Inside of her mouth.

It was too good to be true. I'd fantasized about this a few times - not gonna lie. Renee was a sexy little minx who always seemed to balance innocence and sex, teasing me day in and day out. I'd often wondered what her lips would feel like around my cock as she sucked on it, eventually filling her mouth up with my cum. Yea, I was married, but a guy could fantasize every now and then. But this was more than a fantasy. She licked her lips as she wrapped them around my dock once more, her youthful eyes looking up at me while her ruby-red lips glided along my cock. My hand lightly rested on the back of her head, gently coaxing her and moving her along.

"Fuck, Renee, I'm-" I tried my best to hold back to give her time, but it seemed like she had other ideas. She pushed herself forward, taking me in all the way. I came without reservation down her throat. She coughed and sputtered a bit as she did her best to drink it all down. Her eyes fluttered as she gulped load after load, her hands wrapped around my legs to steady herself. I'd never seen someone so dedicated to a blowjob before.

"Now that that's finished, should we get back to work?" She said, standing up with a small sway of her ass. She put her bra back on, still clean and cute as ever. I just nodded, still in a post-sexual stupor. If I'd known how fucking good Renee was at blowjobs, I might have been more inclined to act on that earlier. Still, better late then never.

Perhaps it was the curse, or perhaps it was the pent-up feelings I had for my bombshell of a secretary. Either way, I knew that I was enamored with her in more ways than one.

"Oh, and sir, don't forget about the conference coming up this weekend. I'm not saying you should bring me, but I can guarantee we'll get up to plenty of fun if you do."