My Wife’s Boss Fucks Her on His Office Desk After Hours

I remember the first time he called me into his office. ‘Close the door,’ he said, his voice deep and commanding. I did, and suddenly, the room felt smaller, more intimate. He leaned back in his chair, his eyes never leaving mine. ‘You’re doing great work, but I think you need a little more… hands-on training.’ I swallowed hard, knowing exactly what he meant. His cock was already hard, pressing against his suit pants. I couldn’t help but stare, my pussy getting wet just thinking about it. ‘Come here,’ he said, and I obeyed, my heart pounding. He unzipped his pants, and his thick cock sprang free. I knelt down, taking him in my mouth, feeling his power over me. He gripped my hair, guiding my head up and down, teaching me exactly how he liked it. I was his, completely at his mercy, and I loved every second of it.

Power Play in the Office

And now, here I am, lying on his desk, my legs spread wide, my pink bra the only thing covering me. He stands over me, his suit jacket off, his shirt unbuttoned, revealing his chiseled chest. His cock is rock hard, ready for me. He leans down, his breath hot on my ear. ‘You’re gonna take every inch of me,’ he whispers, and I shiver with anticipation. He slides his hands under my bra, cupping my breasts, his thumbs circling my nipples. I arch my back, pressing into his touch. He knows exactly how to make me feel good, how to make me beg for more. And I do, I beg for his cock, for him to fill me up, to use me for his pleasure. He smiles, a wicked grin, and I know I’m in for a wild ride. He positions himself at my entrance, and with one swift thrust, he’s inside me, stretching me, claiming me. I moan, my body wrapping around his, and he starts to move, slow and deep, building up a rhythm that has me on the edge of ecstasy. I’m his, completely, and I wouldn’t have it any other way.