You Accept Her Proposal

You can't believe this is actually happening. But there's no way you're going to turn this down. You pull your pants down and your erect cock strains your underwear, begging to be free. Lyla turns around, and bites her lip in anticipation. You pull your underwear off and your cock springs forward to life.

"Mmm, big boy. You better put that thing away before I take it home with me." Lyla smiles.

"Oh shit." You mutter. You were big, but you didn't know you were that big. You take a hold of your length, and approach Lyla.

"Do you want me to go slow?" You say.

"Don't worry, I'm no amateur." Lyla smiles, and wiggles her thick hips. You grip them, and it is like holding two big juicy hams on Thanksgiving. You open her cheeks and slide your large rod right into between and then direct it into her vulva. Lyla moans slightly as she is filled with your member. You slowly start thrusting in and out.

(Lyla Winslow, Head of HR, Status: Fucking)

"That's it...Keep going...You're doing great.." She tells you. You increase your speed a little and can hear her moans start to get louder. You grab her hips tighter and ram yourself deep into her. She grips the sides of the desk and starts moaning and shaking. It's a good thing the HR room is purposefully sound-proofed for privacy. Nobody ever imagined for this scenario though!

You pant, "How's that greenlight looking on my proposal?" You keep going in and out not expecting a real answer.

Lyla laughs a little, and is barely able to look back at you, you can tell her face is beet red though. "You'll have that greenlight. Now fuck me silly, baby!!"

You grunt and pick up the pace, ramming her with all you got. You were close. Lyla was gripping her office table like there was a hurricane coming in, you can see her knuckles are white. Her tits were bouncing every which way, as she wasn't wearing a bra and you were thankful for that. You bore witness to her amazing church bells ringing away.

"I'm about to cum.." You warn her.

"Not inside. I want it on my face." Lyla pants as she gets off your dick, she turns over and lays on her back on the table. Your cock is ready to blow at a moments notice. She sticks her tongue out, and waits for your generous payload. "Go ahead, paint my face.."

You groan loudly as you jerk off as hard as you can, but you didn't have to very long, as the sex was more than enough to get your seed all the way to your shaft and head. In seconds you can feel your cock expand and explode a giant wad of semen onto Lyla's face.
Then another.
And another.
It seemed to be never ending, and you can see her expression of satisfaction change to one of surprise and awe. "Whoa...this is a lot...oh my God..there's so much..ahhh.."

(Lyla Winslow, Head of HR, Status: Cum-dazed, Covered)

It seemed like an eternity until you finally finished, and she was covered head to neck. Some quiet moments passed and she scooped some cum from the top of her chest, stuck her tongue out and tasted it, then swallowed. "Mmm. I'll approve that incentive program right away, it seems you worked pretty hard for me."

You begin to zipper up, although you would totally be down for a round two. Perhaps that might be a little unprofessional though. You look back at Lyla, who has started to clean her face with some wipes she pulled from her desk. You were both still breathing a little heavy.

"I'll send you the approval tomorrow, but for now, get the fuck out. I have another meeting in a half hour." She tells you and smiles.

"Of course ma'am." You say, and turn and leave grinning like a madman who just had amazing sex with the head of HR.

You whistled a tune as you headed home for the day.