Get your secretary to finish you off

“Don’t worry about it,” I assured her. “I’ll call in my secretary to finish me off.”

“Are you sure?” Janice asked. “I hate to be rude like this.”

“No, it’s perfectly all right,” I said. “Go ahead to your meeting.”

Janice thanked me for understanding and hurried away. After she’d left, I picked up the phone and called my secretary in. “Hi, Sara,” I greeted her when she entered.

Sara saw the issue right away, with me sitting there at my desk with my cock out of my pants, rock solid and still wet. She gave me a sympathetic smile and hurried over. “She had to run, huh? Need a blowjob to finish up?”

“Would you mind if I fucked you, instead?” I asked my secretary. “I’ve got my heart set on cumming in a pussy, after that ride she was giving me.”

“No, of course not,” Sara said, and bent over my desk, pulling her skirt up and her panties down. “Go right ahead, Mr. Sawyer.”

I was surprised to see that Sara’s cunt was already wet. “I didn’t take you away from anybody, did I?” I asked Sara, although I wasn’t worried enough about whomever I was putting out to hesitate before sliding my cock into her.

“Oh, no, sir,” she assured me. “I, um … well, I’m sorry sir. I know I should be working, and I should take care of it on my break time, but … I like to keep my vibrator in, under my desk, when I’m not too busy.”

“Oh, that’s fine, Sara,” I said, waving a hand and snorting. “I’m not a tyrant. I don’t care what it says in the employee handbook. As long as you’re not slacking off your work, you can keep a toy in. That’s fine.”

“Thank you … ungh … sir!” she said, panting as my thrusts got harder.

No doubt due to her own playing in advance, Sara actually came before I could, but it was the sensation of her orgasm tightening and spasming in the muscles of her vagina that drove me over the edge, and finally allowed me to unload my last spurt of cum into my secretary’s pussy.

After I’d finished, I let Sara go back to her desk while I settled down to get some work done. I had a hard time concentrating, however, because I was already looking forward to Friday night. I wondered: would Janice be wearing her new crotchless panties to dinner?