You have an office tryst with your assistant.
Son Hyeju is the best Executive Assistant you can ask for. With her diligent work ethic, her speed, and her ability to deliver on what was expected of her, you can’t believe how much you lucked out on hiring her. You count your blessings just like you count how many times she has impaled herself on your shaft.
Your arms wrap around her body as you thrust up into her. Both hands land squarely on her exposed chest under her open dress shirt. Her shoes, pants, and blazer are strewn about all over your office—a testament to how much she lusted for you and you for her. You are in a similar state of dress.
“Oh, fuck, fuck, fuck!”
You knead Hyeju’s chest roughly as you fuck into her, pounding your assistant as she fucks herself back on you with the same passion. Her husky voice only spurs you on, and you are all but fucking her body just the way she likes it.
“Shit, you feel so fucking big inside me, Boss, fuck,!”
“God, Hyeju, you’re so fucking tight, damn.”
Hyeju’s flesh grips you tightly. You watch every exit and re-entry with fascination at how she grips you, almost as if she wants to keep you hilted forever.
“Stand up, Hyeju.”
Confused, Hyeju abides by your instruction, but with lightning speed, you pin Hyeju’s arms against her back, tying her up with your tie. A push forces her to bend over your desk.
“I’m going to fuck you just the way I like.”
When you finish your sentence, one hard thrust brings you balls deep back into Hyeju. You keep the momentum up with short and powerful thrusts into her velvety flesh, causing loud smacks to echo around your office. Hyeju adds to the noise by moaning loudly with each hard thrust.
“Fuck, fuck, fuck, Boss, yes! Yes! Fuck me just like that, Boss! Pound my pussy! Make me a mess with your cock, boss!”
You piston your shaft deep into Hyeju, your balls smacking against her each time you hilt. The ripple of her ass and thighs each time you hilt does not escape your sight, and you marvel at the wonderful sight of your executive assistant trying to stimulate herself against the wood of your table. Something about your assistant being so submissive only turns you on more.
You grab Hyeju’s long black hair, forming a ponytail. Gripping at the base tightly, you pull her off the table, holding her arms to keep her stable. You bring yourself to her ear, whispering whatever words come to your mind.
“You’re so fucking hot, Hyeju. You like this, don’t you? You like that your boss fucks your pussy this good.”
“Yes, Boss! My pussy is yours to fuck, Boss! I serve you, and only you, and I do my best for you!”
“Good girl. How about you cum on my cock as a reward?”
You ignore the burn of your muscles to pound Hyeju faster and harder. Hyeju’s moans turn into yelps, until she is all but gutturally groaning. You lower her onto your desk as she cums, and the orgasm clearly overtakes all her senses. Her eyes roll back, her mouth gapes, and she convulses as her pussy painfully tightens around your shaft, her hips bucking. You do not let your thrusts slow as she cums. Every stroke only serves to overstimulate her, and her second orgasm follows as you pound her over the edge.
Hyeju screams as you feel her juices leak out of the gaps made when you withdraw. Her slick dripping on your floor is the least of your concerns. Every thrust you make pushes Hyeju to her third orgasm. You know Hyeju has one more in her, and you can’t last much longer either.
“Take my load, slut.”
“Yes, yes, yes, cum on your slut, cum in your slut, just make me a mess, yes!” Hyeju is a babbling mess as she nears her final orgasm.
You fuck Hyeju hard, and with a few pushes on her clit, Hyeju screams again, louder than before. You withdraw, letting Hyeju squirt on the floor, making a mess and splashing all over her legs and yours. You watch with crazed satisfaction as your assistant falls apart, her knees buckling as she slides off your desk, falling into the mess she makes. Her orgasm takes a while to subside, her hips still bucking during her recovery from the throes of passion.
“You have yet to come yet, boss.” Hyeju manages to turn around to face you, still kneeling in the physical evidence of her pleasure.
“That’s right, Hyeju. I want to make a mess of you.”
“Yes, Boss.”
You stroke yourself violently, thinking about how hot your assistant was squirting all over your office. Within a few strokes, you feel the familiar tension snap.
“Fucking take it.”
You explode over Hyeju’s face, painting her forehead, her hair, her nose, her lips, even her chest and thighs. Every spurt of your load covers whatever part of her body that you can reach.
When you finish, Hyeju smiles at you, rising to her feet. You untie the knot that holds her arms together, and you strip her of her clothing, leading both her and you to the nearby showers on your floor of the office building.
When both of you step in the shower, it doesn’t take long for Hyeju to start teasing you again.
“Boss, you didn’t get to fuck my other holes. Can I fix that for you?”
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