I waited for a punch line but his serious expression did not diminish. Sex Suddenly the phone rang again. “How are you Miss Martin?”
“I’m fine thank you.” I glared clenching my teeth while trying to brush his hand away, but it was already traveling up my thigh. “Your wet.” I felt ashamed he had caught me wet. I looked forward expressionless feeling my body involuntarily push back on his hand dripping in my juices. His hot sweet cum flooded my mouth. He grabbed my hips and pulled me forward. “So about this position…” I began. please?” I pleaded out loud imploringly but I just sounded pathetic. “I pay you good, you fuck me good. “Bend over the desk”. Frank probed my asshole a bit with his finger. Several of the younger executives looked me up and down openly. I made sure to sway my hips in that sexy “I’m nobody’s bitch” attitude. Frank rubbed my butt a bit to cool the blush of my cheek. “I’m cold Gene.”
“Sir” He growled as he glared at my coat. My face turned bright red. I stood in such a venerable position with my ass hanging nude in the air waiting to be raped.
