Your wife

"Hi John," a familiar voice says, "I was doing some shopping and I dropped by to see if you had time for lunch?" You look up to see your wife standing in the doorway.

"Laurel! What a nice surprise," you greet her, getting up to hug her. She's dressed prettily as always, a peach colored skirt suit and matching heels. She tosses her honey blond hair back and kisses you warmly.

"Where's your twit of a secretary? Have you finally fired her?" You've complained in past weeks about Meghan's incompetence and your wife has met her once and been less than impressed.

"She's at lunch. Speaking of which, I have a hell of day and much as I'd love to join you for lunch, I just don't have the time." Laurel gives you a pretty pout and strokes your chest.

"You've got to eat, lover. You've got to keep your strength up," she grins up at you then walks over to shut the door. She sways back towards you, raising her eyebrows and licking her lips. "What do you say, John? How about the kind of lunch we used to have back when I was your secretary?" She saunters by you, taking your tie and leading you back to your desk. Pushing you into your chair she sits on your desk in front of you, hiking up her skirt and spreading her legs. You can see the neatly trimmed blond patch of her pussy fur.

"No panties, just the way you like it, babe. I was kind of hoping you only had time for this kind of lunch." She leans back fully exposing herself to you. You wheel your chair forward, pushing her thighs apart, running your tongue up them, savoring the aroma of her sex. She moans softly and holds the back of your head.

"Mmmmmm, that's so good. I love your tongue," she whispers and then groans as your tongue parts her pussy lips and tickles her clit. "Oh baby, that's the spot," she moans, pushing herself against your mouth.

She's always loved being eaten. Even ten years ago, when she was your secretary, she loved to be spread over your desk and licked until she came. Always a generous girl, she liked that before or after being fucked, or sucking your cock. In the ten years since she has lost none of her interest in sex, and in fact has developed even greater appetites.

You suck her clit into your mouth, biting it gently. She arches her back and groans pushing herself against you. "You know I love that," she moans, then stifles a shriek as your tongue flickers rapidly over the engorged nubbin, pressing it hard against your teeth. "That's so good, oh fuck that's so good, Don't Stop, Baby, DON'T STOP!" she implores as her orgasm takes her, her hands slapping on the desk as she comes, her pussy juices flowing over your tongue, hot and steamy.

After a moment she subsides, smiling happily at you. "That brings back some good memories. You're so good to me, lover. Let me be good to you and finish you up the way I used to, back when I was your office slut." She slides off the desk to her knees and unzips you with practiced ease, freeing your hardening cock.

"I'd almost forgotten how much I loved sex in your office. We should do this more often," says, gently licking your cock head. "Not that sex at home isn't great, but this was always lots of fun. Maybe you should fire that silly little bitch and hire me back," she says looking at you as she sucks the tip of your head into her mouth, then pulling it out. "No, probably not, we'd never get any work done."

"Jim Gavin asked me to train her. He's given her until next Friday to improve or I can fire her," you tell her, watching her nibble your cock. She strokes your shaft, licking at you, listening to you.

"And how's that going?" she murmurs, sucking your head softly.

"I've been very firm with her. It's only the second day, but I'm starting to see improvements," you answer, your breathing deepening as your wife works on your cock.

"Mmmmm, the way you used to be firm with me?" She takes her cock out of her mouth and winks lasciviously at you, then sucks you deep inside her.

"Something like that. As I remember you required a lot of discipline. Still do from time to time," you say, pumping your cock gently into her mouth.

"Mmmmhmmm, I need to be disciplined sometimes, I need my Master to remind me how to behave," she murmurs, then starts sucking and licking you, picking up the pace a bit.