Chloe at Work (Closed for officegirl20)

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Frank wasn’t going to be satisfied with merely a “feel:” he wanted a full orgasm from the poor assistant. Maybe it was just for his own amusement, or maybe he was trying to get her off to embarrass old man Feaherstonehaugh, or maybe he was hoping to get her fired so he could hire her as an assistant, but no matter the reason, he was dead set on getting her off.

“Do I have these papers in the right order, Miss,” he asked as he scrambled the documents and pushed them farther towards the middle of the table.

Chloe had to bend over to get a good enough look at the papers, and that was just what Frank wanted. As soon as she leaned all the way over, he rammed three fingers into her pussy, He placed his right hand firmly on hers to keep her bent over as the fingers of his left hand played around just inside her hole. He smiled as she twitched when he found her sweet spot, and then he went to work massaging it up and down, back and forth, and all around.

It was obvious he wasn’t going to stop until Chloe came; the only question was could she do it quietly and not draw attention to herself.

 

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Chloe gasped as the three fingers darted inside her but was able to cover her mouth to muffle it as she didnt draw any attention, her other hand on the table to steady herself. She knew that unless she wanted her boss to expose her pics she had to remain quiet. Moments later her face went flush as her hips very subtlety jerked in orgasm as she was cumming but no one knew.
Frank then withdrew his fingers and motioned Chloe to lower her head as if to show her something on the document. It was then he took two fingers and placed them in her mouth making Chloe essentially taste herself, as her own sweet juices made her lips glisten like she was wearing lip gloss. Chloe composed herself best she could hoping no one else at the table would get bold in this meeting.

 

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Frank pointed to his note paper; there was a message for Chloe. It read, “I gave you a good hand job; now it’s your turn.”

After she read it, he pointed down to his lap. There was his cock, standing tall and stiff. He took her hand and placed it on his swollen organ. “You know what to do, sweetheart,” he whispered.

Chloe had no choice but to return the favor, and, after all, it was a good orgasm, and with keeping quiet, unlike any she’d had before. She stayed bent over, pointing to different lines on the sheets with one hand while the other pumped away on Frank’s cock. It didn’t take long for him to cum, great globs of jism oozing out of his tip and running down Chloe’s hand.

“Nice work, Sweetie,” he wrote as Chloe finished him off.

Things were still quiet in the meeting room, so Chloe took advabtage of it to slip out to the washroom to straighten herself up and clean Frank’s semen from her hand. She was just drying up when the janitor came in to clean the room.

“Ah, Señora,” Carlos said lasciviously. “I smell sex. I think you’ve been a naughty girl.”

Chloe looked down at her groin with embarrassment, but Carlos only smiled, put the ‘closed for cleaning’ sign out, and locked the door.