Typing Pool Managers office.

The service elevator took S̄op̣heṇī down to the cubicle farm where the typing pool was housed. S̄op̣heṇī had a thought as she pushed her cleaning cart along the carpeted floor that she should not be doing this. She had flashes of once being someone else who was used to giving orders. She was lost in her thoughts when she heard a voice call out and when she turned she saw a woman standing at an office door. S̄op̣heṇī somehow knew that this woman was Greta Heydien the german typing pool manager and she was beckoning S̄op̣heṇī to her office. She introduced herself in her german accented English and told S̄op̣heṇī to get cleaning.

S̄op̣heṇī entered the office and Greta closed the door behind her and went back to her desk. She ordered S̄op̣heṇī onto her knees then slipped off her shoes revealing her nyloned feet. S̄op̣heṇī knew what she was to do and started to gently massage Greta's feet feeling the sweaty soles in her fingers. She did this for fifteen minutes on each foot and Greta then used her feet on S̄op̣heṇī face leaving her sweat on her cheeks, nose and lips. She used her big toe to pry open S̄op̣heṇī mouth and as expected she started to suck on Greta's big toe then the toe next to it so she had two in her mouth.

Eventually, Greta was thrusting all her toes in S̄op̣heṇī mouth until she was happy then she swapped to her other foot. This went on for a further twenty minutes until Great was satisfied. "I never dreamed that the great Christina Hewson would be on her knees sucking and massaging my poor feet." Of course, S̄op̣heṇīlooked around to see if there was someone else then carried on sucking and this made Greta smile as she realised that S̄op̣heṇī did associate Christina Hewson with herself. Alas, she had work to do so she ordered S̄op̣heṇī under her desk then hiked up her skirt.

S̄op̣heṇī again knew what she had to do and started by kissing Greta's thighs and licking her soft skin moving up towards the prize. Greta was letting out little moans as S̄op̣heṇī worked her way up. There was a knock at the door and in walked one of the interns and she noted how flushed Greta looked but said nothing. The intern handed over some files and left as S̄op̣heṇī got closer to the main prize when the phone rang and Greta answered. It was Cheryl wanting to know if she had seen S̄op̣heṇī and Greta told her that she was here cleaning so Cheryl asked for to be sent upstairs when she had finished.

S̄op̣heṇī had reached her prize and was licking around the soft pussy lips thrusting and teasing as Greta slid forward on her chair. S̄op̣heṇī tongue thrust in deeper and swirled the moist inner walls drawing back Greta's secretions into her mouth and swallowing as other employees came and went. Great was finding it hard to concentrate as she let out low guttural moans as she felt her orgasm building. Her hips were gyrating against S̄op̣heṇī face and finally, she could hold her orgasm no longer and her juices flooded out covering S̄op̣heṇī face. Greta grabbed S̄op̣heṇī's head and **** her deep into her pussy making her swallow her juices.

Greta relaxed her grip and pushed S̄op̣heṇī away and ordered her to get up from under the desk telling her she was to report to the CEO upstairs. "You had better make a pit stop at the restroom and get cleaned up whore". S̄op̣heṇī headed to the restroom and cleaned herself and then headed up to Ms Murphys' office.

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