.
With her smooth legs now pulled apart and on display she could feel his warm breath caressing the sensitive inner flesh and could only imagine the sight between them. Her panties were surely soaked, the damp stain of her pussy juices seeping through the thin fabric. With a forceful hand he pushed her back slightly and reached up to yank the lace material down around her thighs and finally off onto the floor. His attention hungrily fixed back between her legs.
Lilly would have felt self-conscious if not for the lustful gaze in his eyes. She could almost see her swollen pussy lips, creamy and gleaming in the reflection of his eyes and her sex spilled more and more juices with each hot pulse of arousal.
She clutched at the edge of the desk as he pressed forward with his tongue, right against her quivering lips and delving between with relish. She jerked and bucked upwards with shock but was quickly forced still by his powerful forearm pressing against her hips.
Her ass was squirming against the polished wood of the desk and she vaguely heard something clatter to the floor but paid it no mind. Both of them were focused on the mounting pleasure between her thighs.
She was being completely and wholly devoured, his face roughly pushed into her wetness as his tongue lapped and probed, pushing inside with desperate greed. Watching her pussy lips press around his probing mouth sent a bolt of thrill through her body that she had never felt before.
He moved swiftly back and forth between both thighs, running his tongue up and down her shaking limbs in order to lick up every last drop of her that had spilled out of her moist heat. His fingers dug into her soft flesh as he pulled her closer, bruising it with lust and his teeth were quick to follow suit. Her legs were quickly hoisted over his broad shoulders as he ground his mouth into her pussy like an animal starved. There was nothing she could do, nothing she wanted to do, but lay there and let him devour every last drop of her.
Whimpering at the onslaught of sensation, she almost didn't hear the sound of his belt buckle unfastening. She lifted her head in an attempt to struggle upright but was immediately pushed back down against the hard wood of the desk.
"Sit still," he commanded gruffly, holding her in place as he freed his rigid shaft. "And take what you're given." His hot breath warmed her wet folds as he talked, causing light tingles to flutter up the back of her neck.
Lilly nodded in submission, spreading her thighs even wider if at all possible. She could feel the muscles in her legs stretch as she opened herself for him. She glanced down to see him stepping between her legs, a huge stiff cock in his hands.
There was no teasing, no gentle guidance, just the dominant push of his commanding staff as it seared into her already burning heat. Lilly threw her head back in relief, finally feeling her hungry hole filled. Her hair was grabbed roughly in a strong fist. She gasped as her opening sank even tighter around the unmoving length inside her.
"Let it out," he demanded. "Let me hear exactly how much you're enjoying this."
Lilly shook her head, trying to stop the moaning she so desperately wanted to submit to.
"What if someone hears?"
The hand in her hair twisted harder in punishment. "I don't care. I told you to make some noise, you'll do as you're told. Understand?"
"Yes, Sir!" Lilly gasped, bent forward awkwardly as she was still splayed across the table. His cock was slamming in and out of her body now with a fierce intensity and she let out a pleasured shriek each time he pounded deeper. His cock pulled out each time with a loud wet slurp that made her feel filthy and slutty at the very sound, before his hips slapped back against her rounded ass cheeks wi
th a punishing slap that echoed off the wood floors.
He fucked and pounded into her welcoming heat until eventually he was pressed so close he wasn't even pulling away, just grinding every last inch of himself up against her as she shook and squirmed around him. Her legs awkwardly dangled on each side of his hips as he cradled her thighs in his strong hands.
The stiffening of his length inside of her seemed almost impossible with how hard and unyielding he already was but finally his thick dick was spurting his seed inside her. She clenched her legs tightly around him as she arched her back in response, desperately pushing her pussy against his erupting cock.
He pulled out. A sticky gush of his completion trickled down her shaking thighs and smeared across her delicate skin. With a gentle hand that was at complete odds with her earlier roughness he slowly eased her back to lie more comfortably against the now warmed wood of his desk.
Soothing hands rubbed and stroked at her trembling legs and when she looked up it was into gentle brown eyes looking approvingly down at her.
"Good girl." His voice was a warm rumble of comfort. She leaned unconsciously into his touch. His strong hands massaged at her sensitive flesh and even though her pussy was still throbbing with need she felt immense satisfaction at having pleased him so.
The evidence of his pleasure spilling out of her own body and onto the polished wood desk was strangely enough. "That was very well done. But, not what I originally came in here for."
Lilly frowned and he ran his palms up the length of her legs, from ankle to thigh, before wrenching them apart so much like before. This time, however, it was so much worse. Her own pleasure was mixed with his spilling cum and she could feel it slipping everywhere as she tried desperately to avoid the mortifying sight.
"Stop it," he scolded her, with a light slap to the meat of her thigh. "I told you I was going to supervise you and that's what I'm going to do. Are you going to wilfully disobey me, young lady?"
"No, Sir," she said in a whisper.
"That's what I thought. Now, take off your clothes, properly."
Lilly's skirt had been shoved roughly up around her waist. She struggled to remove it along with her blouse and bra. Keller was still seated, completely dressed and lazily stroking his cock that was jutting out of his open trousers. It was semi-hard and Lilly couldn't help lick her lips at the thought of tasting it; of tasting the cum still oozing from the tip. He noticed and shot her a promising smirk.
As she sat back comfortably on the desk in front of him once more she tried to subtly close her legs but he was having none of it.
"Open up, pet. Let me see exactly how much of a mess we've made of that hungry tight little pussy of yours."
Boldly she stretched out and placed the flat of her feet on the arms of his chair, splaying herself wide for him to see her wet, fucked pussy. She had never felt so exposed in her entire life, so submissive, and if she was perfectly honest with herself, had never been so aroused.
The feeling of a strong man completely taking control of her actions made her nerves rattle with excitement and buzz with the anticipation of his next demand.
His next demand was, if at all possible, even more mortifying.
"Show me." At her look of confusion he elaborated. "Show me exactly what you would have done to yourself if I hadn't walked in on you with your naughty hand down your skirt. I want to see exactly how you fuck that cunt when you can't control yourself enough to wait."
Lilly's breath caught in her throat; she had never touched herself in front of someone else before.
But she knew she didn't have a choice. She didn't want this to stop. She recalled the pleasure it gave her to wring the satisfaction out of Keller and she desperately wanted to do that again.
She desperately wanted to cum, too.
Closing her eyes because it was easier than watching him watch her, she began gently stroking her soft lips. They were sopping wet beneath her searching fingertips and still glazed over with his hot cum. Each stroke sent a violent thrill of pleasure through her already hypersensitive body.
It was so hard not to just plunge her cum covered fingers deep inside of her body and fuck herself raw. But then his sharp voice cut through her lustful wanting.
"Don't waste my time, girl. And look at me when I'm talking to you." She opened her eyes obediently. He was looking at her unamused. "We both know you're no goodie-two-shoes; you're my hungry little pussy slut. Now you give that pussy exactly what I know it needs!"
With a grateful moan Lilly slipped all four fingers inside herself, already stretched and loose and sloppy from the dick that had been pounding her only moments earlier. The lurid squelching and smacking of juices and semen slipping in and out with each plunge inside her body only spurred her on. She quickly started to slip back and forth on the slick mess of the desk with each buck of her hips.
One leg slipped off the arm of the chair and she yelped as the palm of her hand brushed against her swollen clit even as it drove her fingers to screw up harder inside her. Over her panting and moaning and shameless pleasuring of herself she could just make out his lusty praises.
"That's a good girl! Oh, you are such a good little pussy whore! You want something else back in that open pussy again?"
"Yes! Oh, yes please, Sir!" Lilly was begging even as the thought of removing her fingers from herself made he push them in even harder. She let out a desperate cry when he dragged her wrist from between her legs and shoved it up to her mouth.
"Get them nice and clean for me, sweetheart."
Lilly sucked the taste of herself from her fingers, tongue lapping between each one until they were spotless and still she thirsted for more. He watched her with lust darkened eyes the whole time, whispering filthy endearments into her ear about what a good little lap kitten she was and how he was going to give her exactly what she wanted.
"Good girl! Now, clean this mess up."
She was pulled forcefully from the table and spun around so that he was crowding behind her. His cock, still slick from his cum, teasingly poked at her ass cheek. A firm hand went between her shoulders blades and pushed her down. Her face was pressed into the sticky mess of cum and pussy juice all over the table.
It was a cooling mess that smeared against her cheek as he held her down but she couldn't deny the filthy, depraved desire to submit completely and literally take everything he gave her.
“Lick that up like a good girl.”
Obediently she poked out her tongue and began to lap at the salty, bitter tasting fluids, little kittenish laps and hungry slurping gulps where it had puddled. The scent of their sex was almost overwhelming. When she had finally licked every bit clean her head was swimming in complete lust-hazed pleasure. It was settling heavy in her belly and she felt full and almost sleepy, despite her desire. She was dragged upright and a firm pinch to a hardened nipple made her sigh.
"You deserve a reward for doing such a thorough job, I think now."
He quickly moved them so that they were standing in front of the large glass window that made up the front wall of his office and looked out into the reception area. Pushing her firmly up against the window she gasped at the feeling of the cold glass against her naked nipples. Although no one was around, she couldn't help the panic that rose inside her. He slapped her ass in warning as she struggled against his controlling grip.
"I am going to fuck you now, right here up against this glass, so that every morning when you walk in the first thing you will think of is my dick owning your pussy." He pressed completely up against her from behind, the hard line of his body rigid and unyielding.
"What if someone comes in? What if they see?" I was late, very late, but there could still be cleaners or a late worker in the building.
"Then I demand you give them something worth watching," he chuckled darkly. "If I want to fuck you here then you are going to like it, aren't you?"
She knew she would. She was practically begging for it.
"Yes, Sir."
/> Within seconds the hard, burning length of his cock was pressed against her ass cheeks. She pressed back against him. He laughed and thrust lightly against her, teasing her with his probing cock.
"I knew you wouldn't stay shy for long. Spread your legs like the naughty slut you are."
Quickly she arched her back and spread her sticky thighs apart. She felt his searching length rubbing against her and when his thick head finally breached her waiting slit she sobbed in relief.
"Still so tight," he marveled as he slid upwards. He was groaning and panting against the back of her neck as his hands gripped her slender hips tightly. It was an awkward angle but with a satisfied grunt he shoved his shaft hard. His balls nestled against her bare skin as his cock grinded deeper.
Lilly's legs almost gave way beneath her exhausted body. Her hands scraped and slid at the glass. It felt so good, so filling, she bent her hips back seeking more of him inside. He obliged happily, fairly pounding her so hard she was half scared the glass would break.
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