Giddy Up

Debbi stood up with a look of dread. She’d never taken on a “problem” of this magnitude, it was intimidating. But she was **** to admit that Alan was right, it was the boss’s job to get on top of problems and bring them down, and she needed to get on top of this one. But first another wardrobe change would be required.

While Debbi started to undo her slacks, Simon popped up from his seat. “Here Debbi,” He said placing his chair just behind the stool “you can use my chair for support.” “Thank you Simon.” Debbi blushed suddenly reminded that she was about to mount this mammoth of a “problem” in full view of her complete office staff. Without a second thought Debbi dropped her knickers to the floor. Stepping out of her last stitch of clothing Debbi approached the stool placing one leg on either side she straddled the “problem”.

Debbi’s cute black landing strip had instead today been shaved into an arrow, pointing down at her exposed pussy. A suggestion for today's festivities provided by the young mail-boy Kieron, who was currently rustling in his pockets desperately seeking his phone, eager to capture evidence of his contribution. Debbi took the “problem” in her hand and began to squat down lining it up with her entrance, still unsure she’d be able to handle one this large, easily the biggest she’d ever encountered.

“You got this boss!” Stew shouted, providing Debbi the necessary encouragement. Her lips parted welcoming the massive invader inside, and Debbi groaned as she lowered herself completely, the intruder stretching her to the limit. The hardest part accomplished; Debbi moved her arms behind her placing her palms on the chair Simon had so graciously provided. Debbi shifted her weight onto her arms and began slowly moving her pelvis up and down working the rubber cock in and out of her love cavern.