Take her on your desk

You gesture the black haired girl to your side of the desk and she comes willingly, a lewd grin on her face. You stand and she stands on her toes, her face propped towards you, her pouting lips parted for a kiss. You devour her mouth, holding her body to you as you ravish it with your tongue. She's eager, her hands squeezing your ass, soft moans coming from her mouth. You lift her onto your desk and push between her knees, sliding your hands up her thighs. Like yesterday, she's wearing thigh high stockings, and your hands find their tops and start kneading the soft flesh of her inner thighs, working upwards.

"Meghan told me about your dress code Mr. Chandler. No panties, just as you wish." She grins at you, a lustful imp, her face eager for you.

"Good girl, I won't have to spank you after all," you tease her, and her face drops in mock disappointment. "Ooooh, Mr. Chandler and I was hoping so much that you would, but you've got me so excited, I don't think I can wait." Her hands are busy with your pants, trying to get them open. You fondle her breasts and she moans, her head rocking back

"Don't rip my top today, Sir. I have to look a bit presentable later," she grins lewdly, finally getting your pants undone and freeing your cock. "Oh God I need this in me," she moans thrusting her hips forward, rubbing herself against your cock. You can feel that her pussy is more than ready, a hot wet hole **** to be filled.