Monday Morning

“Karen, may I see you in my office, please?” Vince, Karen’s boss
clicked off the intercom.  Karen tipped her head back and groaned.  She
thrust a pencil through her long, thick black hair, pulling it away
from her pretty features and headed into his office.  “You were late
again today,” Vince said firmly.  “You’re late every Monday.  What are
we going to do about this?”

Karen eyed Vince across the heavy mahogany desktop.  She noticed he
was hiding his hard-on under the desk as he did every time she was
around.  She put her hand on her hip, drawing her sheer white blouse
tight over her small, bare tits.  She knew her large brown nipples were
clearly visible through the thin fabric.  She wondered why he had never
made a pass at her.  He wasn’t a bad looking guy, and the size of the
bulge under his zipper made her shaved pussy extremely wet.

“I’m terribly sorry, Vince,” Karen purred, walking around behind the
desk. She ran her foot up the inside of his calf as she turned his
chair to face her.  She leaned back on his desk as she continued
running her foot up his leg until she reached his throbbing dick.  She
rested her high heel along his dick, watching it jerk up, pressing
against the fabric.  “How can I make it up to you?”

Karen pressed lightly with her toe, watching Vince squirm with
pleasure at the pressure on his hard cock.  “Oh nevermind,” she said. 
“I’ve just thought of something.”  She took her foot out of his lap and
unzipped his pants, letting his cock pop out of his fly.  She was
right, Vince’s cock was thick and long, with a wide, round head.  She
licked her lips and then popped the plum-shaped tip into her mouth.

“God yes,” Vince groaned.  Karen knew that sucking her boss’ cock was
making more than a few of her boss’ masturbatory fantasies come true. 
She wrapped her slender hand around the big shaft and pumped it as she
licked and sucked on the head, catching the pre-cum on her tongue as
though she were licking a melting ice cream come.  Vince was clutching
the arms of his chair and moaning, his eyes closed.

For a moment, Karen considered letting Vince come in her mouth, but
her pussy was wet and aching and she wanted him inside her.  She stood
up and pulled her short, pleated skirt up around her waist, showing off
her slender legs in thigh-high stockings and her shaved pussy.  She
wasn’t wearing panties and she knew she was so wet that her pale skin
would be gleaming.

Vince seemed disappointed at first when Karen took her mouth off his
dick, but then when he saw her naked cunt, he reached out and grabbed
her hips, pushing his mouth between her thighs.  Karen gasped and
giggled in pleasure as his tongue probed her silky, wet folds.  Having
her staid, big-cocked boss eating her out was really an experience. 
She humped his tongue as she came.

Before her orgasm was over, with her slit still clutching wetly, Vince
stood up and lifted her onto the desk.  Karen spread her legs and
wrapped them around Vince’s ass as he eased his dick inside her.  His
cock spread her cunt lips wide, reaching places in her she had never
had touched before.  When he was buried to the hilt, she could feel his
soft balls pressing against her ass.  “Come on and fuck me,” she moaned.

Vince’s hands cupped Karen’s ass, squeezing the firm flesh as he began
pumping in and out of her pussy.  His cock had her pussy stretched so
beautifully tight that it made wet sounds as he eased his dick into her
tight tunnel over and over.  The pencil fell out of her hair, letting
it tumble around her shoulders.

Karen reached down and rubbed her tits through her blouse.  Vince bent
and took her nipples in his mouth, sucking them through the fabric of
her blouse.  Karen groaned, thrusting hard against his cock as she came
again.  A moment later, her cunt was milking the cum from his dick, as
he groaned and spurted inside her.  He slid out of her and sat back in
his chair, panting, his limp dick lying against his thigh.

“So,” Karen said, adjusting her clothes and then running a finger down
Vince’s sweaty face.  “Will it be a problem if I’m late again next
Monday?”

Vince smiled weakly.  “Not at all.”