My sexy coworker enters

I was buried deep in her ass, when I heard the office door handle turn.Without missing a beat I shoved both of them down hard - the wife flat against the desk, her husband lower, hidden behind the heavy wood and the angle of the desk so neither of them could be seen from the doorway. I stayed standing, my cock still buried inside her, hips barely moving now in short, controlled grinds so the wet sounds stayed quiet. The door opened. Emily, one of my sexy coworkers stepped in - blonde bombshell, tight blouse, short skirt, sharp heels, the kind of confident walk she always had. She looked straight at me, bare-chested and clearly in the middle of something, but from her angle all she could see was me standing behind the desk. I kept my voice calm, one hand discreetly pressing the wife down so she stayed silent and still around my cock."Jacob’s not here..." I told her. "He’s out. He promoted me to the top this morning. New management..."She raised an eyebrow, a slow smile spreading across her lips as her eyes dragged over my chest and the way I was clearly occupied with something behind the desk."Is that right?" she said, stepping closer, voice already playful. "So you’re the new boss now? Explains why you look so… in charge." I gave the wife a slow, deep grind under the cover of the desk, feeling her flutter around me while I kept my expression steady."Something like that..." I answered. "You need something, or are you just here to congratulate me?..." She bit her lip, clearly flirting, leaning one hip against the side of the desk without coming far enough to see what was underneath. "Maybe both..." she said. "I always thought you’d look good at the top. Anything I can do to help the new boss settle in?"I smirked, still buried inside the boss’s wife, keeping her pinned and quiet while my coworker stood right there flirting with me.

I kept my hips moving in those short, controlled grinds, the head of my thick cock dragging slowly in and out of her stretched ass under the cover of the desk. Every tiny movement made her walls flutter and clench around me. I could feel her trying not to moan, her body trembling, the unused strapon still buried in her husband’s hole so that every grind forced her to rock into him too. The wet, quiet sounds of her ass taking me stayed muffled against the heavy wood.Emily’s eyes stayed locked on my bare chest, then drifted lower to where the edge of the desk hid everything important. She bit her lip again, that slow, knowing smile deepening."So the new boss is already hard at work..." she said, voice low and teasing. She shifted her weight, one hip pressing against the side of the desk, close enough that I could smell her perfume. "Looks like you’re… buried in something important...". I gave the wife another slow, deep grind, feeling her squeeze helplessly around me. My hand stayed firm on the small of her back, pinning her silent and still while her husband stayed frozen underneath, soft ass still stretched around the black strapon."Something like that..." I answered, keeping my voice calm and steady even as I felt the wife’s hole twitch around every thick inch. "Took over a couple of ongoing projects this morning. Figured I’d get hands-on right away. You know how it is—some things need a firm… approach...". Emily’s gaze flicked down again, lingering where my hips disappeared behind the desk. She leaned in a little further, the neckline of her tight blouse dipping just enough to show the soft curve of her cleavage."Mmm. I can see you’re already deep in it..." Her voice dropped another notch, playful and suggestive. "Is the workload… heavy? Or are you handling it just fine?"I smirked and rolled my hips in a longer, slower stroke, burying myself to the hilt in the wife’s ass. She shuddered hard under my hand, a tiny muffled whimper escaping before she could stop it. The movement pushed her strapon deeper into her husband at the same time; I felt the faint vibration of his helpless grunt through the desk."Heavy..." I said, eyes locked on Emily’s. "But I’m managing. Got a good rhythm going. Nice and deep. Steady pressure. The kind of work that keeps you… fully occupied..." Emily’s tongue flicked across her lower lip. She shifted again, the short skirt riding a fraction higher on her thighs as she leaned her hip more fully against the desk."Sounds intense..." she murmured. "I always figured you’d be good at taking charge. Filling the position properly. Making sure everything fits just right..." She tilted her head, eyes sparkling with open interest. "Anything I can do to help the new boss… settle in deeper?..." I ground into the wife again, slow and deliberate, feeling her ass clench tight around the base of my cock while her strapon worked her husband’s hole in the same rhythm. My free hand stayed casual on the edge of the desk, fingers drumming lightly as if I had all the time in the world."Appreciate the offer..." I said, voice low and even. "But I’ve got this particular project under control for now. Taking it nice and slow. Making sure every inch is… accounted for..." I gave another controlled thrust, burying myself deep enough that the wife’s body jerked slightly under the desk. "Though I might need someone to handle the next one when I’m finished here. Someone who can take direction. Someone who doesn’t mind getting a little messy..." Emily’s smile turned sharper, more hungry. She rested one hand on the desk, fingers spreading close to where my hips disappeared."I can take direction..." she said softly. "And I don’t mind messy. Especially if the new boss is as thorough as he looks right now..." Her eyes dropped again, lingering. "You’re already so deep in your work… must feel good having that kind of control. Filling every available space...". I kept the slow, relentless grind going, cock sliding wetly in and out of the wife’s stretched ass while she stayed pinned and silent, forced to fuck her husband with every movement I made. The desk creaked once under the quiet force of it."It does..." I answered, meeting Emily’s gaze without flinching. "Feels even better when everything lines up just right. When the fit is tight. When you can feel every reaction. I’m a hands-on kind of boss..." I gave one deeper grind for emphasis, feeling the wife’s hole flutter desperately around me. "But if you’re serious about helping… stick around. Once I’m done with this project, I might have something that needs a more… personal touch."Emily’s breath hitched just slightly. She didn’t move away. If anything she leaned closer, the heat of her body almost brushing the edge of the desk while the wife’s ass stayed wrapped tight around my cock underneath it."I’ll wait..." she said, voice husky now. "Take your time, boss. Looks like you’re right in the middle of something important. I’ll just… watch the new management at work." I kept my hips moving in those slow, controlled grinds, my thick cock sliding deep inside the boss’s wife’s ass under the desk while I held Emily’s gaze. She was still leaning against the edge, eyes bright with interest, completely unaware of the trembling woman whose hole was stretched tight around me."You’re looking at me like you’ve been waiting for this promotion longer than I have..." I said, voice low and amused. I gave the wife another deliberate thrust, feeling her clench hard around every inch. "What exactly are you hoping the new boss can do for you, Emily?..." She bit her lip, shifting her weight so her hip pressed closer to the desk. "Maybe I’m just curious what it feels like to be on the right side of management for once. You look like you know how to… fill a position properly." I smirked and rolled my hips again, burying myself to the hilt in the wife’s tight ass. The quiet wet sound of it stayed hidden beneath the wood. "I do. Thoroughly. Deep. I don’t leave anything half-done." My free hand stayed casual on the edge of the desk while the other kept the wife pinned and silent. "You think you can handle that kind of attention?" Emily’s smile turned sharper. "Try me." I reached out, curled my fingers around her waist, and pulled her in close. She came easily, body pressing against mine, the edge of the desk the only thing separating her from the woman whose ass was still gripping my cock. I tilted her chin up and claimed her mouth in a deep, sloppy kiss—tongue pushing past her lips, wet and insistent, tasting her while I ground slowly into the wife beneath us.Emily moaned into the kiss, the sound vibrating against my tongue as she melted into it. Her hands slid up my bare chest. I kissed her harder, messier, saliva already starting to slick between our mouths. My free hand dropped to her ass, squeezing one firm cheek through the short skirt, then hiking the fabric up so I could palm her through the thin panties.I broke the kiss just long enough to drag my tongue along her lower lip, then dove back in, wetter this time. My hand slipped under the waistband of her panties, fingers digging into soft bare skin, kneading and spreading her while I explored. Under the desk I kept the same slow, filthy rhythm, cock sliding in and out of the boss’s wife’s stretched hole in short, deep strokes that made her tremble and forced her strapon deeper into her husband.Emily’s breath hitched against my mouth when my fingers found the soaked heat between her thighs. I stroked along the wet crotch of her panties, feeling how slick she already was, then pushed the fabric aside and slid two fingers between her lips. She was dripping. I rubbed slow circles over her clit, then pushed deeper, sinking a finger into her tight, clenching pussy while I kept kissing her like I was trying to devour her.She moaned louder into my mouth, hips rocking against my hand. I added a second finger and curled them, stroking that soft spot inside her while my thumb worked her clit. All the while I fucked the wife under the desk in the same steady rhythm—long, deliberate thrusts that made her ass ripple around my cock.I pulled back just enough to speak against Emily’s lips, voice rough.

"Fuck… you’re soaked already." My fingers kept working her, slow and deep. "New boss gets you this wet just from a kiss and a little attention?"She answered by kissing me harder, tongue pushing into my mouth as she ground down on my hand. I rewarded her by thrusting my fingers deeper, scissoring them inside her tight heat while I buried myself to the hilt in the wife’s ass again. The dual sensation—Emily’s dripping cunt around my fingers, the boss’s wife’s stretched hole gripping my cock—made my pulse hammer.I kept exploring. My hand on her ass spread her cheeks wider, one finger teasing the tight rim of her asshole while the others stayed buried in her pussy. I kissed her deeper, messier, saliva dripping from the corner of her mouth as I fucked her with my fingers in the same relentless rhythm I was using on the woman hidden beneath the desk. I kept two fingers buried deep in Emily’s dripping pussy, curling them while my thumb worked her clit. She moaned into my mouth, hips rocking against my hand. Under the desk the boss’s wife stayed pinned and trembling, her tight ass still stretched around my thick cock as I ground into her in that same slow, relentless rhythm.I broke the kiss and looked down at her.

"These are in the way."My hand left her ass, grabbed the thin waistband of her panties, and yanked hard. The fabric tore with a sharp rip. I pulled the ruined scrap down her thighs and off one ankle, tossing it aside. Emily gasped as the cool air hit her soaked cunt, but she didn’t pull away.I grabbed a fistful of her hair and pushed her down. She dropped to her knees without resistance, short skirt hiked up around her waist, bare and dripping. From this angle the desk still hid everything—the boss’s wife with my cock buried in her ass, her husband still stretched around the black strapon.I took my cock—still shiny and slick—and slapped the heavy head against Emily’s cheek, smearing a thick trail across her skin.“Open.”She did. I fed the thick head between her lips and pushed straight to the back of her throat in one long stroke. Her eyes watered instantly. A wet, choked gagging sound filled the office as I held her there, feeling her throat flutter around every inch. Under the desk I rolled my hips, grinding deep into the wife’s ass at the same time.I started facefucking her—long, deep strokes that made filthy, wet retching sounds every time I bottomed out. Spit ran down her chin. I kept one hand locked in her hair, controlling the pace.After a dozen hard thrusts I pulled back just enough for the head to rest on her tongue, thick strings of spit connecting her lips to my cock."How’s it taste?" I asked, voice low and rough. I gave her a slow, shallow thrust so the head slid across her tongue again. "Be honest."Emily’s eyes flicked up to mine, glassy and watering. She tried to answer around the thick cock stretching her lips, the words coming out wet and muffled."It’s… nasty..." she managed when I eased back another inch. Her tongue flicked over the head, tasting the slick coating. "Really nasty… but I like it..." I smirked and pushed back into her throat, holding her there for a second before pulling out again so she could speak."Nasty, huh?" I gave another slow thrust, letting her feel the weight of it on her tongue. "You like sucking a cock that tastes like that? Like you’ve been waiting for something filthy all morning?"She moaned around me, the vibration traveling straight up my shaft. I rewarded her with another deep stroke, fucking her throat until more spit poured down her chin."Look at you..." I growled, hips snapping forward. "On your knees for the new boss already, choking and drooling like a good little office slut. You’re dripping all over the floor. You love having your throat used like this, don’t you?"I pulled back again, letting her gasp for air, thick strings of spit stretching between her lips and my glistening cock."Yes..." she panted, voice wrecked. "I love it… fuck, your cock tastes so nasty and heavy… keep using my mouth…"

"That’s what I thought." I shoved back into her throat and started facefucking her harder, every thrust making wet, gagging sounds fill the office. Under the desk I kept my fingers deep into the boss’s wife, forcing her to take them while my coworker choked and drooled, completely unaware.