She reminds him.

"Hey, uh, Gl-... ...I mean, uh, Mr. Frazier, sir." Morgan stammered nervously. "C-could you, would you mind giving me a hand with something?" She managed to **** out.

"What's that? Help? I suppose, what can I do?" Glen asked.

"Uh, sir? It's kind of private." She whispered as she leaned in close.

"Okay." He acknowledge with a nod. "Follow me." He added as he pointed toward a nearby room. "We can talk in the conference room over there."

"Great." Morgan suddenly found her voice and followed quickly behind Glen.

"Alright so what is it you need my help with that requires such a clandestine meeting." Glen asked shutting the door behind him.

Morgan smiled and turned away from him as she sauntered towards the table, her heels clicking across the tiled floor, to bend over and reveal her bare bottom to her husband's boss. Pulling her dress up, she waggled her ass at him, as she reached between her thighs to rub her fingers between her delicate folds.

"Ah..." Glen smiled with a sudden realization. "Nelson's wife..." He nodded. "Now I know why you're so familiar."

Glen didn't say another word before burying his dick into Morgan's voracious folds. He didn't take it easy on her either, pounding her pussy with the vigor of a man half his age. Morgan was certain of this because he was fucking her harder than Nelson had ever fucked her, but she knew she couldn't really compare the two because men Nelson's own age were also out-performing him.

"Oh Morgan, Nelson is one lucky guy." Glen laughed with Morgan as he held her in place.

"Mm-fuck-fuck-fuck!" Morgan grunted as her husband's bossed stuffed her from behind. "Oh fuck, ugh, sir! I'm so close!" She pleaded. "Harder! Please! Fuck me harder!" She begged.

Glen swatted her ass, his free hand taking hold of her elbows as he pulled her back against his pounding hips, drawing their bodies together with harder and faster collisions. Morgan whimpered as her orgasm broke over her, spurting from around the sides of Glen's throbbing length as it slid in and out of her.

"I'm cumming!" Glen warned as his cock started to erupt inside her, causing Morgan to buck her hips back to welcome his incoming release, but instead he pulled out.

Morgan grunted as she climb atop the table. Rolling onto her back she quickly opened her legs to Glen. With his cock in one hand he stroked himself, slapping his cock against her delicate pink folds and painting them white with a heavy load of his steaming baby batter.