06-08-2016, 08:39 PM
Moass organized a kinky afterwork last thursday.
As always, I was not there... But it reminded me a little fantasy I discussed with E...
So, here is "The new sEcrEtary"
Preamble: the secretary thing is not very original. But IRL, I'm always surprised at how very powerful and intelligent leaders are completely lost without their assistant. I know for a fact that secretaries are a power behind the scenes you have to reckon. So "my" secretary will not be a submissive girl her boss can tell "bend over there".
And watch the movie "Secretary" (Steven Shainberg, 2002). 2 fucked up people, a touch of BDSM, how they make something good out of their employer/employee relationship.
I'm sat in front of my desk. I'm having a tense call. We missed a milestone, the nearshore team did not understand why they missed the obvious, the client does not really know how things should be done.
E, my new assistant, comes in. She's beautiful, as always. She's dressed classically: a white shirt, a not too little black dress, not too high heels. A touch of make up, her hair attached in some kind of bun. She's very professional... But her body and face haunt me at times.
I'm rubbing my temples, a little fed up at explaining things over and over again, at doing my client's job making his IT and his business define how they want things to be done, at prying for rules nobody really understand...
"Are you alright boss ?" It's our little game. I want her to call me Ian, she always give me some "boss".
"Things could be better E."
It's the first time the project is facing real odds.
"So, why have I the pleasure ?" I try to be the charming gentleman in his fine Kenzo suit, but I'm not very good at it right now.
"I asked team to make his time reports, both past and projections. You can actualize your forecasts."
Yeah, that one is needed now, she had well anticipated...
"E, thank you, that's..."
"Oh, and I want to blow you"
"WHAT ?"
She bites her lower lip...
"I want to blow you, boss"
What's happening ? Okay, we're teammates, we make some jokes at work, including dirty ones; we're men and women, we play a little the tease and be teased game; but THIS !
She comes near me, pulls off heels and casually sits on the desk, which reveals some loooong legs, wrapped in discreet stockings.
"Ian (WTF ! Why is she calling me Ian now !). You're a good boss. You're doing a great job at both keeping morale high and team focused. You drive the client. But you REALLY need to release some steam. (She smiles) At times it looks like you carry the world on your shoulders !"
"Err... Ok, you may be right. But, but... this ! Now ! And what makes you think I want that ? And this... this is not ethical !"
She laughs this time. A sultry, throaty laugh. She's sitting on the desk in front of me, cambered, looking taller than I am.
"Ian. I'm not blind. And do you think I am some young, impressionable intern ? I'm a grown up woman who knows what she likes. (She starts rubbing at my crotch with her foot). You're a leader, your ass is always finely packed in these fancy suits you wear. You've never tried to hit on me while you looooong for it because you're my boss, which is somewhat cute (she looks me in the eyes saying this, my dick hardening under her sole). But it's time I meet the real man, and blowing MY boss under his desk is MY fantasy..."
She gets off the desk and sit on me, putting her arms around my neck.
She approaches her face to me, "Ethically speaking that will be my contribution to our corporate values of fun and professionalism, because we need you at your best now...", and finishes whispering at my ear "Now I will unzip your pants and meet your dick".
She kneels under the desk.
She unbuckles belt and button, lower my pants to my ankles.
"My, my, my. Looks like I should have met that one sooner"
She starts fondling my dick through the tissue of the boxer, which makes a nice bulge, all the more she starts playing at it with her mouth...
"Now, now, now. That's a part of you I'm happy to see boss" she says smiling, her eyes in mine. She starts pulling my dick out of the boxer, rubbing her lips on my glans, kissing my shaft...
There is still something left of the professional girl I know: she's playing with my cock all good, alternating between teasing my glans with a finger, my balls with her tongue, putting just the head in her mouth, wolfing my whole meat... She makes eye contact at every change of pace, to be sure I'm enjoying this.
My dick is throbbing in her hot, wet mouth. If I was a little tense at the beginning (what if sb comes in ?), now I'm just thinking at how good this feels, at the feeling in my balls...
The suction noises she makes fill my ears...
"Bosh ?"
"Mmmmh ?" (gasp, I was so near !)
She smiles again. She stops sucking my mouth, letting it out of her lips ever so slowly.
"I know you're near, and I want you to finish a special way"
She gets on her knees, and starts to unbutton her shirt.
Her every move discloses more and more flesh, inch by inch.
She's got a beautiful bosom. Her firm boobs are dressed in an elegant bra, just the right amount of lace and see through.
"You like what you see, don't you ?"
I can only nod, trying to contain my lust.
"I've met your dick. It's time you meet Tic and Tac".
Her bra falls off.
"That's my special one, boss."
She traps my dick between her boobs, and starts to move them, eyeing me. The feeling of her soft, hot flesh against my swollen dick is incredible.
From time to time, she uses her tongue to slurp at my glans. As I was already near my limit, this treatment makes the main vein of my shaft pulsing hard.
"Now you're going to cum good".
She stops the titjob and puts back my dick in her mouth noisily. Her head moves fast, making very wet sounds. Her hands are jerking my cock inconjunction.
I can't take it long. I feel a wave of pleasure crushing me, starting from my balls, making my dick twitch... My glans feels like it's 10 time bigger.
I cum hard in her mouth.
She swallows it all.
This ejaculation is like a frozen moment of hot lust.
"Boss ?"
"Uh ?"
"Boss, stop staring at me like this !" E says. "It's a little awkward"
"Oh, yeah, sorry. Not enough sleep these days. What did you say ?"
"That they blew it. The migration server. It is off. We've got a little situation here"
"Let's have a little crisis meeting then".
As I straighten up, I feel a little sticky down there. It's going to be another tense day at the office.
As always, I was not there... But it reminded me a little fantasy I discussed with E...
So, here is "The new sEcrEtary"
Preamble: the secretary thing is not very original. But IRL, I'm always surprised at how very powerful and intelligent leaders are completely lost without their assistant. I know for a fact that secretaries are a power behind the scenes you have to reckon. So "my" secretary will not be a submissive girl her boss can tell "bend over there".
And watch the movie "Secretary" (Steven Shainberg, 2002). 2 fucked up people, a touch of BDSM, how they make something good out of their employer/employee relationship.
I'm sat in front of my desk. I'm having a tense call. We missed a milestone, the nearshore team did not understand why they missed the obvious, the client does not really know how things should be done.
E, my new assistant, comes in. She's beautiful, as always. She's dressed classically: a white shirt, a not too little black dress, not too high heels. A touch of make up, her hair attached in some kind of bun. She's very professional... But her body and face haunt me at times.
I'm rubbing my temples, a little fed up at explaining things over and over again, at doing my client's job making his IT and his business define how they want things to be done, at prying for rules nobody really understand...
"Are you alright boss ?" It's our little game. I want her to call me Ian, she always give me some "boss".
"Things could be better E."
It's the first time the project is facing real odds.
"So, why have I the pleasure ?" I try to be the charming gentleman in his fine Kenzo suit, but I'm not very good at it right now.
"I asked team to make his time reports, both past and projections. You can actualize your forecasts."
Yeah, that one is needed now, she had well anticipated...
"E, thank you, that's..."
"Oh, and I want to blow you"
"WHAT ?"
She bites her lower lip...
"I want to blow you, boss"
What's happening ? Okay, we're teammates, we make some jokes at work, including dirty ones; we're men and women, we play a little the tease and be teased game; but THIS !
She comes near me, pulls off heels and casually sits on the desk, which reveals some loooong legs, wrapped in discreet stockings.
"Ian (WTF ! Why is she calling me Ian now !). You're a good boss. You're doing a great job at both keeping morale high and team focused. You drive the client. But you REALLY need to release some steam. (She smiles) At times it looks like you carry the world on your shoulders !"
"Err... Ok, you may be right. But, but... this ! Now ! And what makes you think I want that ? And this... this is not ethical !"
She laughs this time. A sultry, throaty laugh. She's sitting on the desk in front of me, cambered, looking taller than I am.
"Ian. I'm not blind. And do you think I am some young, impressionable intern ? I'm a grown up woman who knows what she likes. (She starts rubbing at my crotch with her foot). You're a leader, your ass is always finely packed in these fancy suits you wear. You've never tried to hit on me while you looooong for it because you're my boss, which is somewhat cute (she looks me in the eyes saying this, my dick hardening under her sole). But it's time I meet the real man, and blowing MY boss under his desk is MY fantasy..."
She gets off the desk and sit on me, putting her arms around my neck.
She approaches her face to me, "Ethically speaking that will be my contribution to our corporate values of fun and professionalism, because we need you at your best now...", and finishes whispering at my ear "Now I will unzip your pants and meet your dick".
She kneels under the desk.
She unbuckles belt and button, lower my pants to my ankles.
"My, my, my. Looks like I should have met that one sooner"
She starts fondling my dick through the tissue of the boxer, which makes a nice bulge, all the more she starts playing at it with her mouth...
"Now, now, now. That's a part of you I'm happy to see boss" she says smiling, her eyes in mine. She starts pulling my dick out of the boxer, rubbing her lips on my glans, kissing my shaft...
There is still something left of the professional girl I know: she's playing with my cock all good, alternating between teasing my glans with a finger, my balls with her tongue, putting just the head in her mouth, wolfing my whole meat... She makes eye contact at every change of pace, to be sure I'm enjoying this.
My dick is throbbing in her hot, wet mouth. If I was a little tense at the beginning (what if sb comes in ?), now I'm just thinking at how good this feels, at the feeling in my balls...
The suction noises she makes fill my ears...
"Bosh ?"
"Mmmmh ?" (gasp, I was so near !)
She smiles again. She stops sucking my mouth, letting it out of her lips ever so slowly.
"I know you're near, and I want you to finish a special way"
She gets on her knees, and starts to unbutton her shirt.
Her every move discloses more and more flesh, inch by inch.
She's got a beautiful bosom. Her firm boobs are dressed in an elegant bra, just the right amount of lace and see through.
"You like what you see, don't you ?"
I can only nod, trying to contain my lust.
"I've met your dick. It's time you meet Tic and Tac".
Her bra falls off.
"That's my special one, boss."
She traps my dick between her boobs, and starts to move them, eyeing me. The feeling of her soft, hot flesh against my swollen dick is incredible.
From time to time, she uses her tongue to slurp at my glans. As I was already near my limit, this treatment makes the main vein of my shaft pulsing hard.
"Now you're going to cum good".
She stops the titjob and puts back my dick in her mouth noisily. Her head moves fast, making very wet sounds. Her hands are jerking my cock inconjunction.
I can't take it long. I feel a wave of pleasure crushing me, starting from my balls, making my dick twitch... My glans feels like it's 10 time bigger.
I cum hard in her mouth.
She swallows it all.
This ejaculation is like a frozen moment of hot lust.
"Boss ?"
"Uh ?"
"Boss, stop staring at me like this !" E says. "It's a little awkward"
"Oh, yeah, sorry. Not enough sleep these days. What did you say ?"
"That they blew it. The migration server. It is off. We've got a little situation here"
"Let's have a little crisis meeting then".
As I straighten up, I feel a little sticky down there. It's going to be another tense day at the office.
Making a girl smile can be much more rewarding than bedding her...