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A Very Personal Assistant

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Short white skirt?

"Good morning sir."

I looked up and smiled as she laid the mail on my desk. "Morning Patricia."

"I think you should look at these two first sir," she said ever efficiently. "And these two need your signature."

She stood beside me whilst I skipped briefly over the two letters and allowed my nostrils to savor her perfume. "Chanel no. 5 I believe?"

"Yes sir and they're pink."


"Pink sir, my panties."

"Ah, I see, but they were blue last night were they not?"

"If you mean the ones you took off with your teeth, yes sir, they were blue."

"You really are a most remarkable woman Patricia."

"Thank you sir, if you recall, that was what you said last night."

"Did I?"

"You did sir, just before I sat on your face."

"Ah yes, I remember now."

"I should hope so sir," she smiled and made no attempt to move away as I slid my right hand up beneath her skirt.

"They seem to be rather small Patricia."

"And rather wet too sir."

My hand felt the top of her stockings and the warm pliant flesh of her thighs above them.

"My wife just called to say she would be staying on for another week or so."

"That's good of her sir."

"Yes, isn't it?" my fingers stroked the narrow strip of nylon between her lush buttocks.

"Will there be anything else sir?" she inquired politely and parted her legs very slightly.

"Only dinner again tonight if you're free."

"At your club sir or at home?"

"Oh the club first I think, for an aperitif, is that all right?"

"Perfectly sir."

I had to reluctantly withdraw my hand to sign the two letters, but she smiled when I licked my fingers.

"If we don't have too much on this afternoon sir, may I leave early, I want to have my hair done and pack a small bag?"

"Certainly," and then I had a thought, "Do you play tennis Patricia?"

"Somewhat badly sir, why?"

"Good, I'm not too good myself, shall we play tomorrow?"

"Yes, I think I'd like that, I'll pack my tennis clothes."

"Short white skirt?"

"Very short sir," she smiled. "And small white panties too, very small."

We arranged to meet at the club just after six p.m. and sure enough we pulled up in the car park almost together. She looked stunning in a short blue dress and I told her she looked good enough to eat.

"Thank you," she grinned, "I'll look forward to it."

Over dinner she confided in me that men like me were the reason she'd never married.

"I think my sex drive would be too high for most men," she laughed. "And my kinks too numerous."

"So I've not discovered all of your kinks yet?"

"Oh God no," she laughed. "Not even close."

"Tell me about them."

"I'll tell you later, in bed," she teased. "It'll be more fun."

"Minx," I laughed with her and then suggested that we went to my house where we could drink champagne by the pool in my secluded garden.

"Mmm, yes that sounds nice," she said. "I feel like some champagne."

Less than half an hour later, we were relaxing beside the pool with a cooler full of champagne on hand.

"Let me sit on your lap," she smiled, "And I'll confess to one of my little kinks."


She stood up and looked at me as she slipped the dress off her shoulders. She wore just hold up stockings beneath it and she grinned as I sucked in my breath in admiration. Her groin was barely covered with a light fuzz of hair which I hadn't noticed the previous night.

"I like to sit back in a chair dressed like this whilst I'm being shaved."

"And that's a kink?"

"It is when my girlfriend does it! But you're somewhat overdressed aren't you?" and she unfastened my straining trousers.

My prick stood up proudly and I groaned as she slid her soft lips over the dome. She wasn't just the super efficient personal secretary, she was a beautiful, horny woman, a woman I was beginning to fall for in a big way.

Reaching down for her, I pulled her up again and impaled her on my rod. It was her turn to groan with pleasure, she rolled her hips for maximum penetration whilst pinching both nipples. Her eyes were closed and her mouth was twisted into a snarl that I'd seen so many times before.

"I'm coming," she gasped."John, John I'm coming, yes, oh God yes."

Then she was silent with just the odd whimper as she rode out her orgasm until finally she slumped forward, her head on my chest.

"Wow," she giggled and kissed me. "But you didn't come."

"No, but I loved watching you when you came, you're beautiful you know."

"What, only when I come?"

"Well I happen to think that you're stunningly beautiful although I think you look even better with my cock inside you."

She put her lips to my ears and whispered softly. "How do you think I'd look with your cock in my bottom?"

"Mmm," I smiled. "You'd probably give Miss World a run for her money."

She stood up releasing my prick from it's warm refuge between her legs and turned round to present her gorgeous little ass to me.

"In that case be prepared to say hello to the new Miss World."

The tightness of her rectum held me like the caress of a velvet glove and it was almost as if she hadn't had sex for months instead of minutes. She squealed, she moaned, she bucked and she urged me on with a string of expletives a builder would have blushed at.

"Pat," I remember gasping."Pat, this is a first for me, I'm not going to last."

"Don't then," she hissed."Let me feel your spunk inside me."

I lunged forward and she screamed, I gripped her hips and held her tightly as my juices boiled. I was as still as a rock for a very few seconds, then I let out an involuntary grunt and my prick exploded.

 I still didn't move, every sense, every nerve in my body was centered on my prick as it spewed it's load into her tight, clutching anus!

The following day was beautiful, the sun woke us up blazing in through the open bedroom window, we ate a leisurely breakfast and read the papers in the sunshine before going to play tennis.

She looked gorgeous in a minuscule white skirt, barely long enough to cover her lovely little bottom. And a push up bra under a tight, white tee shirt was more than enough to grab my attention.

She took full advantage of it and trounced me thoroughly. I laughingly accused her of cheating by bending down or making her skirt flare up at every opportunity.

"I happen to be very athletic," she laughed. "I like bending and stretching."

"I like it too Patricia," I laughed. "Especially when you dress so provocatively, but can we get back to your many little kinks?"

"Let's have an orange juice on the patio," she suggested and ran up the half dozen steps from the tennis court ahead of me giving me a cock stirring glimpse of a narrow white string between her cheeks.

She made me sit on a chair away from the table and sat on my lap facing me with her arms around my neck.

"This is one of them," she smiled with her lips only millimeters from mine. "Sitting on the bosses knee and peeing."

I felt a the warmth of her piss on my groin and as her mouth descended on mine, she added, "With wet panties and knowing that he's about to fuck me."

My prick rose immediately as her tongue slipped between my teeth, her breath was warm and we breathed the same air. Our tongues dueled with each others as she writhed against my fully erect prick. Easing herself up slightly she quickly unfastened my shorts and eased her sodden gusset to one side.

"I think your prick enjoyed that," she giggled as it slid home. "But did you like my little kink?"

"What do you think?" I growled and lunged upwards bringing a squeal from her beautiful mouth.

"God almighty," she gasped. "No wonder your wife's staying longer, I bet you wear her out when she's here."

"No I think she's got a lover over there."

"Oh I'm sorry."

"Don't be, I'll be relieved if she leaves me."


"Because that means you can move in with me if you like."

"Only if you promise to fuck me every day like this."

She rolled her hips and I felt her vaginal muscles squeezing me.

"God, you've got a deal, one fuck a day and two at weekends."

I fucked her slowly with long deep strokes, each forward thrust bringing a moan of pleasure from her beautiful mouth. Her hands gripped my hips, her nails digging into the flesh, but the pain only spurred me on, that and the delicious little obscenities she whispered into my ear.

"I've got a friend you should meet," she whispered although I wasn't really interested in meeting anyone at that moment, the tingling in my toes was beginning and I knew the end was nigh, but then she added sexily.

"She loves to be fucked while eating pussy."


"My pussy in particular."

"That sounds rather fun," I said and felt my penis swelling even more.

"Yes," she said as the feeling started to overwhelm us both, "She's my sister." and the dam broke leaving us wallowing in the waves of ecstasy!

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