Samantha is panting with fear and a little excitement "I don't know if I want that" She says but doesn't stop you from feeling up her ass through her skirt.

You pull her up from leaning over your desk so she is pressed against you. Your hands move to cup her tiny breasts through her shirt as you lightly kiss her neck.

She gasps "Mr Madison ! .. Oh!... oh god" her hands move up to lightly grip yours.

"Cmon Mrs Palmer ..... Samantha, you already come into my office of your own choice to suck my cock and swallow my cum... I'm not making you do that. The way you lovingly blow me like it's one of your favorite things hasn't escaped my notice. I bet you anything that you rarely suck your husband's cock" you say softly as your hands untuck her shirt and slip underneath to play with her bra-clad tiny A-cup tits.

Samantha starts to moan softly as your hands and lips work over her skin "I'm not a whore" she says quietly.

"I never said you were, but don't you want to cum as well?" you whisper into her ear. "Why can't we have some fun, take some pressure off your pretty mouth and let me pleasure you at the same time. "