You have a visitor

"Hello, John," Jim Gavin says from your door. "Don't get up, I was just going by on my way to a meeting and thought I'd see how you enjoyed the little present I sent over yesterday. First rate, don't you think?"

"Very much appreciated, Jim," you say, getting up to thank him and shake his hand.

"Glad to do it. Where's that fool granddaughter of mine, and who is this lovely creature?" He turns his head to where Lisa sits.

"That's Lisa, she was sent over by the temp agency when Meghan called in sick this morning."

"Welcome my dear, only if it's just for a short span of time," he says, taking her hand like a Renaissance courtier and smiling at her. She glows with the attention.

"Thank you sir, you're very kind."

"She looks efficient as well as beautiful John. I'm sure you won't have to spank this one. Well delightful as this is, I have to go. Have a pleasant day," he says over his shoulder, striding away as you return to your office.

A few moments later there is a tap on your door frame. Lisa stands, looking uncertain, as if gathering her courage.

"What is it Lisa?"

"May I speak privately sir?"

"Certainly. Come in and shut the door." She does so and stands against it.

"I heard what the gentleman said just now. About spanking. Do you spank your regular secretary, Sir?"

"What if I said yes?" you answer, staring at her expressionlessly. She bites her lip and takes a deep breath.

"Then I'd wonder what I would have to do for you to spank me," she breathes, staring at you with her moist lips parted. "I mean, if I made a mistake, or dropped something..." she lets a pen drop and steps forward turning her back to you and bending from the waist to pick it up. Her short tight skirt rides up, showing off her delicious thighs. She scrabbles for the dropped pen, wiggling her curvy round ass at you as she does so.

"Lisa," you say sternly. "In this office secretaries are supposed to refrain from dropping things. I know you're only temporary but that's no excuse. I'm afraid you'll have to be punished."

"Yes sir, I understand. I know that I made a mistake." She stands and makes a effort to look contrite, but can't keep the eagerness out of her face.

"Come over here and bend over my lap," you order and she almost runs towards you, squirming onto your lap and raising her fine rump for punishment.

You give her a moderate slap on the ass, and she wiggles against your lap. "I'm so glad you're not spanking me hard. Or pulling up my skirt and spanking my bare ass. You're being very good to me sir." She looks back at you with sultry eyes.

"That was just a start girl," you say, bringing your hand down much harder this time. She squirms vigorously, writhing against you. You spank her again and then tug her dress up to her hips, exposing the delicious round cheeks of her ass.

"Oh, Oh My!" she squeaks as she feels you expose her, making a show of struggling to get off your lap. You slap her ass again, leaving a fine red hand print, and she arches her back. Her breath quickening, deepening, and you feel your cock hardening, pressing against her lush, curvaceous body.

Her panties are a wisp of blue gossamer, very pretty in contrast with her tanned ass, and you admire the sight as you spank her again. She writhes and struggles, parting her legs slightly. You get a scent of her aroma, a mix of her delicate perfume and musk of her growing lust. You pull her panties to one side and slide your fingers into her crevice, finding her dripping with juice.

"Oh, Oh, you've made me so wet," she moans, rubbing herself against you. "God I love being spanked. I love it. I get so horny. See how wet you've made me? See how ready I am? I try so hard to be good but when I'm spanked my inner slut comes out. Oh God don't make me wait. Fuck me, just fuck me hard."

You slide her off your lap and undo your pants. She strips off her sodden panties, revealing a shaven pussy. She fingers it for a moment, then pulls off her top and unclasps her bra, revealing lush, firm breasts, each pert brown nipple pierced with a silver stud. She fondles them as she looks at you, her mouth wet and shiny. You stand and push her back against the desk, fondling her breasts, gently biting her stiffening nipples. She holds your head against them, moaning. You push her thighs open and press your rigid cock against her wetness.

"Give it to me! Give me your cock!" she pants eagerly, pulling you towards her. With a long hard thrust you bury yourself in her velvet tightness. As you pump into her you nuzzle her breasts, exulting in the soft satin of her skin, the scent of her body. She clings to you, wrapping her legs around you, giving herself to you.

"So soon! I'm coming so soon! Don't stop, oh fuck don't stop fucking me don't stop, don't stop, OHHHHH! OHHHHH FUCK!" she wails, shudders racking her body. Her first orgasm is followed by another and then another and yet another, as she abandons herself to wanton lust.

It's more than you can stand. You hold her tight, your face buried in her glorious tits, and drive your cock into her, coming in great gouts of spunk coating her pussy walls with hot cream.

You stand holding her, both of you panting, slowly recovering your senses. She shakes her head and grins at you, kissing your with a wet, inviting mouth, her tongue exploring.

"God that was good. You fuck as well as you spank," she grins lewdly.
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