Fucking the Secretary – I Finally Fuck My Boss

I Wanted His Eyes On Me

If you think fucking the secretary is every man’s fantasy, you should hear mine—because I’ve been fantasizing about fucking my boss for months. He’s older, much more confident. The kind of man who’s used to being in control. I liked watching him try not to stare when I’d bend over to file something. I knew he wanted me. He just didn’t know I wanted to take him. We were the only ones left in the office one Friday night. I stayed late on purpose. He was in his office, sleeves rolled up, tie loosened, looking stressed. I walked in and leaned against the doorway, chewing the end of my pen.

“You work too much,” I said. He glanced up at me and smiled. “So do you.” I closed the door. The look in his eyes changed fast like he knew this was the moment he would finally find himself fucking his secretary. The one we’d both thought about but never said out loud. I walked around the desk and sat on the edge, parting my legs just a little. His gaze dropped instantly. Of course, he had no idea I was moonlighting as an anal phone sex goddess and was totally sure of my seductive skills.

I Knew He Was Thinking About Fucking The Secretary

“You’ve been thinking about it, haven’t you?” I said. “Fucking the secretary. Bending me over this desk.” He didn’t deny it. He just let out a breath and leaned back in his chair like he was surrendering. “I’m not the shy kind,” I whispered, sliding into his lap. “And I like taking what I want.” I kissed him hard. His hands were already on my ass, squeezing tight as I ground against his cock. He groaned like he’d been holding that sound back for weeks.

I undid his belt while he unbuttoned my blouse. There was no slow build or soft sweet nothings. Just hot and nasty office lust exploding all over his leather chair. He was thick and hard and all mine. I slid down onto him, moaning low into his neck. My skirt pushed up, his cock buried deep, the room echoing with the sound of my wet pussy taking every inch. That’s the real secret behind fucking the secretary. Sometimes she’s the one doing the fucking. I bounced on his cock like I owned it, pulling his tie tighter, whispering how much he needed me.

He Felt Close To Cumming

“You want to cum?” I asked. He nodded. “Not yet,” I said, grinding slower. “You don’t get to until I say.” That made him moan louder. Needier for fucking the secretary fantasy even hotter. I love when they fall apart under me. He begged for it. Promised anything. Said no one had ever made him feel this way. I finally let him cum when I felt him about to break. He came so hard his legs trembled.

Afterward, I kissed his cheek, fixed my skirt, and walked out like nothing happened. He was still sitting there, cock twitching, face flushed. The next day, he texted me asking when I’d be late at the office again. I’ve done all kinds of filthy things like that forced feminization fantasy

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