by Megan West
And that’s exactly what I was.
The End
First Free Bonus Story
“I know, he’s such a creep huh?”
That creep my coworker Jennifer was talking about is my boss Mr. Wright. But I just like to call him Kevin; the pantry-dropping dead sexy Kevin at that. I still call him Mr. Wright to his face though. I’d hate to come off as unprofessional.
“Yea…such a creep.” I said, nonchalantly clenching my legs tighter as all the sexual frustrations inside of me were starting to bubble over. Jennifer had just gotten done telling me about how Kevin had fucked Sarah, Mr. Parker’s secretary, last Friday. That secretary was the same age as me, twenty years old, which happened to be about fifteen years younger than Kevin.
I wasn’t creeped out by the story at all. To be honest, I loved older men. They always seemed so much more confident and sure of themselves in bed. That was something totally different from all the college boys I was used to fucking. But Kevin was especially different.
Every time he walked into the office with his perfect suit and stern look my heart skipped a beat. I wanted nothing more than to peel that suit off of him and see what was underneath. Actually, I had already seen what was underneath, but only in a picture he had on his desk. It was a picture of him and his buddies on a beach somewhere. The picture was filled with golden sand, palm trees, and a baby blue ocean. But my eyes only saw Kevin’s perfectly cut abs and toned chest.
“So he really spanked her?” I said as I stared across the office at Mr. Parker’s secretary. She was cute, but in a librarian sort of way. I was way hotter than her. But no matter how hard I tried I couldn’t seem to imagine her being bent over and spanked by Mr. Wright.
“Yes! Like full on smacking,” Jennifer leaned in a little closer as if she was about to tell the dirty details, “she told me she could barely sit down the next day.”
I gulped.
“Do you think that’s why she is his number one choice for the new position?”
Sarah and I were competing against each other for the position of Mr. Wright’s secretary. Nobody wanted the position more than me, not even cute-librarian-Sarah.
“Probably, if the sicko spanks her on his time off. Why wouldn’t he want her around twenty-four seven.”
I tried my best to play along with Jennifer’s snide remarks about Mr. Wright, but the truth was the thought of him spanking me turned me on more than anything else.
“I mean you can’t compete with a girl willing to do that.” Jennifer said as we both looked over at Sarah happily typing away on her computer like a chipper library mouse.
I definitely could compete with that. I wanted to compete with that. More than getting the job itself, I wanted to bend over and feel Kevin’s hand on my ass.
“I’m way hotter than her.” I said under my breath, not realizing I said it loud enough for Jennifer to hear.
“What?” She asked with a shocked look on her face.
“Oh nothing.” I said as I gulped against a dry throat. My eyes studied Sarah’s face. She had her red bookworm glasses on today. Did she take those off when he spanked her? Or did they go flying off her face from the force of Kevin’s hand?
The thought made me smile.
“I know you’re hotter than her, but what does it matter? If you aren’t willing to bend over and fuck him he will never choose you. The guy’s a pig.” Jennifer scoffed as she turned back to the computer to finish working.
“I’ll get the job.” I said with confidence.
“No you won’t.” Jennifer shot back.
“Yes I will.”
“Nope.”
“Want to bet on it?” I said with a half smirk. She turned away from her computer and looked at me with scrunched eyebrows.
“Sure. How much?”
My eyes rolled up as I thought of the price. I didn’t think she would actually take a bet involving money.
“Winner buys lunch next Friday.”
“Deal.” She didn’t even need a second to think about it. She was confident that she won the bet before it even began. But she didn’t know how far I was willing to go.
“I’m going to go talk to him right now.” I said as I stood up and brushed a few wrinkles out of my skirt.
“Now?”
“Yep, you’re going to lose this bet today.” I laughed and made my way toward Kevin’s door. Even though I was acting confident toward Jennifer, I was pretty terrified. Was I really going to go through with this?
When I got to his door I gave it timid knock.
“Come in!” I heard him yell from the other side. I drew in one last breath. Here goes nothing. I opened the door and walked in.
I gulped nervously against a dry throat as the door clicked shut behind me. I snuck my hand around my back and switched the lock over as quietly as I could, but I was pretty sure Kevin noticed anyway.
“What is it you want Tiffany?” He asked, as stern as ever. He only barely peeked over the top edge of the paperwork he was holding his hand.
“I wanted to talk to you about the position as your secretary.” I said as I sauntered over to him like a nervous schoolgirl.
He let out a heavy sigh. “What about it?”
“I heard things.” I said as my teeth nervously sank into my bottom lip.
His eyes instantly looked up from his paperwork. “Heard what things?”
My gaze traced up and down his body as I imagined what his skin would feel like against mine. “That Sarah has gone above and beyond to get the position.”
His eyes scrunched up as if he were trying to decipher what exactly I meant. “Above and beyond?”
“Yes.” I said, drawing out the sound of the S and adding a little seductive wiggle to my hips.
Kevin quickly took off his reading glasses and tossed them on the desk with his paperwork. “Tiffany I don’t play games. What exactly is it that you came in here for?”
His eyes pierced through me like a thousand needles and for the first time I was starting to wonder if this was a bad idea. But I was already neck deep in this awkward moment and if I had gone that far I might as well aim for the finish line.
“I heard Sarah bent over for you…” I was barely able to finish the sentence, but somehow I mustered up the courage, “…to spank her.”
Kevin leaned back in his chair and stared at me with a look close to anger. I felt a nervous chill race up my back as I stood there with my hands clasped behind me. My eyes were glued to the floor, but somehow I managed to flick them up toward his face. Slowly, the corner of his lip turned up into a smirk.
“Well, well, well.” He held back laughter as he stood up from his chair and walked toward the office window. “You office girls just can’t get enough.” He laughed as he twisted the blinds shut.
I watched him as he turned back around and made his way towards me. I could see his eyes looking up and down my body. His gaze paused on my breasts and his smirk turned up a little more before his eyes looked up back at mine. I could tell he loved what he was seeing; a cute young secretary that was sexier than the last and ready to take whatever he was willing to give.
“What makes you want this so bad?” Mr. Wright said as he stepped closer and slowly walked around my back. My skin practically tingled from the heat I felt radiating from his body. He was so close I could feel the warmth of his breath.
I tried my best to hide the nervous quiver in my voice. “I want the position.”
“Hmm.”
My shoulders scrunched as he hummed on the back of my neck.
“And?”
“And…I’ve always wanted you.” I admitted, not daring to look behind me.
He leaned so close to my ear he could bite it.
“Get naked,” his words were hot and heavy against my skin and it sent my heart racing. I unbuttoned my blouse as quickly as I could and tossed it to the floor. A chill ran down my back as the cool office air kissed my naked skin.
I started to unzip my skirt just as
he reached underneath it and pinched my butt. “Leave the skirt on.” He demanded in a sharp tone. I drew in a stuttering breath as his hand massaged my ass. It already felt so good. I practically squirmed from the anticipation. Without warning he reached up and unclipped my bra in an instant. I finished taking off my bra and dropped it to the floor. He reached around from behind me and cupped my breasts in his hands.
My nipples instantly peaked erect as his fingers rolled over them. I fell back against his chest and drew in a deep breath as he playfully pinched at them.
“Do you like this Kevin?” I asked with a little breathy whimper.
His hands quickly moved away. “What did you just call me?” He asked, venom and anger on his tongue. A sudden shock of tingles radiated throughout my body when I realized what I had done.
I had called him Kevin. I never called him Kevin; not to his face.
“You will address me as Mr. Wright.” He said as the palm of his hand smacked against my back and pushed. “Bend over.” I fell flat against his desk as he pushed me down. He didn’t pay any mind to all the paperwork still left on the desk and I struggled a bit against a few pens and notepads painfully pressing against my skin. But he didn’t let me move or stand up.
He forced my skirt up over my hips and pinched my ass hard this time. My leg kicked up a little as I hissed through my teeth in pain. “You like the punishment don’t you? Calling me Kevin on purpose.”
“No I didn’t mean—”
“Silence!” He barked as he swung his arm back and landed his hand square on my ass. The desk squeaked from the force of the hit and my skin immediately flared red with tiny prickles of pain. He reached back again for another SMACK! It was so loud that I was worried somebody outside the office might have heard. I tried to prop myself up on my hands, but a few papers slipped underneath me and fluttered to the ground.
His hand grasped the top of my shoulder and forced me back down. My breasts pressed against the cool wood surface as he tossed his arm back and swung forward for another spank.
SMACK!
My eyes watered and I tried my best not to let my tears tip over and roll down my cheek. But the burning sensation on my ass was quickly forgotten as I felt the warm wetness growing between my thighs. This is what I wanted, this is what I had fantasized about and it was turning me on like nothing else ever had. There I was in my boss’s office getting spanked by him like I was some naughty schoolgirl in trouble. With every smack of his hand I could feel that sexual frustration building up inside of me. Now all I wanted was for something to actually be inside of me; preferably his hard cock.
Just when I thought I couldn’t take any more pain the spanking stopped. “You’ve been getting turned on by this haven’t you.” He said, reaching between my thighs and swiping a finger along my wetness. I let out a little moan as I felt the tip of his finger playfully trace up and down my wet lips.
“Do you like that?” He said, leaning down against my ear. “You like having something stuffed up inside of you don’t you?” He pushed his finger deeper inside of me. My leg tremble.
“Yes Mr. Wright.” I moaned, trying my best to push my ass back against him.
“Ah, you’re learning.” He smiled as he forced another finger inside. I could feel my wet lips sealing around his fingers. I bent my knees a little in an attempt to force the weight of my body down on his hand. He knew exactly what I was doing. Immediately, he pulled out, reached back, and smacked me again harder than before.
“I decide how much pleasure you have.”
My heart thundered inside my chest as the stinging pain grew worse. I felt like my knees were going to buckle so I leaned my weight against the hard edge of the desk. My hips digging into the wooden desk hurt also, but not nearly as bad as the spanking.
“Get down on your knees.” He ordered as he took a step back. My heart skipped when I hear the familiar jingle of a belt being unbuckled. I was so excited my mouth practically watered. I immediately turned around and fell to my knees. I tried my best to ignore the pain of my ass as I sat on the back of my ankles and looked up at him with wet eyes. He looked down at me with a devilish smirk on his face. I looked like I was some lost puppy dog waiting to be fed.
As of soon as his pants were unbuckled he reached inside of them and pulled out his hard cock. The moment I saw how big he was a nervous lump formed inside my throat. He grabbed the base of his cock, stepped forward, and aimed it towards my puckered lips.
“Go,” he demanded, playfully nudging his cock forward.
I gave him a playful flick of my tongue on the tip. He did his best to hold back a small grunt as he looked down at me with a huge grin. My mouth open and in one smooth motion I eased the entire length of his rock hard cock into my mouth. I drew in a short breath through my nose as I moved farther down to the base of his shaft.
“That’s it. Now you’re being a good girl aren’t you?”
I nodded my head up and down in a yes motion as I placed my tongue firmly against his shaft and hollowed my cheeks. I sucked hard, forcing a small thrust of his hips as I did. His hand twisted and knotted in my hair as he pulled my head back. His long shaft spring out of my mouth with a loud pop that filled the room. I reached my tongue out and ran a circle around his head before sealing my lips back around the crown.
He grabbed shaft and brushed the tip of his cock up and down my lips. My eyes looked up at him as he watched his hardness slipping to my mouth again. “Such a pouty lips.” He smiled as he pushed his length further into my mouth.
Slowly I eased my mouth down, taking in more of his cock past my lips as I breathed heavily through my nose. I could see his chest rise up and down as his breath came quickly. He thrusted forward and drove his cock little by little deeper past my lips. My eyes started to water as his head teasingly poked at the back my throat. All I could think about at that moment was not gagging. Whatever I did, I had to please Mr. Wright.
It wasn’t long until he was thrusting deep. I sealed my mouth tighter around him. The feeling of his cock against my tongue only made me wetter. His thrusting got so deep that I could feel himself slowly sliding down my throat. My nose crumpled against his abdomen as I took his entire length in; eyes watering, breath sucking through my nose.
He drew back and in one last stroke forced his throbbing hardness inside my mouth. I felt his cock twitch against my tongue as he let out a heavy grunt. With that, he knotted my hair in his fist and roughly pulled my head back. A thin string of saliva connected the tip of his cock to my mouth. I quickly wiped my lips with the back of my hand and looked up at him with pleading eyes.
“I’m not going to come just yet.” He said as he reached down and grabbed my arm. “On your feet.”
I quickly stood up and drew in a deep sigh when I felt his hard dick teasingly press against my stomach.
“Prop yourself up on my desk.” He ordered as he pushed me back against the wooden edge. Without giving it a second thought I hopped up on to the edge of the desk. “Now spread wide.” He slowly stroked his cock up and down.
I did as I was told, spreading my legs wide for him to see my eager wet pussy. “I believe we’ve found a skill that makes you perfect for the job, but let’s see how you taste.” His lips turned up into a crooked smile.
My heart felt like a thunderstorm inside my chest—pounding and skipping against my ribs. He stepped a bit closer to me, stroking his cock the whole time. With a smile he fell to his knees, gripped my thighs, and pulled me closer to his mouth. The lower half of my body practically hung off the edge of the desk. He hummed in satisfaction like he was about to eat a delicious meal. I rolled my hips a little closer, begging him to touch me with his mouth.
My eyes rolled to the back of my head as he reached up and eased a finger inside of me. Then another. He held back a quiet laugh as he watched my legs tremble. His lips sealed around my clit and tiny tingles cascaded down the backs of my legs. He licked hard and then soft, letting his tongue play with me before pulling away
to admire my wet pussy on display for him.
“There’s nothing I love more than a sexy naked girl sitting on top of my desk, ready to be fucked.” His words sent a chill down the back of my neck and I could practically feel my pussy getting wetter by the second. I waited for him to lean forward and lick me some more. Then he gave me exactly what I wanted. His fingers worked a little deeper inside of me as his tongue reached out and flicked across my clit in tiny circles. My legs went stiff as I tried my best to rest them on his shoulders. He pulled at my thighs a little more, forcing my wetness harder against his mouth.
My nails dug into the edge of the desk and I lifted my hips up and rolled against his mouth. Mr. Wright let out a little hum that warmed my wet lips with his breath. His fingers curled and his tongue continued to lap hungrily.