Alison is a very good girl

To my delight Miss Miller lifts her arms sweetly and allows me to pull the silky white blouse and her lacy bra off without even a murmur of protest. She nervously covers herself, but I know that it won't be long before it's my hands not hers that will be holding those perfect hemispheres.

“Please Sir, will you be gentle?” Alison is playing the innocent secretary perfectly and I decide to make this the magical moment that her loser boyfriend robbed her of.

“I'll be careful, but it might hurt a little before it gets better.” This is apparently the perfect answer because Alison stretches out like a cat in front of a fire lowering her hands nervously as she lays back on the bed. The pencil skirt bunched around her thighs soon follows her top and she is completely naked except the dark stockings that look so good on her long legs.

“I know, Sir. I've never been with a man, but I know what to expect.” For all my innocent secretary's bravado neither she nor Alison who is doing her best to play the part is prepared for when I slide down between her knees and start slowly kissing the soft skin on the inside of her thighs.

“W-wha -” she stammers out in confusion, “Mr. Patterson, you shouldn't ... you can't ... Sir ... Oh my ...” I haven't even started in earnest working on the petals that are slowly opening. Her pussy is more than ready for me; all the games we played during dinner clearly has had their desired effect and this oral treatment probably wasn't even needed, but God she tastes good.

I take my time working my way up between the labia until I finally reached my elusive target. A younger man trying to satisfy this beautiful young woman might have gone straight for the prize, but with all my years come more than a little experience in licking pussy. To be fair most of that experience was between Fran's legs, but luckily the tricks I learned with my wife seem to have similar effect on this beautiful young woman.

“Oh, please -” she gasps as her fingers dig into my short hair and try to pull me closer. “Please Sir, I need this now ... please ... NOW!” If I had any doubt in my ability, the way her sex lifts and grinds against my face as she cries out in uninhibited passion confirms that, with Alison at least, I have not lost my touch.

Before she can even recover, I have climbed back on top of her and capture her lips with mine. The kiss is long and hard and I by the time I finally lift my mouth from hers I have made it clear to her that I intend to take what I want and that there is nothing she can do to stop me. My cock is nudging at the entrance to her dripping passage and as I press forward she spreads her legs a little more, rocking her pelvis in a way that demonstrates that she has more experience with what is to come than the innocent virgin she is pretending to be.

“Yes, please Sir!” After that passionate kiss, Alison is more than ready to put herself in the place of the innocent secretary who is succumbing to the experience and desires of her older boss. Her hips are bucking under me so urgently that I have to reach my hand down to position myself just inside her tight sex.

“Are you ready?” I rock back and forth carefully letting my virgin secretary get used to the idea of having a man inside her for the first time. The question is really more rhetorical than anything else because I've never seen a woman more ready to be fucked, but all the same I want to hear her ask for my cock before I press any deeper. Alison's wide eyes lock with mine and she gives me the tiniest of nods.

That is all I need and with a hard push I plunge deep into her, impaling her on my shaft in one brutal thrust.

“Aaiighh!” I know her cry of pain is faked, but it still adds to the illusion of the moment and I freeze to let her adjust to the sudden intrusion. “You're so big.” Alison gasps into my ear, “so fucking big as you stretch open that Harlequin heroine's tight, untouched vagina.” Her words excite me and I push in even deeper. “Ow, it hurts ... it hurts so good.” Another hard kiss silences her moans and as my cock stabs into her from below my tongue explores from above.

When the kiss finally ends Alison's long stocking clad legs wrap around me and pull me in deeper. “Don't stop now, Mr. P.” She deftly bites the lobe of my ear before she lets me know what she wants. “Take her! Take her hard, Mr. P.” My ear is still stinging from her teeth but Alison doesn't seem to care. “Fuck that virgin's sweet pussy hard until she's begging for your cock.”