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I sat and listened, my strategy had worked better than I had thought it would. Andrew droned on about how he should fire me, but I knew he wouldn't, I had spotted the way he had been looking at my body.

I was tempted to point out how I had just saved the company from total embaressment and how that was part of my job, but I thought better of it, this time just shutting up and listening was best. Indeed just listening had worked out best, Andrew has fantasies I thought as the words came out of his mouth, I bet he does, I thought.

I stood and grabbed the files quickly returning to the ofice, I placed them on the desk "Coffee?" before Andrew could answer I had already made my way down the hall, this had the potential to be a long night and a good supply of coffee would be crucial.

I placed the pot on Andrew's desk and sat back in my chair, "What do you want me to do?"
 
I listened to Andrew as he droned on about how I sholdn't have been doing it on company time. The fact I had saved the company from a huge embaressment seemed to have escaped is attention.

Andrew was rolling on with his speech, obviously quite caught up with the moment as he rambled, letting slip he kept his fantasies outside the office. Judging from the way he undressed me with his eyes, I very much doubted he kept his fantasies out of the office.

I left to get the files, relieved he had taken my plea and seemed to be acting on it, I picked up the files and collecetd a pot of coffee. I placed the pot on the table at the side of andrew's desk and placed the files infront of Andrew, leaning forward, my cleavage clearly visible, "Do you realy think I couold do a better job?"
 
I did watch as she left, watching her firm soft cheeks as she walked away, remembering the last time that I had handled such delicacies, and kissed them. My cock seemed to remember too, and try as I might, I could not dismiss the ideas in my head, and then, Michelle totally stymied me, leaving me almost speechless

"Do you really think I could do a better job?"

She siad, leaning over my desk, her breasts almost falling out of her blouse, only held in place by her lacy bra.

"Well I err, umm, I was speaking figuratively I suppose. You are so err efficient, and you look lovely, and your err figure, voluptuos, sexy, you know,you know."

I was flustered now, and I shifted uncomfortably in my seat, with a raging hard on also, while I stared at her tits.

"Yes, I suppose you could Michelle, in the right circumstances, with the correct motivation, yes, you certainly could."

I was sweating a little now, and needed to calm down.

"Can you pour me a coffee please Michelle, my mouth is a little dry."
 
I couldn't believe how flustered I had made Andrew, with such a simple question, I began to wonder what else I could do to turn this to my advantage. I poured the coffee, placing it on the desk, before turning and shutting the office door, flicking the 'DO NOT DISTURB' sign round and pulling the blinds shut.

I turned to face Andrew, slolwy unbuttoning my blouse as I walked towards his desk "Do you have any fantasies you want to share?" i asked, knowing he was almost certainly going to be under my spell.
 
I wondered what she was doing at first, with the door, and then the blinds, but it soon became clear, as she unbuttoned her blouse, right there in front of me, walking towards me.

"Do you have any fantasies you want to share?"

I just stared at her, watching her tits bounce, as my cock grew instantly rigid. But this was wrong, it should not happen, it could not.

"Miss Sanders, please, get yourself in control, this is wro...oh shit... No, it has to stop, you cannot, not here......"

I was aquirming now, her body was gorgeous, and in truth I wanted to devour it. I had not had a woman in, well, years.

"OK Miss Sanders, OK. I love the movie Secreatary, but this has to stop, you cannot, someone might see.... Oh fuck, oh God, your tits are.... No,. NO, stop this now Michelle, stop it, now."

My hand was on my pants now, now trying to hide the erection, as I watched her, wanting her to stop, but also, wanting to see her tits, wanting to touch them, and to to kiss them.

"Please Michelle, PLEASE?!
 
"Don't go shy on me now Andrew... I've seen the way you look at me," I slipped my arms from the blouse, my clevage spilling over my bra, nipples almost visible over the top of the thin material.

Still advancing on Andrew and the desk, I unziped my skirt allowing it to drop to the floor, skillfully stepping out of it as i reached the desk. My black stockings now clearly on display for the man now quivering on his seat.

I lowered myself down on to the desk top, seductively sliding across until my body lined up with Andrew's. Placing one foot on each arm of his chair, baring my panty covered pussy I slowly pushed him backwards on the chair.

My eyes locked on his, watching his nervous state enjoying the feeling of complete control I now had.
 
]"Don't go shy on me now Andrew... I've seen the way you look at me,"

I flushed instantly at Michelle`s words, feeling the skin on my face burn as it reddened. And as much as I tried, I could not turn my gaze away, the act of watching her, it was hypnotic, holding me fast, almost trancelike. I could see the dark circles of her areolae, peeping over the edges her bra.

I started to speak to her,

"Michelle, you must stop this, you must, if you dont then I will have to fire.... oh Jesus Christ"

I stopped dead in my tracks, as her skirt fell to the floor, revealing the sexiest black stockings....She sat on the desk, and I watched her, I could not help it, as she pulled her panties aside, and before I knew it, I was staring at her wet, and very inviting pussy. I had not been this close to a pussy in so long, and I wanted it so much, but I could not, not me, no way.
Then I noticed that she was staring at me, our eyes locked, and with her feet she pushed my chair backwards. My cock by now was rigid, and I tried to cover it with my hand, while I also tried to compose myself.

"Miss Edmonds, this must stop, it has to, vefore we....I....oh God..."

I glanced at her pussy again, defeated now, I just knew it, as my cock twitched against my hand.

"What is it that you want from me Michelle?"
 
Andrew's face was a matter of feet from my bare puffy lips, my fingers slowly tracing along my moist slit. I could see the bulkge in his pantsgrowing larger as he tried to hide his obvious state of arousal.

Although I had often masturbated on my webcam for other people to watch, having my audience in front of me added to my arousal. My index finger continued to work along my lips, gently rubbing my throbbing clit making me breathe more heavily.

"Take your cock out," I wanted to see how big Andrew was, the bulge left little to the imagination, but I wanted to see for myself. I continued rubbing my slit, leaning back on the desk exposing myself even more to Andrew.
 
I could hardly move, I was trancelike now, watching, as her fingers played along her lips, and brushed her clit. all seven and a half nard inches of my cock were now straining for release, yet still I did not move.

This woman, this wanton witch, had cast a spell on me, I had never met anyone like her, so sexual, and so unashamed to show it too. Her pussy was beautiful, so beautiful, lovely wet pink lips, giving way to a glowing much darker pink interior, and then her clit, almost red now, and I knew, I just knew that it was throbbing, just like my dick was too.

"Take your cock out,"

She leaned back even further, showing me more, and her words shocked me to the core. No woman, ever in my life had said that, and my ex-wife, I had to beg, even to get her to hold my cock, and guide it in, but that was so rare.

I raised my gaze to her eyes, now hooded, and almost glazed over, she did not respond though, her gaze was on my bulge, almost as a command, to do as she ordered. I had no choice.

I changed my position slightly, to open up my pants, and, shuffling a little, I slid both my pants and my boxers down over my thighs. My hard cock immediately sprang free, bouncing almost against my belly. I used my hands to cover my groin, before whispering quietly.

"I hope this is all right Michelle, but, we should not, we cannot......"

The words trailed off, when I looked at her pussy again, it was soaked, and looked so ready to be used, but, would she, should I? I was so confused by now, that all I could do was to wait, and see what it was that Michelle wanted from me..
 
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I looked down, he was bigger than i had imagined, part of me wanted to leap onto his throbbing prick and feel him stretch my tight pussy. My eyes remained locked on his growing cock as my fingers continued to dance with my clit.

Andrew seemed nervous with a very submisive element, my own sex toy, it aroused me knowing my boss was under my spell. Usually my bosses liked to use me as their fuck toy, a way to show thier power, often sending me out with clients to seal the deal on a contract.

"I hope this is all right," Andrew spoke, almost whispering in fear.

I couldn't resist any longer, "No it's not alright," I snapped, parting my legs and thrusting mt wet pussy towards his face, "Lick it, and lick it good Andrew."
 
"No it's not alright,"

Michelle`s legs opened even further, and her wetness now had my full attention.

"Lick it, and lick it good Andrew."

I moved my hand, hesitantly, to touch her, there, and she was hot, and very very wet. Moving a little closer, after releasing my hold on my cock, I licked Michelle, licked at her pussy, her juices coating my tongue immediately.

It had been so long, many years since I had done this, tasted a woman properly, and kissed her deliciously wet and wanting cunt. I moved my hands, using my thumbs to open her up, before softly licking, and then vigorously sucking on her swollen clit.

Then I pulled back, and looked up into her face.

"W..w.w.was that OK Michelle, was it?"
 
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