Chapter 4 by wicker

What's next?

Greg's Fringe Benefits

Greg knocked on Ms Tatum's door.

"Come in!"

Greg walked in to see his MILF boss bent over her desk wearing nothing but her bra and panties, and her panties were around her knees. "Thank god! I need your dick!"

Greg was stunned. He closed the door behind him, and his cock started to grow erect.

"Um, Ms Tatum?"

"Please, Greg, no chit chat, just fuck my hot wet slit."

"Are you sure?"

"Oh god, fuck me or you're fired!"

"Yes, ma'am."

A minute later, Greg's pants and boxers were down and he was fucking his boss as she bucked back against him. "Yes! Oh yes! I oooh god! I needed this!"

After Greg came and pulled out, Ms Tatum turned around and sucked his cock clean. "Thank you so much. Tomorrow's Saturday. What say you come over to my place and we can play home invasion anal ****?"

"Um....I...."

"I'll pay you a thousand dollars."

"OK then."

Greg zipped up and left. He leaned against the wall outside Ms Tatum's office. "What the fuck was all that about?" he said to himself in a whisper. He tried to wrap his mind around what had just happened as he headed back to his cubicle.