"Are you due back at the office?" he asked quietly.
"Eventually they will notice I am gone. I'd give it about three or four days." She stated simply eyeing him without an expression on her usually very expressive face.
"Did you lock the door?" he asked as he put away the phone that he'd been talking on since she got to this office about ten minutes ago.
"No, it's your office, why would I lock the door?" she said testily.
He cast her a look and strode to his door. Locking it quietly, he walked towards her and pulled her onto her feet. He wasn't very gentle about it either.
"I want to screw." He said without preamble and immediately put his hand into her skirt.
She was as usual, without knickers. He drew in a breath. The erotica she'd been reading between work had got her wet. He didn't know that. He didn't need to, not just yet anyway.
"You're wet." He stated unnecessarily.
She groaned as he flicked her clit a couple of times. Moving her skirt to her waist, it bunched up and accorded him an unhindered view of her pussy. She was now wet enough some of it was seeping through the lips. It seemed to please him. He pushed her back until she felt the edge of his desk on her naked butt. Lifting her, he placed her at the edge and parted her legs with both hands. His intent gaze would have made her shifty but the idea of him fucking her in his office at ten in the morning was a panty soaker.
"Open your legs for me....." he asked in her ear.
It was actually more of a demand. She did as asked; after all, she hadn't come to discuss world economy. The outer muscles of her thighs ached because of the width he wanted. It was wide alright. Squirming on the table, she moved her hips up towards him, demanding more.
He took record time to undo the zipper of his pants and pull his hard cock out of his briefs. His cock had never failed to arouse her. There are many types of cocks. However, there are fewer cocks that are good looking. He had a good looking cock and it helped that it was thick. Not huge like in porn but ecstatically thick with a round knob of a head that did the yummiest things to her cunt.
He slowly thrust in. Once, twice and thrice. The fourth time he angled a little and went in up to the hilt. It felt so good she moaned out loud. Putting his hand over her mouth, he punished her for the noise by thrusting so hard and deep it just about hurt. She gritted her teeth and braced herself on the table.
He grinned in typical male vanity and brought her legs over his shoulders. It meant he had to bend slightly to get the thrust right. It also meant he had a lot more leg power and he used it to the full. She instinctively gripped him with her cunt muscles and he groaned out loud. She opened her eyes and smirked at him. He smiled at the quiet dig.