His Secretary with Benefits

His eyes roamed over her body and slid back up to her face, and he nodded his agreement. “Let me see your body.”

Laura stood on legs that trembled, but her hands were oddly steady as she unbuttoned the plain white blouse and let it fall to the floor. As she drew the white camisole over her head, she brushed one of her breasts. The slight touch made her already hard nipples edge toward pain within the black silk bra. With a slight movement at the catch of the bra between her breasts, they swung free, heavy with desire. Her areolae, normally a pale pink, were dark with desire, her nipples hard and begging to be sucked. Her hands went to the back of her skirt, and slowly she unzipped it and pushed it down her hips. She let it fall down her legs. Her thong was only a whisper of black silk that barely covered her. She untied the catches at the side and it floated to the floor, leaving her bare but for her heels. His eyes roved over her, missing nothing, not even the juices that slicked the bare lips of her pussy. She could smell herself, and as he sat just inches away from her, she wondered if he could too.

He motioned to the chair across from him. “Bring the chair closer, and open your legs so that I can see your pussy.” His voice was even deeper now.

The smooth, cool leather was a shock to her overheated skin. She was embarrassed to feel her juices pool beneath her. Laura spread her legs to him as far as she could within the confines of the chair, but she could tell he wasn’t pleased with the view. Taking a deep breath, she moved one leg and then the other over the arms of the chair, and was now spread wide for him to see.

“Yesss, that is a good girl. Now I want you to touch yourself until you come.”

A part of her was shocked, but another part of her gloried in his instructions. Her fingers moved easily inside her dripping wet pussy as she ran one finger lightly over her clit, which was so tight and sensitive that even a light touch almost set her off.

“Tell me what you’re thinking of. What are you imagining?”

Her eyes locked with his. “You. I’m imagining you. You’re licking my wet pussy, your tongue on me. Over and over again you lick me deep and suck my clit hard.” Laura slipped two fingers inside her pussy. She wanted to make it last, but knew she was already close to coming, so hot and wet. “And then you turn me over and lean me over your desk. You pull up my skirt and your cock is inside me, filling me up.” Oh God, she wasn’t going to make this last. She was too hot. She tugged at her left breast, twisting the tight bud. “Your hands are hard on my hips, and you are pounding into me, harder and harder.”

She was there, too close. “More, please more.” She moaned, and then she slid over the edge.

As she floated back into her body, the room was silent but heavy. Paul’s eyes on her were almost feral with need. It surprised her, but made her feel so good.

Then she was surprised that Kelly was standing beside him.

“I told you she was what you needed.” Kelly smiled.

“What I need right now is for you to take care of this raging, hard dick.” Paul’s eyes didn’t leave hers, and Laura knew it was her mouth he wanted on him. She watched as Kelly went down on her knees in front of him.

Unsure of what she should do now, Laura found herself unable to look away as she watched Kelly take his gorgeous cock into her mouth. His cock was as stunning as he was, long and hard. Its tip, dripping pre-cum, glistened proudly. Laura’s mouth watered at the sight of him. He wasn’t as large as Jeff, but he was still larger than average, and he looked satisfyingly thick. Without even realizing it, she began to touch herself again, her juices flowing faster than before at the sight in front of her. She looked up and met his gaze. She moved her hand faster, stroking her clit in tight little circles. The slurping sounds drew her once again to Kelly’s ministrations. Laura was impressed at how much Kelly could take of him; again and again his dick moved in and out, as if he were fucking Kelly’s mouth. It sent Laura over the edge again, and she came in short pants. As she came, she watched him spurt into Kelly’s mouth. Kelly seemed to relish his cum, milking him with both hands, her tongue moving over him for every last drop.

Laura’s pussy ached at the sight before her. She felt empty inside. Drawing her legs from the arms of the chair, she squeezed them tightly. She watched Paul lean down and whisper something to Kelly. Kelly nodded and stood, then turned to Laura with a smile. “Let me help you dress.”

Standing on legs that felt wooden, she allowed Kelly to help her. Within minutes she was dressed. When she was done, she turned back to see Paul also dressed again and watching her intently.

“I think this is going to work out very well for the both of us. You start next Monday.”

“Yes, sir,” she said.

“One other thing—here’s a credit card. I only want you wearing skirts or dresses in the office, and it’s either a thong or nothing. I want easy access to that pussy and ass of yours.”

***

The next Monday, Laura was back, dressed in a simple pink button-down blouse and a short tan skirt that only barely covered her ass. Kelly had offered the information that Paul preferred skirts, for the easy access. Underneath, Laura wore only a delicate light pink bra and no panties. After a morning spent at Kelly’s desk, going through Paul’s calendar and running through various reports that had to be run and how to do them, Laura felt oddly let down. With only a “good morning” from Paul, she had barely talked to him, and only seen him twice. After returning from lunch, her disappointment must have been clear to Kelly.

“Monday is usually a very busy day for Paul, with meetings to go over the weekly sales reports and projections,” Kelly said. “He doesn’t deal with anyone but the biggest of our clients, so he’ll dole out the prospective clients who come in on their own among our team, and those meetings are always contentious. Our sales team can also have their own prospects they’re working, but they still get cranky if they think prospects aren’t spread equally. So he’s usually too edgy and busy for play on Mondays and Tue

sdays. Have no fear, sweetie—he wants you bad.”

“Really?” Laura wanted to squirm with embarrassment.

“Oh yeah. You left here the other day and he practically fucked my brains out. You made him really hot. I also think he was worried you would change your mind. He asked me on Friday if you had called.”

Soothed by that, Laura was able to better focus as the day continued. Shortly after four, Kelly answered the phone and, after a few minutes of conversation, let loose a stream of profanities that startled Laura. After slamming down the phone, Kelly yelled out for Paul and opened his door. “Paul, I have to go before that stupid florist ruins everything. Laura is finishing the meeting notes and is good for now. Remember, you have that breakfast meeting at the Hyatt at nine, and it should run at least an hour or two. I’m taking advantage of my boss being out of the office and not coming in until lunch. The meeting with the caterer should wrap up by about eleven. Laura will be working on the first draft of your presentation for the meeting on Thursday.” Then, with a wave to Laura, she was gone in a flash.

It was shortly before five when Laura looked up and found Paul watching her. “Hi. How are you doing?”

Suddenly, she felt shy. “Good.”

“Come on into my office.” His voice was low and inviting.

At his words, liquid heat shot right to her pussy. She heard the ding of the elevators as the exodus out of the building began. She followed him into his office to find him already seated behind his desk. After closing the door behind her with a gentle click, she moved further into the room until she was in front of his desk.