People don’t expect my boss to look like she does. They think she’s going to be tall and dyke-y, with short hair and big, sweaty hands. She’s not. She’s this petite, slender Japanese woman, with beautiful cheekbones and long, dark hair. Then again, they don’t expect a man to be a secretary, either, which is exactly what I am.
She is tough, though, always barking orders and telling me what to do. “Randy,” she buzzes me over the intercom, “come in here, NOW.” I grab my pad and pen and go into her office, closing the door behind me, ready to take some dictation. She’s leaning back in her chair, her legs propped up on the desk.
“Come here,” she waves me over to her. I go over there. “Get on your knees,” she says. I look at her questioningly, but her expression says she is no nonsense, so I kneel. She spins around in her chair and puts her feet on my shoulders. She’s wearing high heels, but no stockings, and when I look up between her thighs, I can see she’s not wearing any panties either. I gape at her dripping pussy, and my dick gets rock-hard. I don’t even care that I’m probably ruining my suit by kneeling on the floor.
“Randy,” she says. “I don’t normally ask you to perform personal functions for me, but I do have a favor to ask of you.”
“Anything,” I say. I’m breathing hard, and so is she. I can see her nipples sticking out against her blouse.
“I need my pussy eaten,” she says, and presses her heels against my shoulders, pulling herself closer to me. Her thighs are on either side of my face and I can smell her hot, wet, cunt. 7
“Gladly,” I say, and drop my pad and pen, burying my face between her thighs. I stick out my tongue and lap at her slit. She tastes warm and salty-sweet. I run my tongue around her labia and then stick it inside her, wiggling it up and down, holding onto her thighs as I lick. She’s going totally wild, moving around in the chair and moaning.
I rub my nose against her clit as I’m tonguing her pussy, and she grabs onto my head, pushing against me and coming hard. I keep holding onto her legs, her juices running down my face, my dick pounding in my pants, and move up to suck on that throbbing clit. Her pussy hair is soft and sparse, colored a deep black. I roll her round, hard clit around in my mouth, my lips rubbing against her cunt, and keep her coming, feeling her entire petite frame shaking, and her cunt throbbing and throbbing.
Moving back for a second to catch my breath, I smile up at her, so she can see how shiny my face is from her juices. She smiles back at me and I move my finger up to her slit, running just my fingertip up and down, watching her shiver in pleasure. Then, still looking up at her and licking my lips, I slide my finger inside her and finger her pussy while I rub her clit.
Pretty soon, my nice, tough, conservative boss is going buck wild again, humping my finger with her cunt as I flick my thumb back and forth over her stiff clit. “Ooh, Randy!” she’s screaming, and just like that, I come inside my pants, just from hearing her say my name. I can feel my warm spunk dripping down my cock.
She presses her heels against my shoulders again and pushes back, her chair sliding away from me, my finger pulling out of her dripping pussy. She looks down at my pants, which are getting soaked through and smiles.
“That will be all, Randy,” she says, like nothing ever happened. “And you might want to take the afternoon off, it looks like you’re in need of a dry-cleaner.” She picks up the phone and makes a call while I get off the floor and walk out. As I close the door to her office, I can hear her saying, “There are definite advantages to having a male secretary.” ‘And a female boss,’ I think to myself









