She Comes Back in a Secretary's Outfit.

It's clearly something a Secretary left over from when he was fucking her. We have a few in our offices. All have been in to his office moaning at one point or another. I remember once, -Jeanine I think her name was- bringing a tray of coffee over to my desk, and for a second thinking it was for me. Only for him to come out, her to curl up and sit on my desk, flirting with him while he put his hand on my shoulder too hard and used me for jokes.

Then they left inside, him telling her to take the cup of coffee and hold it for him while he drinks. She giggled like it was a joke... but after his door shut- I'm pretty sure the last thing I hear was a spank and a sharp moan...

Before hours of moaning, lots of slapping sounds followed by moans for about half an hour at a time. They'd stop for a little while, only for more moans to start. There were a few spanks to make me jump, but if my coworkers noticed, nobody said anything. Then another half hour of wet slaps and feminine moans. When the day ended, half an hour after my shift ended (I was too scared to knock on his door and say I was done), I was about to knock, but heard fast slaps, lower moans and a few words.

"NNnnngggg BREED ME! NNGGG BIG- NIGGER COCK- NNNNNN- aaaAHH! AHH! YAH! YAH! YAH!"

The 'Yah' sounds are what did it. Something like a valley girl pornstar getting fucked hard and turning all feminine like that. Sounded like... like a bitch in heat. A woman being broken in. I felt weak, hearing the slaps get faster and louder, only for masculine low moans . "BREED ME, DADDY-! ffffFUCK!" I hear low groans and more slaps, slower, longer. I hear breathing, giggling.

And then, I think I heard-

"...that was the best fuck of my life..."

I quickly sat back at my desk, and hearing more kisses and moans, one more spank. Jeanine finally came out, her hair a mess, pulling her pencil skirt down. Her top buttons were undone, she hadn't taken time to open them before getting kicked out. The sweat clung to her cleavage. She reeked of sex.

She left literally hunched over waddling, but that wasn't even the worst of it. He, Tye came out after... and put the coffee mug on my desk.

He looked me in the eyes and smirked. It was spilled over the sides and half empty. He tapped it.

"Drink it."

I frowned at him. I gulped. "So, you- you been working hard or what." I tried some sort of comeback. He said nothing, only smiled. He frowned and leaned in, his chest big. "Drink the coffee, Timmy."

I took it. I drank it down.

I remember now, because Jeanine was wearing a classically slutty pencil skirt, a white silk blouse, and a pair of square glasses. I remember them, because my girlfriend's wearing them now.

The pencil skirt is too tight, showing off her ass. My girlfriend buttoned the blouse all the way up, but with a couple fingers my Boss flicks the top open, exposing her bra to him, and some overcupped cleavage under the open silk. She's in her garter and stockings too, the straps peeking out underneath. Her thighs are so thick, they peek out plush over the tops of them, but only a little. It's muscle, really.

"Bend over."

She sighs and I see her frown as she does what he says, turning with long legs and bending over facing the camera. Her brow frowns as she glances aside, her little pout bright as the glasses slip from her nose, she prods them back up.

"Tell me who's whore you are."

She breathes lightly, looking nervous. She bites her lip, shaking her head. "I don't wanna say that."

"Do you want your boy's job back?"

"He's not a boy he's a man-"

SPANK

The breath catches in her throat, the red in her cheeks. She pushes the glasses back up where they slipped.

"What was that?" He warns. She doesn't get it, her heel going up. "I said he's not a boy he's a MAN-"

SPANK SPANK SPANK SPANK SPANK

"What was that, Cindy?"

She looks down embarrassed. He says something low I don't catch, but then pulls her up with one hand around her middle, turning her around. Her ass faces the camera, the pencil skirt falls as she stands, but he pulls it up, exposing her red cheeks, perfect little circles in the middle of her ass cheeks. "Tell me again what your boyfriend is, girl."

"He's a- a MAN!"

SPANK SPANK SPANK SPANK SPANK SPANK SPANK SPANK

He's casual, going left to right, spanking not really trying to hurt her or put her in her place, just holding the skirt up and disciplining her. But even with that, his hands are big. They cover her ass and leave a mark that grows redder, her ass jiggles and she squeals with each one as he does. By the time he's done they're red, and she can't help but turn little turns on her heels, making her ass jiggle side to side.

"Tell me what your boyfriend is."

"He's- he's-"

"Do you want his job back?"

"YES!"

"Then TELL me what I wanna hear, Cindy."

"He's a-"

SPANK

She gives the most feminine squeal and her hands go to the coffee table, she falls and her heel kicks up, she stamps it. I see the apples of her ass as she jiggles and her feet turn inward like a bad girl. "He's a BOY! He's a BOY okay!"

"Do you mean it?"

"YES!"

"How big is his dick?"

"It's-!" She stops herself. He pulls her skirt up, but she squeaks and covers her ass with her hands.

He takes her hand and I see her turned.

"His- his dick is big! I swear!"

"How big?"

"It's- it's big it's the biggest ever!" She bites her lip and tears form. She breathe lightly... but she doesn't say stop. She doesn't tell him no, she doesn't walk away. She doesn't say 'Fuck this, I don't need this.' She wiggles her ass, but it's only because she's hurt. She's trying to do her best. For me. She bites her lip and her brow curves up nervously.

"Okay girl..." He groans. His hand rests on her ass, gently patting it a couple times. Then he gets up and turns, facing behind her, pulling his dick out and it flopping onto her ass. "Look in the window."

She looks at it, "What-" She gasps, looking down embarrassed covering her face with her hand. "Ohmygod. Fuck... what- nn..." She shakes her head, but she's just blushing.

"Look at the camera."

She looks away uncertainly.

"Does your boyfriend have a job? Or does he not have a job Cindy."

She pouts, and bites lip, eyeing the camera. She breathes lightly, and leans forward a little, her ass pushing up into his dick. "Just- do what you're gonna do..."

He leans down close to her ear, but she doesn't have to hear twice. She nods. "Sorry sir. He doesn't have a job, sir."

"Good girl. Now..."

He flips the skirt up, and slides his cock between her ass cheeks, up and down slowly. He does that a while, standing with ease.

"Look to the camera and tell me what your name is. Tell me what you here for. Tell me. Tell me what your boyfriend is. All of it. Tell me everything."

She looks up, glancing away, the glasses slip down. She pushes them up with a finger, sighs, bites lip, looks worried, and then looks into the camera. Into my eyes. Her blue eyes shine.

"My name is Cindy Ennisen. I'm here to- to get my boyfriend's job back. And-" She breathes deep. "To take your dick. My- my boyfriend is- is umm... he's not a man." She gulps, looking away. Even though she's not that smart, she's smart enough to know him filming it means it's going somewhere. She knows it might become porn, but she's still doing it.

"Good girl." He whispers something into her ear, and her eyes pop open, she doesn't like the sound of it. But she sighs and nods.

She grips her hands on the coffee table, her breasts pushing into it. She glances away, then stares, hair over her eye. "Yes sir. I'm interviewing for your secretary position sir. Please let me audition for you sir." She gulps and looks away. "I hope you enjoy it."

And with that, he pulls back with a satisfied growl. He prods into her ass, gently spreading her cheeks apart with thumbs... before pushign in.

And I cant tell he's pushing into her pussy because her eyes shut. Her brows go up. Her brow creases, her lips pout, the wetten at this end, and she moans, "Oh fuuck..." Silently to herself.

"Sir, you're- you're too big."

SPANK

"Open up."

She sighs, leaning back wiggling her ass side to side. I can see her eyes roll back in her head as something happens, I think she's opening up her pussy more. She leans back a hand and pulls her asscheek spread. They both moan after that.

But her eyes are shut, and she falls against the glass a little, panting just from taking him. It's over. He's in my girlfriend.

My Bully's in my girlfriend.