“Such a work of art,” Glenn intoned. “I’m going to make you forget about your husband and the other boys. But first, be a good girl and take off my pants.”
Amanda was still strewn across the massive wooden desk when he pulled his fingers out of her to stand directly in front of her. Coolly, she undid her boss’ pants, and lowered them and his underwear until his erection hovered just a few inches from her face.
Now that his cock was free of its confines, Glenn had other ideas. “Take me into your mouth and make me wet before I make love to you.”
Amanda opened her mouth wide as Glenn seized the sides of her head and drove his erection down her throat. Glenn moaned aloud as soon as his penis made contact with her, momentarily not caring if anyone heard him. “You are a gift to all men, Mandy,” he breathed, using my wife’s pet name.
Amanda spent a good while coating his cock with a copious amount of saliva as he throatfucked her, so much that spit was dripping out of her mouth and onto the carpet below. Glenn grunted as he thrust into her mouth one final time, then pulled out, and moved behind Amanda again.
With her heels giving her additional height, Amanda’s pussy lined up perfectly with Glenn’s hard-on. He pressed his cockhead to her vaginal opening, holding it there for a moment, letting her feel him, teasing her and giving her an idea of what was to come. Then, after leaning down and kissing Amanda on the back of her shoulder, Glenn drew himself up tall and steered his manhood into my wife’s waiting orifice. He pinned her down by the back of the neck as she squirmed and clawed at the tabletop in the throes of passion.
“My darling…I’ve fantasized about this moment for so long… making love to you in my office…. fucking you on this very table…..ohhhh…..”
Glenn continued to pummel my wife’s pussy from behind. He let go of her neck and, instead, grabbed her at the elbows, lifting her body off the table into somewhat of a skier’s pose. She pulled against him as a counterforce to maintain her position as he continued to fuck her from behind.
“Oh god, that feels so good. Oh god…oh god!”
“Wait!” Amanda exclaimed before he could ejaculate inside of her. She spun from him and moved away from the table.
“What? Why? What happ—- did I hurt you?” Glenn was frustrated at being blue-balled, but his concern for my wife was genuine, and first and foremost.
“No, silly. Sit back in your chair. Hurry!”
Glenn appeared totally confused as she practically shoved him down into a sitting position. Amanda smiled slyly at him then bent down to kiss him on the lips.
“You’re not the only one who’s fantasized about getting kinky in your office,” she whispered in his ear.
Glenn was suddenly helpless. “Dear lord….” His voice was strangled as she sunk to the floor and crawled under his huge desk on her hands and knees. Amanda had plenty of room down there, and she wheeled him closer in his chair.
“Call your secretary and tell her to file my report,” she commanded sternly.
Glenn hesitated. He was acutely aware of how much trouble he could get into. But his lust for my wife always superseded better judgment, and his resolve completed dissipated when he peered down at Amanda, who was kneeling at his feet wearing nothing but high heels and an angelic smile. He frantically picked up his phone, which he had knocked to the floor, and pressed a button. “Hello, Brenda? Would you be so kind as to come to my office and pick up Amanda’s report? I need you to file it right away…yes, it’s important….very important….yes, right away…great, thank you.”
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