Bent Over The Desk – Making My Boss Promote Me 

What would you do if your sexy sassy secretary demanded more?

I pucker my lips as I glide the red lipstick tube across my skin. Smacking them together, I smooth the cream into my creases. Perfect. I looked perfect. My light brown hair pulled into a smooth high ponytail, my curves poking out of this suit perfectly in all the right places. The perfect amount of cleavage. Today was the day I finally got that raise. My boss has been jerking me around for far too long. Either I was getting that promotion or he was getting bent over the desk so I can shove my foot up his ass.

I strut down the hallways past the cubicles, catching onlookers peek at me as I sway by. After today, I will be above these people, in my own cushy office right next to the boss. I worked my ass off for years and gave my blood, sweat, and tears to this company. Some people took the easy way out and gave their holes or got bent over the desk. I earned my position at the top, and I didn’t have to ride cock to get it.

Or so I thought.

I knock abruptly on the door and take a deep breath before pushing my way in and closing the door behind me. I sit down at the desk before he even tells me to. My boss is very attractive with a tall, toned body. Those piercing eyes and salt and pepper hair made a lot of people fold, men and women. After being under him for years, watching whore after whore get bent over the desk and submit to him, I told myself that I’d be different.

“Sure, Sammy. Take a seat.” He says slyly, smirking at me. I feel a flare of heat rush to my pussy. Nope, no sir. Not today. I mean business today”

“Good afternoon boss, I’m here to revisit the topic of my promotion.” I place my hands in my lap, hoping to put a barrier between my soaking cunt and the stone cold seducer in front of me.

He smirks and leans back in his chair. “Is that so? And what exactly about my words last time did you not understand?” I bit my lip, expecting this towering attitude from him. I bet he expected me to be bent over his desk like on of his little whores.

“Yes, sir. I’ve been working under you for 4 years now. I’m your secretary but I know more about the business than you do at times. You work me to the bone and frankly, sir, it’s time that I take over.” I stand up from my seat and make my way over to his desk. His eyes widened in shock.

I place my hands on the desk and lean forward, pushing my round full tits together in his face. Immediately his eyes trail down my tan neck towards the supple pale skin. Hooked.

One way or another I’ll get it, even if I get Bent over the desk.

I slide forwards even more until my elbows hit the wood. “You like having me around here, don’t you, sir?” I draw the words out keeping my eyes trained on my prey. He gulps and nods. I bite my lip and smirk, trailing my hands on the table as I walk around to his side. I grab the edge of the desk as I slide my ass up onto the wood.

“You’re a great worker, Sammy.” I tut and place my finger on his lips and trail down until I grab his chin. Pulling his face up towards mine until we’re inches away, spreading my pantyhose covered legs in the process, showing my bare pussy in the process. I can feel him trying to look down, and I take that opportunity to glance down at his growing hard on before yanking his face back up.

“Aht, aht. I’m a great partner to this company, aren’t I sir?” He begins to open his mouth but I place my stiletto shoes on his chair between his legs, edging closer to his cock. “Promote me, if you’d like for me to stay, sir.”

I can see the torment in his eyes, the weight of this decision and his cock battling for dominance. His eyes darken as he steps up, pushing me on the desk and smashing his lips to mine. I smirk through the kiss and yank on his tie, tossing him back to his chair.

“I’ll be back later tonight to sign the new contract.” I wink as I slide from the desk and head to the office, not sparing a look back. I didn’t quite get bent over the desk, but I think I made him give me the raise.

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