I submit ☺️♥️
He fucked me slowly and deeply. I moaned aloud from the pleasure. My weak voice seemed to echo in the meeting room, with the portraits of the company founders and chairmen looking down at us. My left knee hurt a bit, standing on the parquet floor, but the other was fine resting on the soft oriental carpet.
"I will come in your mouth, Slut!"
Mr Andersson, one of the top bosses of the firm and my father's business partners, growled.
Outside, the music, laughing, and chatter from the office party coulf be clearly heard. My clothes lay spread on the floor and the big table, except my black high heels and stayup stockings, which he had instructed me to keep.
"and don't forget to bring Michael his usual diet coke tomorrow morning, Slut! You know he is one of out more important clients,"
He breathed hard in my ears as he squeezed my breasts and moved inside me.
We had danced earlier at the office party and were quite warm but he had kept his grey suit on. When he had pulled me into the meeting room to discuss "business matter" I first thought he was talking the aboiut the company's business or something about my role as a mere receptionist at the firm.
But instead, he had kissed me and seductively stripped me almost naked. I had become aroused already when dancing, and his kisses, roaming hands, and the setting - the large meeting room with the large windows and paintings - made me even more so. When he slowly pushed me to the floor, put the bills in my open little gandbag, I hadn't even protested.
He unceremoniously proceeded, to open his pants and followed up by taking me. I was too surprised and too excited myself to fler. Mr Andersson wss a close friend of my father as well and both were the same age.
He pulled out and on his orders I dutifully turned knelt anf opened my mouth, looking up.
He smiled so happliy as he masturbated over me.
"Eat my cum, my little whore - Lena!"
I took his load and swallowed all his salty sperm. He wiped my lips and face with his cock before thaking me, zipping up and leaving. I slowly gathered my things and dressed. He had left a good amount in my purse and which made me feel both good and bad.
As I stepped back out among the partying colleagues it felt as if a lot of them stared weirdly at me. I made my way to the bar to get a drink, the taste of semen lingering in my mouth. The whiskey tasted strong and good.
"I will come in your mouth, Slut!"
Mr Andersson, one of the top bosses of the firm and my father's business partners, growled.
Outside, the music, laughing, and chatter from the office party coulf be clearly heard. My clothes lay spread on the floor and the big table, except my black high heels and stayup stockings, which he had instructed me to keep.
"and don't forget to bring Michael his usual diet coke tomorrow morning, Slut! You know he is one of out more important clients,"
He breathed hard in my ears as he squeezed my breasts and moved inside me.
We had danced earlier at the office party and were quite warm but he had kept his grey suit on. When he had pulled me into the meeting room to discuss "business matter" I first thought he was talking the aboiut the company's business or something about my role as a mere receptionist at the firm.
But instead, he had kissed me and seductively stripped me almost naked. I had become aroused already when dancing, and his kisses, roaming hands, and the setting - the large meeting room with the large windows and paintings - made me even more so. When he slowly pushed me to the floor, put the bills in my open little gandbag, I hadn't even protested.
He unceremoniously proceeded, to open his pants and followed up by taking me. I was too surprised and too excited myself to fler. Mr Andersson wss a close friend of my father as well and both were the same age.
He pulled out and on his orders I dutifully turned knelt anf opened my mouth, looking up.
He smiled so happliy as he masturbated over me.
"Eat my cum, my little whore - Lena!"
I took his load and swallowed all his salty sperm. He wiped my lips and face with his cock before thaking me, zipping up and leaving. I slowly gathered my things and dressed. He had left a good amount in my purse and which made me feel both good and bad.
As I stepped back out among the partying colleagues it felt as if a lot of them stared weirdly at me. I made my way to the bar to get a drink, the taste of semen lingering in my mouth. The whiskey tasted strong and good.
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