“Brianna, come in here, please.”
I shivered as I head my boss’s voice. He was the hottest man alive, but never seemed to notice me. Everyday, like today, I dress with a thong of some color (today red) and a matching lace bra, in hopes that he will catch a glimpse.
“Yes, sir?” I say as I walk in.
“Go to the desk, and place your hands on it.”
“Sir?”
“Do it, bri!”
Hastily I walk to the desk and do as he says. I feel him walk up behind me.
“You’re such a good little secretary,” he says close to my ear. He proceeds to slowly lick down my neck. His hands come up to my hips as he grinds his cock into my ass.
“S-sir?” I stumble.
“You know you want me, Brianna,” he laughs as he moves his hands around to my pussy, dragging my skirt up on the way. He gently teases my lips, starting to move a finger into my hole, and then stopping. I begin to arch into him.
“You like that, bri? You want me to put my finger into you?”
“Yes sir, please?” I whimper