I should be happy that it’s Friday, at least. Yet I find myself staring at the computer screen, waiting for that email that will never come. A statement of apology, a long awaited attempt at closure. Instead, I get an email in my spam folder about a sexy cam girl awaiting my response. I almost don’t hear the knock on the door.
“Come in,” I say as I minimize the screen. “Door’s unlocked.”
I really have no idea who it could be. So I’m legitimately surprised when I see a young, beautiful, bright-eyed woman blinking back at me from the threshold.
“Hello, sir,” she says rather timidly, “I’m here for the job interview.”
I swear I have the biggest brain fart in my life as I stare at her, my gaze sweeping down her full-figured body. She is too cute. She barely looks like she’s eighteen. She’s wearing a slim fitting blazer and a pinstripe skirt that accentuates her shapely body. Her stark, red lipstick is a perfect contrast to her pale olive skin. Her wavy hair frames her pretty face so perfectly. I find myself immediately intrigued.
And then I remember that she must be Aubrey, the third person applying for the much-coveted secretarial position. I say coveted in pure sarcasm. We’ve had only five people apply so far, and the other candidates were obviously less than enthusiastic to fill the job.
“Come in,” I quickly say as I stand up. “Please, close the door so we can have some privacy. Take a seat and get comfortable.”
“Okay,” she says and crosses the room to the chair in front of my desk.
So far she seems quiet and put together, qualities that are hard to find in this day and age. Luckily, the assistant manager handed me Aubrey’s resume an hour ago, so it’s still sitting on my desk. Having read through it, I was intrigued by the variety of jobs that she’s held. Some were clerical, others were retail. A well-rounded worker.
“Are you an introvert, Aubrey?” I suddenly ask.
Even the question catches me off guard. Where did that come from? But she doesn’t seem to mind; she actually smiles and tilts her head slightly before she says, “Most definitely. That’s why I prefer office jobs. Less direct contact with the public. If I can avoid it, I do. I’m not the best in social situations.”
She seems to reconsider her words after a few fleeting moments pass in relative silence. To my surprise, her fair cheeks flush and she looks down at the floor in disappointment and shame.
“I’m sorry,’ she says. “That was such a stupid response. That’s probably the last thing you want to hear as an employer, right? I don’t know what came over me.”
I try not to smile too much. “That was a perfect response. You see, I am an introvert as well. Lately it’s been coming out more and I’m finding it harder to fit in such a shallow, idiotic world that cares about such trivial things. So, I apologize if I made you uncomfortable.”
She looks up at me with complete surprise on her pretty face. “Really? Wow.”
“I don’t seem like it, right? We’ll get to that another time. When can you start? I liked your resume. I like people with a diverse background. And I like you so far. You seem dependable and smart. These are all initial observations and I could be wrong, but I doubt it. So what do you say?”
Her eyes widen and her bottom lip trembles slightly. “You… you want to hire me?”
“Yes.” I smile. “Can you start Monday?”
****
It’s evident that Aubrey Morales is extremely obedient and attentive to my needs. Which makes me a little uncomfortable. I’m not used to someone so eager to please me. And it doesn’t help that she seems very respectful of me. Always addressing me as sir, telling me that she’s completed a task, and asking me if there’s anything else that I need. I’m not used to such a strong, level-headed woman who is so willing to please me.
Is she that sort of submissive, though? The kind that will get on her knees the second I tell her to do so? Not that it matters. Now that she’s working for me, I cannot push the query any further. But, it’s hard to ignore her sexy, full-figured body. Even though she’s not as skinny as some other girls working here, she is definitely not overweight. But I like that. She is my type of woman with supple curves that I can grab on, flesh that I can gently bite as I drive my seed deep inside of her...
I get my mind out of the gutter before I get even more hard. But, like I said, it’s hard not to stare. Her first day at the job and she looks sexy and cute at the same time. She looks professional in her black pinstripe skirt and light blue blouse that shows a hint of cleavage, but nothing too obvious. But then she is wearing this black bow in her hair that looks so adorable on her and makes her look like a little cute girl, ready to be held by me.
She is mysterious and intriguing - and I want her.
By the end of the day, she has proven herself to be an excellent secretary. So I feel really bad when she is packing her stuff and I find myself with a raging hard on, watching her from behind my desk. I don’t do or say anything perverse, though. She waits for me to get my belongings before we walk out of my office and I lock the door. When we get outside, I’m surprised to see her start walking away to the road after we say goodbye with a smile. I quickly walk to her and gently grab her wrist, stopping her from walking any further.
“Aubrey, where are you going?” I ask her as a cold breeze picks up and winds its way through us.
“Home, sir.”
She kills me when she calls me sir. She is so damn respectful and polite. It makes me just want to kiss her more.
“You walk home?”
“Yes.” She tilts her head at me. “I love walking. It helps to clear my mind.”
“Let me take you home.”
I expect her to defy me and say no. Instead, she turns toward me with a smirk. “Okay.”
Even I’m surprised by her easy, willing admission. She is silent as she follows me to my black BMW, which is the only car left in the parking lot. She slides into the passenger seat and I try to avoid staring at her as I clumsily put on my seatbelt. I haven’t felt this nervous with someone in such a long time. This is crazy.
“I love your outfit today,” she says as I start the car. “I love a suit with suspenders and a tie. It looks so clean and perfect.”
Now I can’t help but look at her. “Thank you, Aubrey. You are too kind.”
“Your wife is so lucky.”
Her words hang in the air like a heavy cloud between us, dense and filled with intensity. Still, I respond, “No longer married. I’m separated.”
“Oh.” Her words are quick, resentful. “I’m sorry, sir. I had no idea. Please forgive me.”
“That's okay. Don’t feel bad. You had no idea. So, where do you live?”
She tells me, which is pretty far away on foot. In the car it takes only about ten minutes, which amounts to about half an hour of walking. We are relatively silent until we start approaching her apartment and I realize that I'm parking in a dead end. Perplexed, I turn to her and feel my spine stiffen when I see her staring at me with an undeniable hunger swimming in her bright blue eyes.
“Can I ask you something, sir?” she says in a low tone.
Immediately, I am turned on. Something has changed; the lust is so palpable between us, it’s like an electric current that has no way of turning off. Not that I want to shut it down. I am enjoying every second of it, especially the way she is staring me down, like she wants to give herself completely to me.
“Yes, you may,” I finally say with a taut voice.
“Do you like being in control?”
“I would say I do. I am the boss for a reason.” I wink at her and she giggles. My first successful flirtation with her and she hasn’t shuddered away in disgust or shied away.
“Well,” she says, blushing, “I just wanted to say... you are incredibly handsome, sexy and intelligent. In every way you are my wet dream come true. And I can’t deny the fact that I want you, and if you want to have your way with me, you can.”
I swear my jaw almost drops. But then she reaches out, putting a hand on my leg, and I know that she is being completely serious. Coupled with the fact that she is unbuttoning her blouse, there is no denying that she is being honest.
“No, I don’t want a raise,” she whispers as my gaze descends to her impressive cleavage. “I don’t want to be promoted. I just want your seed gushing down my throat. Do you know how long it has been since someone has even touched me, desired me at all?”
“Does my secretary want to be my little secret slut?”
I expect her to wince and take her hand away from me at the mention of that derogatory word. But she moans and gently squeezes my erection through my slacks, making me shudder. “Yes, sir. Have you ever been with a girl that loves to worship cock?”
I swear I get harder. “No, I can’t say I have. I've always wanted a girl like you, though.”
“Do you want to change that?”
I groan as I watch her slip off her blouse. She is wearing a black push up bra that does a lovely job of enhancing her already sexy, full breasts. She rubs my shaft through my black pants and continues to look at me while she unzips me and starts to take out my hardness. I shiver, moaning, when I feel her soft hand on the sensitive head of my cock before she brings it down and back up, stroking my shaft gently and slowly.
“Can I stroke you until you come? You can come in my mouth. I want to swallow every drop.”
“God,” I mutter. “That would be so fucking hot. You are a little minx, aren’t you?”
“Yes, I am. But only with the right person.”
“And what makes me so special?”
I groan again as she brings her closed fist down my hardness. Some pre-cum appears and she uses it to lubricate my rigid shaft.
She stares at her hand slowly going up and down my cock. “Do you want me to go faster?”
“Yes,” I hastily say. “Please do.”
She strokes quicker and tightens her grip. Usually, when I have a woman stroking me, she is half asleep, bored. But not Aubrey. She seems as excited as me. Her gaze keeps flickering between my face and my straining cock.
“My boss is so hot,” she whispers, gazing into my eyes. “I’m sorry, I couldn’t keep my hands off you. This is wrong but it feels so good. I love watching you thrust your hips against my hand and hearing you moan.”
Her erotic words get me even more excited. She must sense my growing arousal because she strokes me harder, faster, until I’m shaking all over. It feels so good that I can’t help but groan in absolute ecstasy.
“You’re going to come for me soon, baby?” she whispers. “Can you come in my mouth? I want to taste you so bad. I want to swallow your seed.”
Fuck, she’s too good with her hand and too fucking sexy. Usually, I would last longer but it’s been too long since I last came. I can’t even remember the last time my ex-wife touched me, made me come.
“Yes,” I reply in a barely contained whisper. “I will. I’m close. Just keep stroking me baby. You’re so good.”
My spine stiffens and my thighs begin to shake as I feel my orgasm building. I stare at her hand working my thick cock, the way her small fingers are gripping the velvety, mushroom head; my mind and body entranced by the sound of her jerking me off.
To my surprise, she quickly leans over and replaces her hand with her mouth. I gasp when her hot, wet mouth locks tight around the head of my cock. I feel her warm, luscious tongue flicker against the sensitive shaft and that’s when I lose it. I curse and shut my eyes as pleasure floods my body; I feel my cock twitch as my warm seed spills into her ready, inviting mouth.
I’ve never been with a woman that enjoyed swallowing, so the fact that she willingly drinks every drop is so fucking hot and actually makes the orgasm that much better. I’m impressed that she swallows all of it, and she’s actually smiling as she raises her head, removing her sexy mouth and hand from my cock.
“You taste so delicious,” she says. “Better than I thought you would. I already want more but I know that you need to rest.”
I lean in to kiss her, but to my surprise, she pulls away. Maybe she didn’t see me lean into her? I’ve never met a woman that didn’t like to be kissed. So I’m definitely surprised, to say the least.
“Thank you,” I say as I try my best to look decent again. “That was so fucking hot.”
“You’re welcome.” She smiles. “If you’re ready, you can drop me off at home.”
“What about you, though?” I ask in surprise.
“What about me? I’m more than satisfied with your delicious cum in me. Don’t worry about me.”
I find myself frowning. I can’t exactly force myself on her. And I wouldn’t want to do something that she wasn’t comfortable with. So I decide the best thing to do is to drop it. At least for now. Because if this happens again, I am definitely going to make her come.
****
Next morning, Aubrey is completely professional and doesn’t mention the previous day's rendezvous at all. She is too busy scanning documents, replying to emails, and answering phone calls. Basically, she’s doing her job and being a great secretary. But I find myself getting so hard whenever she talks to me or I glance her way. I find myself wanting five o’clock to come faster.
The day seems to lag but, eventually, five o’clock arrives and I see her shut down the computer and put on her jacket. She’s wearing a black, simple yet elegant dress with a pair of heels that are taunting me to no end. I keep imagining her heels on my shoulders as I fuck her deep and hard, our gazes locked in an intense, sultry stare…
“Can you take me home again, sir?” she asks when we're out of the office.
“Of course,” I quickly reply.
I swear I see her smile as she follows me to my car. She waits until we are a few blocks away from work to place her hand on my thigh.
“Can I suck you off in the back, sir?” she asks as her hand inches upward, closer and closer to my crotch. “I want to gag on your cock.”
As tempting as that sounds, I still want to make her come, so I say, “As long as I make you come, I’ll agree to that. What’s your favorite way to come, Aubrey? With a man’s hand? Or his tongue?”
She blushes as she looks over at me. “I like it when a guy fucks me with his finger. I come so hard.”
“Then let’s park somewhere. I love doing this in the car. It feels kind of... ”
“Risky? That’s why I love it. I know of another dead end that’s a lot more discreet. Do you want to go there?”
“Sure.”
She directs me to the secluded spot. She wasn’t kidding when she said it’s more discreet. While it doesn’t look shady, a place that would attract unwanted attention and trouble, it has ample privacy. She brings her hand over to my red and black striped tie and gently pulls on it as she glances toward the backseat.
“You ready for my mouth, boss?”
I love when she calls me boss and sir. I can tell that she loves to follow authority, to please and be subservient. Yet I sense that her personality is strong willed and independent. This contrast is extremely attractive, and makes her that much more mysterious.
“Yes. Let’s get in the back, now.”
She is silent as she joins me back there, her eyes avidly staring at the growing erection underneath my black slacks. I’ve never met someone as horny as her. It’s definitely fucking hot to see pure lust on her pretty face.
“How does my boss like his cock sucked?” she asks, leaning into me and fondling me through my pants. “Nice and hard? Soft and slow?”
“Start off slow and then just ravage me with your mouth,” I whisper.
She chuckles. “Do you like it messy and with my drool all over your cock?”
“Mm. Yes.”
She is so dirty and I love it. She is about to settle herself between my legs as I get comfortable on the seat but then I stop her with my hand. “Remember what I said, though, baby. I want to make you feel good, too.”
“Hm.” She hums as she ponders the amount of limited space we have. “This is not the best spot for what we have in mind then. What do you say, boss?”
I smirk. “I have a better idea.”
****
I was expecting Aubrey to disregard my sudden idea of going to my apartment, but she was quick to agree. I love how turned on she is and how she immediately goes over to my brown leather couch to stretch out her sexy body with the most sultry gaze ever. She pulls up her dress to reveal her pussy and my cock twitches at the realization that she was walking around all day without wearing panties. Seeing her neatly trimmed, succulent pussy is enough to make me want to bury my mouth into her mound and lap away at her sweet juices.
“Please fuck my throat, sir,” she whispers urgently as she hangs her head over the edge. “Be as rough as you want with me. I will enjoy every second of it.”
I feel as if I’m about to burst through my pants. So, after I unbuckle my belt and pull down my slacks, I walk to her and gently slide my engorged cock across her face. She closes her eyes and shudders, gliding her hand down her delicious body. Her lips caress my shaft and I groan at the feel of her velvety, pink lips touching my sensitive cock. I watch her hand reach her pussy and she spreads her legs further, giving me a nice view of her delectable cunt.
“I want to lick that pussy so bad,” I whisper as she flickers her tongue against the base of my cock, getting closer and closer to my sensitive balls. “Would you let me taste you, sweet girl?”
She nods and wraps her right hand around the base of my throbbing member and guides it into her inviting mouth. I hiss as the head of my cock slips over her warm, luscious tongue, her saliva smothering me and her moan of pure ecstasy making my balls ache. I bend, leaning over her, gasping as she swallows more of my rigid length.
I cautiously thrust into her mouth, slipping further into her throat. I pause, making sure that I’m not hurting her, until she wraps her hands around my hips and pulls me further into her throat. A curse escapes my lips as my thick, hard cock nestles perfectly in her throat. It feels so fucking good to have her deepthroat me, especially since I’ve never had a girl take me all of the way. I struggle to keep my composure but I pull out of her and she gently suckles my balls. I finally reach her sumptuous cunt and breathe in her intoxicating, sweet aroma.
“You smell so delicious,” I say and plant a soft, gentle kiss on her slick pussy lips. “I'm going to make you come so hard with my mouth.”
She moans as she wraps her right hand around my slick shaft. “Keep fucking my throat, baby. If I need a second, I’ll squeeze your leg, okay? You won’t be hurting me. It feels good.”
I love that she's so dirty and enthusiastic. She is just too fucking sexy and erotic for me. I feel like I’m going to lose it any second because she is too good. With my cock back in her mouth, I gently flicker my tongue into her soaked pussy. Her taste is so delicious and it actually makes my cock throb.
Gently licking her sweet core, I feel her body tense and shudder underneath me and I quicken the pace of my tonguing in response to my hardness slipping further down her throat. I growl as I slowly grind against her, loving the slurping and gagging noises coming from her. I bury my tongue into her slick cunt and use my lips to suck her sensitive core to drive her as wild as I am.
“Feels so fucking good,” I whisper, looking down at my cock going in and out of her mouth.