“No cleaning tonight, thank you,” he says as politely as he can.
“Okay,” the cleaning man says and closes the door again.
I am still sucking on his cock. I laugh a muffled laugh.
“So not funny,” Bill mutters.
I keep sucking on his big organ. He starts to stroke my hair. I rub the shaft of his penis while I suck the end of it. I start moving up and down on it, taking it deep into my mouth, almost to my throat, then sliding it out again. He is groaning rhythmically. My pussy is getting so wet from this. I feel dizzy I am so turned on.
I keep sucking and bobbing my head up and down, taking as much of him as I can into my mouth. I want him to cum in my mouth. I can’t wait to taste him. He is groaning and panting and gripping my hair in one hand now. He shoves my head down farther with each bob. Now his dick is going into my throat. It’s so fucking sexy, but it’s hard not to gag. I try to relax my throat to let him slide deep into me. I’m breathing hard now, fucking him as hard as I can with my mouth. Suddenly he shoots cum into my throat with a deep groan. It shoots out so fast I choke on it a bit. That turns him on and he shoots another load into me. I gag a little that time, but I swallow it all down. I suck it off his dick. Then I let his dick fall out of my mouth and I rest my head on his thigh.
“Oh, God…” Bill says. “Did I hurt you?”
“No,” I say with a smile. “Maybe you should close the blinds.”
“You have a good point,” he says. He’s still a little breathless. He puts himself back into his pants and zips up. Then he gets up and closes the blinds to the hallway. He doesn’t have any outside windows. Just shelves and a closet behind his desk. I hear him lock his office door as well. I climb out from under his desk. I stare at him across the desk with lust. He is looking at me the same way.
“Take your panties off,” he says gruffly.
“Just my panties?” I ask.
“Shh… We have to be discreet, remember?”
I reach up under my skirt and pull my panties down. I step out of them. I’m wearing sandals on my feet. I toss the panties aside and stare at him. His pants are poking out in front now. He’s erect again. He walks slowly around the desk and then he sits in his chair again. It’s a wooden chair with wheels on the bottom, but no arms.
“Straddle me,” he says. He unzips his pants again and pulls his dick out of his boxers. My heart speeds up. I walk over to him and climb onto his lap. I straddle him. He reaches down with his hand and guides his penis into me as I lower myself onto him. We both shiver.
“Oh, God…” I say. I’m always amazed by how good it feels to have his dick in me. His eyes flicker closed, and then open again.
He looks me straight in the eye and says, “Fuck me.” I groan. I have my knees on the chair on either side of him and I move myself up and down on his cock. We both moan.
“Oh, we have to be quiet,” he whispers with his eyes closed.
I move up and down on him, breathing hard.
“Undress me, Daddy,” I whisper. I want him to play with my tits.
He shakes his head.
“The door is locked,” I whisper as I pump up and down.
He thinks for a moment, and then he goes for it. He peels my little T-shirt off of me and groans when he sees my breasts in my white bra. He unclips the bra in the back and pulls it off me. Now my breasts are bouncing around freely while I fuck him. He groans as he stares at them.
“Play with my tits, Daddy,” I say as I bounce up and down on his dick. He groans again. He begins massaging my tits greedily as I fuck him. He moans as he plays with them and stares at them. I feel an orgasm start to rumble up in me. I pound his dick deeper and deeper into me as I bounce up and down on him. I am getting dizzy.
“Oh, God, yes…” I say as quietly as I can. He is breathing heavily, almost losing his mind. “Oh, God, yes, Daddy,” I say as I throw my head back. “Uggghhh!” I groan as quietly as I can as an orgasm surges up from my cunt and rips pleasure through me.
“Uhhhhh!” he moans as quietly as he can. His body shudders as he shoots cum up into me.
I am sweaty and out of breath as I stop pumping. I throw my arms around his neck and smile at him. He reaches up and takes the barrette out of my hair, letting my hair fall down freely. He is shaking as he stands up and lets me down on my feet. He reaches around me and starts quietly clearing his desk off. Paperweights, inbox, mugs, pens, papers, etc. He sets them neatly on the shelves behind him. My heart is pounding watching him do this. I know he is going to fuck me on the desk. I am so excited.
When the desk is clear he turns to me and quietly pulls down my brown stretchy mini skirt. He slides it down to the floor and I step out of it. I am wearing sandals with heels. He picks me up and lays me across the desk. He takes his shirt off as he stares at me and tosses it aside. I start to play with my tits. He moans. I am panting. He kicks his shoes and socks off, and slides his pants and boxers off. His penis is not quite erect yet.
Then he opens the desk drawers and starts looking for something. He finds it. He pulls out a banana. I open my eyes wide. He digs around more and finds a balloon that hasn’t been blown up yet. He puts it on the banana like a condom. I moan. He walks over to the end of the desk my crotch is at. My lets are hanging off it. He pushes my legs up and I hook my high heels on the top edge of the desk. I am panting as I stare at him.
He puts the banana in me. It is so hard. He shoves it in as far as it will go. I groan. This is so kinky. My eyes water. It is so hot. He starts fucking me with the banana then. Thrusting it in and out. I groan. It is such a strange feeling, but it hits my pleasure spots. I grab the sides of the desk with my hands as he fucks me. He is moaning and groaning, watching the banana disappear into me then come out again, slippery with cum.
We are trying to be quiet, but I feel like I’m going to die from ecstasy. He starts to fuck me harder with the banana. It feels so good. But I can tell it’s starting to break apart. I feel my orgasm building, but I’m not there yet. The banana has turned to mush inside the balloon now. Bill tosses it aside in frustration. I am panting and looking at him with desire.