Five O'Clock

Promptly at five, there's a tap on your door frame and Meghan stands there, struggling for professionalism.

"Amanda is here Mr. Chandler." Amanda steps through the door, casting a brief glance of triumph at your secretary.

"Come in and shut the door. No, you too Meghan." The two of them share a look with each other before complying. Amanda looks at you with frank sexuality.

"You wanted to see me, Sir."

"Yes I did, Amanda," you answer standing up and walking towards her. She watches you approach, smiling with eager lust. You say nothing, but push her against the door, wrenching her skirt up and pressing between her opening thighs. She gasps in shocked pleasure as your fingers rub into her slit, opening her folds. She's already drenched, was obviously wet when she walked in the door. Her hands scrabble at your pants, trying to free your cock. You cup your hands under her ass and lift her, her stockinged legs wrapping around you.

"Oh Fuck Me! Fucking fuck me!" she cries, biting at your neck. Your throbbing cock is free now, pressing between her wet velvet folds. With a sudden thrust you drive it into her, slamming her against the door, filling her with hot eager meat.

"YESSSS! Oh! OH! Oh Fuck Yes! Fuck I'm Already Coming! Fuck Don't Fucking Stop! OH FUCK!" she wails her body writhing and shuddering, wrapped around you, hugging and clawing at you. Her cunt grips you, squeezing you, trying to milk you as you pound your aching cock into her. She keeps wailing and biting, convulsing as spasm after spasm takes her, her mouth gasping a torrent of urgent lust. Your balls are aching, but swollen with come, wanting to fill her cunt for the third time today, your cock impaling her, spearing into her hot cunt.

"Oh you fuck so good! You fuck me so good! You fuck, you fuck Oh God Keep Fucking Me! Keep Fucking Me, Fill my slutty cunt, make me your bitch, Oh Fuck Me, I'm Coming Again!" She's in a frenzy of lust as she writhes, her arms and legs wrapped around you, pulling you into her shuddering body. It's enough to send you over the edge, your cock spurting scalding come into her steaming cunt, almost painfully emptying yourself in the hot black haired slut's body.

Panting with your exertion you unwrap the gasping girl from you, pushing away from her. Disheveled, Amanda slides down the door to squat on the floor, come dribbling from her pussy, her face a mask of exhausted lust.

You look for Meghan and find her standing a few feet away, staring at the scene in dismayed confusion. She has one hand under her skirt fondling herself, biting her lower lip. She stares at you, at your cock dripping with Amanda's juices and your own come. Her breathing is heavy, anxious. You grab her wrist and pull her to you, pushing her to her knees, pressing your slick cock to her mouth.

"Clean me up, wench," you order, and without hesitation she takes your cock in her mouth, licking and sucking the juices off it. You look down at her utter submission and see the tears welling in her eyes.