Sarah walks in

Before Megan could reply, Sarah walked into the bathroom.

"Lang, about that report you owe me?" She asked curtly. Your cheeks flush with heat and you can feel your temper rising. Megan picks up on this and pulls away from you, rinsing her mouth out.

"I'll let you guys talk business," she mutters, leaving the bathroom quickly in embarrassment.

So not only is Sarah being a complete cunt but now she's driven Megan away when you were so close to watching her angelic lips trace the curvature of your cock? That fucking does it... you stride quickly up to Sarah and watch a sudden flash of uncertainty cross her face.

Gripping the back of her shoulder-length hair, you lead her to a bathroom stall and shove her face into the toilet bowl. Despite her tough big-bitch attitude, she's skinny and fails to put up much of a fight. She sputters helplessly into the water as her hands flail and beat at the side of the bowl. You spank her ass sharply and feel her flesh jiggle against your firm palm.

"Here's something I've owed you for a long time now Sarah," you growl, ripping off her skirt and revealing her pink panties. The fact that a very noticeable and growing damp spot lay smack over her cunt doesn't elude you. You pull her hair, lifting her face up over the bowl as she gasps for breath. Her hands hold the sides of the bowl firmly in an attempt to resist her next dunking, but they waver and tremble as you roughly finger the wet spot on her panties, pressing down into her pussy beneath.

"Lang! I'll have you written up for **** if you don't let me go this instant!" She screams at you in a falsely confident tone.

"Free use, bitch. It's not **** if I give you a good fucking like the whore you are," you unzip your fly and pull out your now rock-hard manhood. Pulling her panties aside to expose her **** wetness, you impale Sarah with your powerful cock in one swift motion, her dripping cunt lubricating you and giving you clean entry.

Sarah screams in pleasure, or in pain, but you don't really care. Dunking her face into the water over and over again, you forcefully fuck her into submission, feeling her writhe and convulse on your cock. Is she resisting, or cumming all over you? The door bangs open as the violent commotion brings the two employees sitting closest to the bathroom, April and Charlette into it.

"What have we here?" Charlette's voice croons behind you as Sarah continues screaming for help, so you dunk her face into the water again. The sense of power you feel is intoxicating.

"Oh, hey Charlette. Just giving her what I owe. You can get some too later if you have something you wanna say about this." You don't bother turning around to look at her. Charlette laughs and tells you she's good for now but a quiet voice behind her says "That sounds quite sexy."

It's April, the new head of sales from Japan. Her, you do turn around for. It was worth it too because April was always strutting around the office in high-heeled pumps and tight, brightly colored dresses - no doubt they help boost sales numbers in the area. Her submissive mewlings from the welcome pounding you gave her on her first day in the branch had triggered something primal in you and turned your sexing into a frenzied mating, resulting in many violent orgasms. By the end of that first day she had to be carried semi-****, dripping and drooling from both sets of lips, to her car and ferried back to the hotel.

You continue stroking your cock in and out of Sarah's incredible pussy while April kneels behind you and pulls your pants down. Her hands spread your ass apart and she puts her face to your taint and asks

"May I? Please?"