"Annie, honey, I can't think of a better dessert than to eat you all up. But let's move this party to the bedroom where we can be more comfortable. I want to take my time with my sweet Georgia peach!" I said. 

I took her hand and led her into the bedroom. There she got on her knees on the edge of the bed her naked ass facing me and her sweet juicy pussy and ass beckoning me to come dine on them. I wasn't about to let the invitation go unanswered!

I quickly knelt behind her and within seconds I dragged my tongue across her puckered asshole...

"Oh God, Michael!" she cried at the first touch of my wet tongue on her sensitive anus.

I took over holding her cheeks apart as I licked and lapped and tongued her crinkled hole. I loved the musky taste of her–it was a wonderful contrast to her syrupy sweet pussy. 

I licked all around the rim of her ass making sure I got her completely covered and "lubed up". Once I had, I formed my tongue into a tiny spear and poked it into her asshole itself. This really thrilled her apparently. 

"Oh fuck Michael! Oh yes, baby, tongue-fuck my ass! Oh God, that's so fucking hot! Ohmygod!"

Annie reached between her legs and began fingering her drooling pussy as I ate her asshole. She needed to cum and she was doing anything she could to help me get her there. 

I licked and tongued her asshole for a few delightful minutes before I stopped. I stood up behind her and took my steel-hard cock and pointed the tip at her wet ass. 

As my cock first made contact and started to open the little star, Annie cried, "Oh fuck Michael yes! Yes, baby, fuck my tight ass! Oh God, I love being fucked back there! Give me that fat cock in my ass!" She held her ass still, relaxing it so I could push deeper into her.

I sank into her until the head slipped past her sphincter with a pop. "Oh!" she gasped, then relaxed as I kept burrowing deeper. Annie was no anal virgin–I suspect there have been a few visitors knocking on her back door in her time. Still, she was plenty tight and her ass hugged my cock like a vise. It was glorious!

I pushed into her slowly, enjoying every inch of this trip until I was finally completely engulfed in her soft warm grip. My hips pressed firmly against her ass cheeks as I tried to get just another inch deeper into that hot tight ass.

"Mmm, your cock feels so good... stretching my little asshole so wide. I've never felt so fucking full!"

I kept myself all the way inside her for a few moments to make sure she was sized to my cock and ready for fucking.

"Okay Annie, I'm going to start fucking that sweet ass of yours!"

"Yes! Oh Michael, fuck my slutty secretary ass! Fuck me hard and deep–don't worry, I'm no china doll... I won't break! I like it a little on the rougher side, actually. So go ahead boss and take out your frustrations on this secretary's willing ass! I'm your very own Southern fuck doll!"

I started moving fairly slowly at first - for both our benefits. I wanted to make sure she was slippery enough that neither of us would get friction burns! Once I was satisfied that things were moving all right, I started fucking her faster and harder.

A couple of strokes later I was fucking that southern belle's ass like I wanted to punch a hole through it. But I soon found that my fears of pounding her too hard were unfounded. The harder I thrust into her, the more she liked it, and the more she wanted! 

So much for that whole delicate flower of the south idea–this Savannah sweetheart wanted to be ridden like a Tennesee quarterhorse!

My concerns appeased, I gave her my all. I fucked Annie with everything I had, my hips slapping against her ass with a loud, wet, smacking sound. I slammed into her so hard it pushed her against the bed, pinning her there as I proceeded to make her grunt with every impact. 

Annie was in her glory, getting the fucking she had wanted for quite some time. As I smashed into her, her tits were swinging to and fro and her blonde was flying wildly. 

That blonde hurricane whirling around her head gave me an idea. I reached up and grabbed a big handful of the blonde tresses and hauled her to her feet, my cock still buried deep in her tight hot ass.

I wrapped my left arm around her just below her tits grabbing the right one and sinking my fingers into the bountiful flesh. My right hand went to her throat and I gripped her just hard enough to make it difficult, but not impossible, to breathe. I wanted to let her know I was in control but not hurt her.

"Are you my dirty little secretary slut? Are you my office cockwhore?" I growled deep and soft in her ear.

"Oh God yes, Michael! Yes!"

"Tell me. Tell me what you are."

"I am your slutty office cockwhore! I am your dirty secretary slut! Oh please, Michael, please fuck your secretary slut and claim me as yours! Please! I want to be yours! I want to be all yours Michael!" she cried.

"Well let's see if you have what it takes then to be my office fucktoy!" I said, pushing her face down onto the mattress.

I held her there with a hand to the back of her neck while I fucked her like there was no tomorrow. She moaned and cried and begged for more until we both had had all we could take. 

"I'm getting ready to cum, slut. I'm going to fill that ass of yours with my cum. I want you to cum with me. Show me you can be a good slut and cum with me!"

"Yes! Oh fuck, Michael, yes! Please cum in my ass! Oh God, please, please give me your sweet cum!" Annie was near hysterics now and shaking like a wet dog after a bath. 

A couple more strokes and I felt my balls tighten up. I knew the end was near. "Here I cum, Annie. Are you ready? Are you ready to cum slut?"

"Yes! Oh please, Michael, please cum in me! Pleeease!"

That was all I could take. I blasted a huge load of scalding, sticky cum deep in her rectum. As soon as she felt the first spurts of my cum it launched her into her own orgasm. 

"MIIICHAELLL!" she screamed as she exploded. 

She screamed so loud I expected a visit from the hotel security or the cops any minute, but there never was one. Instead, she came over and over as I unloaded my own orgasm into her. We swapped juices for what seemed like an eternity but I'm sure it wasn't. 

Finally, both of us completely drained we fell onto the bed and I came out of her ass with a wet plop. Laying there her on her stomach and I on my back we were both drenched in sweat and panting like a dog on a hot Savannah day.

It took a few minutes before we both came around again and when we did she looked up at me with a happy satisfied smile.

"Are you forgetting something?" I asked her. 

She looked at me questioningly and I pointed to my shrinking cock. Annie smiled and knew just what I meant. She had no qualms about her duties either taking my cock into her mouth without a second thought. The same cock that had just came out of her ass and she did it without complaint or comment. 

Yes, Annie would be a good secretary slut for me!

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I was down in Savannah for a little over a month getting the office re-organized and running more efficiently. My ideas did improve the performance and productivity even more than I anticipated and the main office in New York was very pleased with the results. 

In Savannah, the personnel in the office were also very pleased with their new jobs and the fact that their pay didn't change any. Some even got raises and everyone fit better in their new jobs than they had in their old ones. All in all, it was a great success.

Annie and I also worked well together. She was an excellent secretary and was always one step ahead of me, it seemed, knowing just what I needed almost without me asking. I don't think I could have asked for a more efficient, more helpful, and dedicated assistant.

She was just as good, if not better, outside the office. While we enjoyed many evening, afternoon, and overnight sexual adventures, we also took in the sights of Savannah and as she had told me initially, she knew her way around Savannah and all the things to see and do. I got to know the place very well.

That was the problem. As I said I always loved the South and southern ways and this visit to Savannah only cemented that more in my mind. My time came and went much too fast for my liking. And I wasn't looking forward to saying goodbye–to Savannah or to Annie.

As my days grew shorter and I was closing in on that dreadful day, my mind started wandering. I wanted to stay there in Savannah. I had grown fond of the place and the people. Most of all I had become very fond of Annie.

But I had a job back in New York. Well, that was where I was based at least. My actual job took me from place to place, setting up new offices, and helping established ones run better. 

Occasionally, I would be called on to do a restructuring when the office was in really bad shape. Fortunately, that wasn't very often–I didn't like handing out pink slips!

Then the day it came that I had to get ready to leave. I went to work and up to my office. When I went inside Annie was already there, as she always was.

"Hello, Sir."

I could tell she knew what that day meant. Her demeanor was sad and quiet.

"Hello, Annie. Have you got my plane reservations made?" I asked.

"Yes, Sir. Right here. You are on Flight 191 leaving... leaving at 4:00 pm." she said. She turned her head as she spoke.

I knew what was going on. She was sad I was leaving. I was sad too but I had to be strong for both of us. "Annie, come here." she walked over to my desk and stood there beside it. I stood up and sat on the edge of my desk so I would be eye-to-eye with her.

"Annie, you have been wonderful while I've been here. I could not have done any of this without you. You were amazing and so much help for me," I began. 

"But also you have been a wonderful companion as well. Our time together both in the office and away from work has been more fun and more exciting than I have ever had in any of my trips. Thank you honey for making my stay here one I will always remember." I leaned forward to kiss her, but Annie turned away.

"Michael, I can't... I have to say goodbye to you and I just can't kiss you. I'm sorry," she said. I noticed a tear rolling down her cheek.

"I understand." Annie turned to go back to her desk and I looked at my ticket.

"Annie, there seems to be a problem with this ticket."

"What? Let me see," she said, coming back to take the ticket from me. "No, this is right. You are on Flight 191 leaving today at 4:00 pm to New York."

"That's the thing, I'm NOT leaving today. In fact, I'm not leaving at all. I've been reassigned to work out of the Savannah office. So this ticket is not necessary."

"WHAT?" she said astonished. "What do you mean, Michael?"

"Well I didn't want to say anything until it was all approved, but a few days ago I called the home office in New York. I explained that I had really fallen in love with the area down here and since my job is basically a traveling job, going from place to place to set up new offices or fix existing ones, I asked if it would be possible to be based here instead of New York.

"With the way I have turned this office around and improved things, they didn't have any problem with the idea. I would still be doing the same job, just calling Savannah home instead of New York."

"Oh, Michael! Oh, that is so wonderful! Oh, I'm so happy you aren't leaving! Oh... excuse me Michael!" she said, running out of the office. 

Tina, the receptionist came in a minute later. "Sir, what's wrong with Annie? I saw her run past my desk and out of the office."

"I'm not sure. Would you go check on her please?" I said. Tina left my office and was gone for a few minutes before Annie came back.

"I'm sorry I ran out like that Michael, it's just I didn't want... I didn't want you to see me crying."

"Well, that's okay, so long as they are happy tears."

"Oh they are, Michael, they are!"

"Well, I have decided to continue using this office since I will be coming and going a lot with this new position here. It's out of the way and I am used to it now. I have everything I need here except for a good secretary. Know where I can find one?" I asked.

"Oh, I think I know of one candidate you might consider!" she said, winking at me.

"Now this job is going to be different than what I've been doing here. Up to now I've been here working in this office and dealing with the people and problems here. 

My new job is what I was doing before–I travel from place to place setting up new offices or getting established ones running better. 

There is a lot of travel involved and I am usually gone for weeks or a month or more at a time. Are you okay with that? Being away from Savannah like that?" I asked.

"Michael, before you came here this was a job. I came here did my work and pretty much kept to myself. Like I told you when I applied for this position, I don't fit in with the younger crowd here and I don't have a significant other at home either. 

"I led a pretty boring life, to be truthful. But then you came and gave me a reason to come to work. You made this place fun again–not to mention boosted my sex life like 200%! I actually liked coming to work because you were here. And I really liked our times away from the office. 

"I was dreading today, saying goodbye to you and going back to that... well that existence again. I can't really call it a life because it wasn't living, it was only existing. But now you are telling me you are staying and I couldn't be happier. 

"Yes, Michael, I would be happy to go anywhere with you. I would be thrilled if you would consider me your permanent secretary... and secretary slut. You've seen my work and you know what I can do. And I don't mind working late, I don't mind travel... as long as you are there, I don't mind any of it."

"Well, Annie, I have seen your 'work' and yes I am very pleased with your abilities. If you are sure that you won't mind the traveling and living out of a suitcase and staying in hotel rooms, then you can consider the job yours."

"Michael, darling, as long as you are in that hotel room with me, I will be just fine. Thank you. Thank you for the job, thank you for staying here, and thank you for being such a wonderful amazing man."

EPILOGUE:

Annie and I started the new job together and just like before she was an amazing assistant. She took right to her new duties being my secretary, personal assistant, and my travel agent.

Annie kept her place in Savannah as it was still our home base and I got a small apartment that I could call home close by as well. We worked very well as a team and the main office in New York seemed pleased with our performance as well.

Outside of work, Annie and I enjoyed each other and each other's company as if nothing had changed at all. She was always right there when I needed some "stress relief" and I, in turn, kept her happy as well. I spent many a wonderful night at her place when we were in Savannah and she spent nights at my place as well. 

Yes, the South was definitely where I wanted to be and this Southern belle was who I wanted to be with. Life was good for this converted Yankee!