An excellent idea

You stare at Meghan, who somehow manages to look both shy and wanton at the same time.

"Go and shut the door wench," you order and see her shudder before walking back to comply. As she walks back to you she's biting her lip, perhaps in trepidation, perhaps in anticipation. You gesture her to come around your side of the desk, pushing your chair back and standing up. She stands before you meekly, looking up at you, still biting your lip.

"Yes Mr. Chandler?" she murmurs. The sight of her, the whole situation has your libido on fire. You can't be bothered with preliminaries, but seize her, turning her and pushing her face down over your desk. You hold her down with one hand as you start to pull her skirt up.

"Oh Mr. Chandler what are you doing, Oh my, you mustn't," she squeals, struggling in a completely ineffective way. You pull her skirt up over her naked ass, then free your thickening cock. The aroma of her arousal fills your nostrils and rubbing your cock along her her slit confirms that she is already drenched, dripping with her lust.

"Oh help! Please don't take me, Sir, please! I'll be good, I will. I'll suck you instead, please sir don't put it in me," she continues to struggle, looking back at you, her face a mask of arousal, completely contrasting her pleas. Her ass rubs against you, urging you, and you plunge into her tight cunt, burying your throbbing meat to the hilt.

"You're doing it to me, Oh God you put it in me, O please don't sir, please don't make me do it," she pants as her hips rock, welcoming your cock. You thrust fiercely into her, filling her, your cock squeezed by the wet vice of her pussy.

"I'll fuck you whenever I want, wench," you groan, loving the sensation of pounding her helpless pussy. "You're my office slut, you belong to me."

"Help me, somebody! Please stop sir, please, oh god please take it out please sir, Please Sir, Please!" Her moaning pleas are loud now and once again you're grateful for your soundproof office. You're getting close and you deepen your strokes, as though you're trying to drive her through the desk.

"Oh God Sir, you're making me, you're making me do it, OH GOD YOU'RE MAKING ME DO IT!" she howls as her orgasm takes her. You keep thrusting, fucking her hard, savoring her every cry and every spasm of her impaled body. She rocks her hips, pushing back against you, urging your cock deeper.

It's more than you can stand. With a long groan you come, your cock spurting what seems like buckets of spunk into her, pulsing and throbbing with your release. You keep thrusting, emptying yourself in the tiny girl, filling her cunt with cream.

Finally you're done, and rest for a moment gasping for breath. She lies beneath you, her body shuddering. You realize that she is sobbing softly.