What the boss wants, the boss gets.

She wraps her arms around your neck to hold herself upright, stands on tiptoes, and raises her right thigh up along the side of your hip. You reach down between the both of you, take your rigid cock in your hand, and hunt for her entrance. It?s awkward, and Ms. Wu makes a few frustrated sounds, followed by a whispered curse; though, when she taps her earpiece angrily, you realize that this last utterance is not directed at you.

?Paul,? she says, ?can you take the next few questions? Something urgent has come up that I have to attend to. Thanks.? Then she taps off the earpiece, tosses your report to the floor, drops one hand to your cock, and puts you exactly where she wants you. You put both hands under her hips to boost her up another critical couple of inches, and then she wiggles, and you push, and you?re in her.

While you groan, she picks up her left foot as well, twining both her legs around your waist, clutching you with her thighs. You move within her, forcing her hips back against the window, moving as carefully as you can so that you don?t both topple to the ground. Your slow pace is not what Ms. Wu is interested in, though, and she starts to flex her thighs, bobbing up and down on your cock. It only takes a couple of thrusts from her hips to entice you to meet her pace. You start pumping into her vigorously, and she rewards you with eager gasps and grunts. Her back squeaks against the glass; you expect that you will be leaving interestingly-shaped smudges on the window.

Her arms tighten around your neck, and she gives a quick, soft moan, her lips very close to your ear. She seems to hold her breath for your next dozen thrusts, then jerks and shudders against you, crying out.

Her cunt closes around your cock. The sudden tightness triggers a shout of your own, but you haven?t quite reached your own climax. You continue thrusting, pulling her hips against yours, while she gasps into your ear: ?AHH! ... oh, oh, uhh, mmm, um, ohh ...?

You clutch at each other, rocking, bucking, and the waves of her orgasm seem to roll on and on. Just as her own cries start to subside, you feel another sort of pressure on your cock, this time from within. Your shut your eyes tightly and your fingers dig into her hips, and then, suddenly, the mounting tension in your body releases all at once, surging out of your cock and into Ms. Wu?s tight wet depths. She takes a sharp breath as you swell and erupt inside her, and twists her hips against you to pull you even deeper.

The hunger and need ebbs out of you, pulse by pulse, until you are dizzy and leaning against her. Gingerly, she shifts her hips up and back, letting you slip out of her. Emerging from her warmth is something of a disappointment, but after her feet touch the floor, she makes it up to you by pulling your head down and kissing you thoroughly and sincerely. ?I have a business trip in a week,? she says, still a bit breathless. ?Remind me to invite you.?