Masturbates a lot then fucks her boss

Barbara lost track of time lying back on her desk with her skirt around her waist, her hand soaked in her own juices when the door opened. This time it wasn't Taylor, the hot young receptionist who made Barbara question her own sexuality. No, it was Mr Wilkins, the CEO himself standing in her room, the door swinging shut behind him. He looked aghast. His mouth hung open, unable to comprehend the tableau in front of him. This was not how things were done here.

Barbara glanced at him briefly and resumed banging her three fingers of her right hand into her pussy hard and fast, **** to assuage the ferocious itch. She figured, "Well if I didn't manage to get myself fired in the boardroom, I've sure gone and done it now.", and with that thought, she realized she had nothing left to lose and called to her boss, "Don't just stand there all day you old bastard! Get your cock out and fuck me now!"

For a short while, she thought he was beyond all appealing to, but she was growing more and more certain that what she needed was cock. Thankfully, he carefully pulled down the zipper on his pinstriped pants and pulled out a flaccid penis and began to tug at it timidly.

"Hurry up, bring it over here!" demanded Barbara. Mr Wilkins trotted comically over to her desk and went to position his soft cock where it was going to be absolutely useless. "Hang on!" shouted Barbara, sitting up still vigorously masturbating herself, then dropped to her knees and sucked his penis wholly into her mouth. It didn't take too long for her to bring it to life and satisfied she was going to be able to make use of it, Barbara grabbed Mr. Wilkins and wrestled him to the floor then mounted him grinding her pubis down on his now happily erect cock with her ass to him in a reverse cowgirl position. She was not about to let him take the lead here. With a determination, she thrust hard on top of him her backside bouncing off his stomach over and over again.

Barbara was pleased to discover that Mr. Wilkins didn't have a hair-trigger and that they continued uninterrupted to fuck for at least 15 minutes giving her blessed relief from that fucking itch. She could have kissed him for that alone, (well except, he was Mr Wilkins!)

When eventually he came inside her pussy, Barbara breathed a sigh of relief. The itch was gone... for now. She got to her feet and taking pity on the overwhelmed executive on the floor, reached down and took his hand and helped him to his feet.

As she bent down to pull her panties up, she saw between her legs, that her office door was open. and she could see the whole admin department, upside down.