Your door opens

You wife has your cock deep in her mouth now, her hands working your shaft and balls. You're getting into it, meeting the tempo of her sucking with slow thrusts of your hips.

There is the faintest of taps on your door and it opens part way, Meghan's cute face framed in the opening.

"I wanted to let you know I came back early Mr. Chandler, in case...you know, in case you needed me for anything." From where she stand she can't possibly see your wife's head buried in your groin. You glance down for a moment and see mischievous amusement in her eyes as she sucks you.

"Thanks for letting me know, Meghan," you reply, striving to keep a normal tone as your wife's expert mouth works at your cock.

Instead of leaving, Meghan takes a step into the room. "May I say something, Sir? I want to thank you for trying to help me improve. I really think it's helping. I really want to keep this job, Sir. I really want to work for you."

"Mmhmm," you grunt, not trusting your voice as your wife really strives to make you come.

"I really admire you, Mr. Chandler, it's really an honor to work for you, I'm so proud to be your secretary," Meghan continues, a shy smile on her face.

"That's great," you manage to reply, your cock throbbing in your wife's soft yielding suckmouth.

"Some of the other girls are jealous. Jealous of me for getting to work for you, I mean. I'll do anything for you Sir," she says.

"Good, that's good," you blurt out, trying to maintain control.

"Anything at all, anytime at all, Mr. Chandler. Anything," she lets her voice fall away in a sultry whisper, smiling expectantly at you, and in that moment you come, spurting cream into your wife's sucking mouth, draining your aching balls.

"Yes, but not right now, Meghan," you rasp out hoarsely. "Right now you need to get back to work." Meghan gives you a look of disappointment, backing out of your office and closing the door.