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I couldn’t get over her face, hips or heels. Cecilia was fucking dreamy in every sort of way. As her assistant, it was my job to run paperwork from her office to other offices in the building. It’s hard to describe her beauty. She came from Puerto Rico, had long dyed red hair and tan skin. And of course wore red lipstick.
I listened to her stiletto Prada heels hit the floor as she approached my desk and slammed her hands down. “Dustin I told you to get those damn papers filed.” I didn’t have the words so I remain silent.
I rummaged through my desk. Not only was Cecilia scary, but she definitely could make me squirm. I stood up as I handed her the papers, feeling blood rush to my cock. I blush, hoping that the feeling goes away. Cecilia didn’t seem to notice. I could damn near see up her pencil skirt. Her heels hitting the floor and making a satisfying click sound.
Later that evening, I make my way back to her office. The team members around me have all gone home by this point and I was seemingly the only one left.
Cecilia was in her office however. I knocked once with no answer. When I knocked again however, she threw the door open. Her blouse was unbuttoned, showing her bra and perky breasts, and her skirt was hiked up, showing her panties.
“Sweetheart, you keep dancing around me…. you don’t think I don’t notice that you’re hard? Especially when I wear this outfit?”
I blushed, I bursa escort could feel my face heating up. “Yes ma’am- I just need to shut my laptop down and-” She grabbed me by the collar of my shirt and kissed me. I learned fairly quickly that she smelled like rose perfume and her lipstick tasted like mint.
As our lips moved together, she pulled me into her office. The skyline of Los Angeles was peering through her tinted windows. Not a soul could see us but we could look out.
Breaking away from the kiss, I proceeded to unbutton my slacks as she stops me. “Would you be a doll and lay on the floor Dustin, hm?” I happily obliged. I laid on my back on the floor as she stepped her heeled foot onto my chest. “Keep slipping off those pants, especially if you want me to bounce on that hard dick of yours.”
I couldn’t even form words at this point. She was so gentle too, when normally she’s a devil in the workplace. My cock was begging to be out of my boxers at this point. Cecilia leaned down and moved her underwear out off to the side of her awaiting cunt. and then proceeded to slip my dick out. And the she sat down and bounced.
“Dustin, oh fuck!” She quickly removed her shirt and bra, and slapped my hands onto her tits. I couldn’t help but moan myself. She leaned forward, lacing her fingers with mine, holding them above my head. I could feel her shaking.
“Dustin im – Ah!” bursa escort bayan A wetness fell over my thighs. And she smirked. “I fo..forgot to say I squirt.” She continued shaking as she bounced, the room filling with the scent of her perfume and sex. I felt myself shaking as I felt the pressure build in my shaft.
“Cecilia I’m gonna cum…” I turned my head away only for her to let go of my hand and grab my face so I would look at her.
“Then cum sweetheart”.
I moved my free hand, slapping it onto her hip and gripping as I came. She leaned back, and fell forward onto my chest, panting as she stops bouncing.
A smile came across her face as her lips met with my neck. A bright red hickey is what she left behind.
“Sweetheart you’re mine. If you get into trouble about that, let me know. I’ll take care of it.”
And with that she slipped off her heels and carried them into her private bathroom. “Come on, let me help you clean up.”
And with no hesitation, I followed. In her office she had her own private bathroom, with a small shower and a long countertop with double sinks. “Dylan, if I bend over this counter, could you fuck me?”
“Yes i could, you are a little too tall for me with those heels though.” She quickly slipped off her stilettos and handed them to me. I put them in the corner as she slipped off her thong. Her skirt escort bayan quickly followed suit, leaving her nude completely. Cecilia was the picture of perfection. And god forbid was I going to disappoint her.
I bent her over onto the countertop. And gently laid her head on the counter itself. I heard her groan as I laced my fingers in her hair. I dropped my pants to the floor and threw off my shirt.
I bent over her and slipped my cock in. The way her pussy gripped me was making me go wild. I couldn’t help but slam into her and grip onto her hips. She moaned and whimpered as I thrusted. I was a panting mess.
“Dylan, youre okay to cum in me again i promise.” She managed to say.
“Are you sure Cecilia? I can pull-“
“Sweetheart if you dont fucking cum in me, I will punish you later!” She basically screamed out as she herself came around my dick.
I grabbed her by her hair with one hand and her hip with the other and once again slammed my load into her.
As i slipped out slowly, a trail of her juices and mine followed and hit the tile. She slowly sat up. “You’re really quiet but you know what youre doing. Good boy. Now, can you start that shower for me?”
“Yes ma’am, I can do that.” I whipped around and started it, and once again she kissed me.
“I promise we can go again later okay? Right now lets relax” She led me into the shower and shut me in it and went to the shelves to get me a towel. I took a deep breath.
“Does this mean I belong to you?” I ask as I run my fingers through my hair.
“It means whatever you want it to. Just know, if you like my heels so much, I might just have to drag you with me when I go buy some more, hm?” I get a little red in the face as I nod.