LIttle Office Whore Lunch Break With The Boss ♕

Another Day Another Dollar

Did I tell you about my days as an intern for one of our biggest local law firms? Well, the clothes I wore were sexy business every day. Tight-fitted pencil skirts, sheer blouses, thigh highs, and some of the sexiest shoes in my closet. Everyone at work seemed so flashy and put together. I sit at my desk looking like I was deep into whatever I should have been working on. But I was checking out everyone Placing them together in my mind in different positions. I would make up role-plays in my head putting me as the little office whore during most of them. Fucking anyone here seemed so out of reach everyone walked around like they had a dildo stuck in their ass, and Yes that would seem fun to me but they didnt seem to enjoy it. The whole office was a walking sex appeal factory sitcom-worthy.

Little Office Whore at your service.

One part of my job was to deliver important paperwork by hand to all the bigwigs in the office. From my hand to theirs with no stops in between. The papers were always sealed so that I never even knew what it was about. I would pretend that it was secret inter-office drama or love notes, hell even sexy photos to help their days go better. I hardly got a thank you during these drop-offs most of the time. Walking in I would get a wave of the hand and a point to where they wanted it set on their desk. and another hand almost shooing me away.

Paperwork had arrived late one day and as I was making my rounds to deliver almost everyone I went to was gone for lunch. Lastly,  I stopped at was my boss’s his door was barely cracked open which wasn’t normal and the room was dark, I bet he had headed out as well already and forgot to shut the door all the way. I walked in ready to leave his paperwork on his desk like normal. As my hand reached out to place his paperwork on the desk I froze.

Lunch on the Little Office Whore.

There he was seated in the dark in his office chair leaning back with his throbbing cock in his grip. Our eyes locked unsure of what the next move should be. Finally, something in him clicked and he moved to hide himself from me. I reached my hand out placing it on his just an inch from touching his cock myself. I told him “Please don’t stop on the account of me, You deserve all the pleasures you can get for the amount of stress you must be under.” as I ended my statement I ran my finger up and down the side of that throbbing cock I so wanted to stroke it too. My touch my him twitch and let out a little moan. As I pulled back my hand ready to leave and give him his privacy his hand wrapped around my wrist. “Can you stay?” he asked.

My heart sped up and a grin spread across my face. “Of course sir this little office whore is at your service”. I said as I went back to shut and lock the door, his eyes watching my every movement. While walking back I began to unbutton my blouse so the full effects of this push-up bra could be seen, making my chest look like a tasty snack to either suck on or ready to be covered in cum, either way, I’d be fine with whatever happened.

Working Sex Slut

I walked back and placed myself on top of his desk, pulling my pencil skirt up as I did. He started to slowly stroke his cock again his eyes never leaving me. With my skirt pulled up I placed a spiked heel on each arm of his chair giving him a full view of my pussy. Bad little office whore Bella hadn’t worn any panties today. First I ran two of my fingers across my tongue and then started to play with my little clit in front of him. His cock stiffened and his stroking got faster. His movements made me go faster as well. He rolled his chair closer to me and I let my knees lay to the sides. I felt his warm breath on my pussy and his arms reach under my legs wrapping around my thighs as he pulled me up towards his face.

The first few passes of his tongue were slow and soft. Next he used his tongue and pulled my two fingers in his mouth sucking them both deep before releasing them. Finally his lips wrapped around my clit and he sucked at it hard while drumming against it with his tongue. I laid back arching my back on his desk reaching my hands into his hair and pulling him into me more. Faster and faster he flicked his tongue and as I yelled out my pleasure for him and flooded his face with my cum I hears a splatter as he came covering the bottom of his desk with it.