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“On your knees, sweetie. Help me release this energy.”

Sexual excitement ran through her entire body at lightning speed. In this time and place, she couldn’t have said no if she wanted to. Every part of her body and heart wanted to please and help her boss. Actually, this man was starting to feel like much, much more than that.

Morgan wasted no more time. She walked around his desk as he turned his chair to the side. Mr. Slade undid his dress pants but didn’t pull them down very far. He opened them just enough to free his erection.

Her mouth and pussy watered further as she watched it bob up and down. Mr. Slade took his cock in his own hand and stroked it a few slow times. Morgan’s next breath caught in her chest as she watched his eyes flash even brighter.

She went straight to her knees in front of him. He released his cock, but she took hold of it right away. A low groan sounded in the back of his throat as she stroked him a few times. She could almost see the waves of stress falling off his shoulders as she touched him.

A strong sense of pride and something very close to love surged up inside her then. Morgan pulled on his cock one more time before bending forward. She opened her mouth wide and placed it around the head of his dick. She sucked him in farther while rolling her tongue over the head of his cock.

A louder moan came from him as she sped up her movements. Morgan moved her head up and down his shaft while her hand helped. A few more masculine moans came from Mr. Slade as she sucked harder.

He moved one hand down and slipped it into the top of her shirt. This time she was the one who moaned when he massaged and squeezed her breast. A soft whimper ran over his cock as he squeezed a bit harder.

“Fuck.” He spoke through clenched teeth. “This feels so fucking good, Morgan.”

His words only made her want to work harder for him. She sped up even faster with her mouth and hand working in tandem. A much louder moan flew from deep in his chest and she sensed he was already near his end.

She slowly pulled her mouth off his cock but not far. As her hand slowed just a bit, she took her time to flick her tongue over and around the head of his dick. Mr. Slade inhaled roughly and his thighs tensed. Morgan held back her smile as she licked his cock a few more times before returning to sucking his hard cock in and out of her mouth. His voice soon boomed overhead.

“Enough. Hands.”

Her mouth slowed. Morgan was confused by what he meant. Mr. Slade’s hand left her breast and grabbed her shoulder. He gently but forcefully pushed her back from him. Her warm mouth slid off his cock and she let go of him.

He quickly grabbed himself and started stroking harshly. His voice was strained as he spoke.

“Hands out.”

Morgan was still confused but she cupped her hands up next to his cock. It was just in time because he then started to come.

“Ah!” He called out as white, hot cum spurted from his dick, right into her hands.

She sat there, as still as possible as he unloaded the rest of his cream into her cupped hands. In a funny way, it felt like he was gifting her with part of his manhood. A small smile tried to break free on her face again.

When he finished, he was breathing harshly and Morgan saw sweat beading up on his forehead. A very slow and crooked grin lifted one side of his lips as he looked down on her.

“Thank you, Morgan. That was just what I needed.”

Morgan smiled up at him with a bit of wonder in her eyes. She then glanced down at his warm cum in her hands. A girlish giddiness was growing inside her. She looked back up and saw the calming pride and relief on her boss’s perfect face.

You are welcome, Mr. Slade.

Chapter Thirteen

Morgan was back in her closet-sized office after washing up. She had desperately wanted more from Mr. Slade, but when she came out of his bathroom, he was already on another conference call. Her clit was still throbbing and she couldn’t wait to get home to her vibrator, unless her boss showed her some mercy and called her back into his office.

It seemed it wasn’t meant to be, however. At three-thirty, Mr. Slade sent her an email that said he had urgent business to handle downtown and he had to leave in a hurry. He ended the message with, “See you tomorrow, Morgan.”

A small amount of sadness ran through her at the fact that he was leaving early and not coming back today, but the way he had personalized his message had her walking on cloud nine. She smiled to herself as she read his message over and over, especially the last line. She hadn’t seen him in a while, so she wondered if he had sent the email from his phone, possibly already out of the office.

Morgan tried to stay present to finish out her workday. She, however, snuck out twenty minutes early at the end of the day.B.O.B., we have a date.She giggled on her way out to her car.

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Tuesday morning, Morgan felt great. She had thought of nothing else but Mr. Slade the entire night before. When she got to work, she was practically hopping into the building. As she got off the elevator, she gave Marcie a big toothy smile.

The woman looked up from her desk but didn’t return the smile. Morgan wondered how much Marcie knew about her and Mr. Slade. Had she ever been with him? Morgan walked past her desk but then stopped herself. There was a strange nagging feeling that forced her to turn back.

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