Make love

The cab pulled up to a dingy low-rise apartment building, and Stacey led me as I stumbled upstairs behind her. She had a small studio, lovingly but modestly decorated. "Sorry I don't have anywhere else to sit," she murmured, pushing me on the bed and kissing me deeply again. "Let me go freshen up." She walked into her bathroom, and I heard rustling sounds.

Even drunk as I was, I sat there wondering what I was doing. I knew I shouldn't be here, but at the same time, felt like there was nothing I could do about it. And I knew I was getting accustomed to fucking Stacey; just the thought of her these days was enough to get some blood flowing in my nether regions. She was no longer just my secretary to me, and at some level, I knew I didn't entirely want to give this up, even as other parts of me knew I should. I guess those darker, deeper parts _were_ actually thankful that she was blackmailing me into this.

She stepped out of the bathroom, wearing dark purple lingerie. Fuck me, even just the sight of those round boobs was enough to get me to full mast now. She smiled, seeing her effect on me.

"I think you're a little overdressed," she murmured, and kissed me, her chubby fingers beginning to take off my shirt, then pants. She kissed her thick lips down my body, arriving at my boxers and slowly pulled them off, kissing further and further down before lovingly enveloping my cock in her mouth.

Her mouth was too good to be true. I lovingly cradled her head in my hands as she sucked me; she freed her massive tits from the purple teddy and popped her head off of my cock.

"Does Jane ever lick your balls?" she asked, looking up at me rapturously and jacking me off with her spit and a spare hand.

"Er... No," I had to admit. As soon as the words left my mouth her mouth was around my balls, sucking, kissing and licking gently, painted fingernails still daintily wrapped around my dick. After a few moments she ran her tongue up my shaft, and resumed sucking. I ran my fingers through her hair and moaned; she was so good. I never wanted this feeling to stop.

"Oh, fuck me baby," I groaned, not even minding the **** nickname in the heat of things. "Fuck me, you're so good."

She sucked for a moment more, then took her lips off my cock and batted her eyelashes.

"Well, baby," she said, "Since you asked so nicely..." She took the teddy off and lay down on the bed, spreading her legs. "Why don't you show me how you feel about me? How grateful you are that I helped you to this point..." She pulled off her panties. "How about you show me with that big dick how much you've always wanted me, how much you still want me, how much you want to keep fucking your hot, fat, caring secretary every day?"