Three months on the job and Tatianna was finally feeling like she was getting the respect in the office that she and, frankly, her title deserved. As the architectural firm's newest Vice President of Operations she really only answered to one person above her, Ian, the firm's President and leading architect. She had always had these problems. She knew that among the male employees she was seen as a sex object and among the female employees there was envious resentment. Standing 5'-9" in her bare feet, with long legs that ended in an exceptionally shapely and fuller than average derriere, a slim waist and 34-C natural breasts, her body was amazing. Her wavy sandy blonde hair and brown eyes were tantalizing and her full lips a distraction to almost everyone. And, yes, she dressed to highlight her assets, why shouldn't she? Five-inch strappy heels, mid-thigh length skirts and tops that allowed a little view of her cleavage were what she wanted to wear.
As she sat at her desk in the corner office immediately adjacent to Ian's, she looked at her long legs stretched out in front of her and felt proud of how sexy she looked. Then her phone buzzed. She glanced at the screen to see that it was Ian paging her from his office. She sat up straighter and picked up the phone.
"This is Tatianna," she answered.
"If you're not too busy right now I was wondering if you could step into my office for a moment?" Ian asked.
"No problem, I'll come right in," she answered.
"Thanks," he replied.
She hung up the phone, walked out of her office to Ian's and knocked lightly on his closed door.
"Come," he acknowledged.
She opened the door and walked into his office. He had the blinds nearly closed as it was early afternoon and the sun was powerful coming in this side of the building. She noticed he had the drapes covering the windows to the rest of the office pulled closed. Most of the light in the room was coming from the banker's lamp on Ian's desk.
Ian was standing up at his trophy cabinet, his hands behind his back. Tatianna caught herself staring at him, as usual. She had admired his looks since the day she came for her first interview. At 6'-4" tall and a strong physique not bursting with muscles like a gym addict, but just toned and fit, he was exactly the type of man that turned Tatianna on. She remembered seeing him that day jogging in the park, shorts showing his tuned legs and tank top not hiding his fit chest and arms. Standing there now she admired how his grey slacks hung perfectly from his tight ass. He turned and smiled as she closed the door behind her.
"How's your day?" he asked her crossing the room to meet her halfway.
"Pretty good actually," she answered. "It's been a long week but I've got everything done from this week's schedule and everything for next week set up and ready for Monday."
"Excellent," he lauded her. "You are amazing. I knew I was making the right decision when I hired you." They both laughed comfortably.
He loved it when she laughed. He loved watching her beautiful mouth and seeing her bosom shake slightly when she laughed. He had hired her because she truly was the best of the best for the job. But he also knew that if someone else had been her equal professionally, he would had chosen her because she was the most beautiful woman he knew. And for three long months he had been trying to figure out a way to let her know exactly how attracted to her he was. He had made up his mind last night that today he would tell her and that was why he had called her into his office.
"In fact, I want to talk to you about how amazing you are, to me," Ian said, stopping to keep about six feet distance between them.
"Okay," Tatianna said. She wasn't sure where this was headed. A raise? She wouldn't mind a raise. But what she wished he was going to tell her was that he wanted to bend her over his desk and fuck her brains out. She couldn't believe she just thought that! But it was true. Unfortunately, she doubted that was what Ian had in mind.
"This is not easy for me, because I do not want to lose you as an employee," he began.
Oh no, she thought. I've done something wrong! He is demoting me or something else horrible! She said nothing, just bit her lower lip.
Ian saw that and it turned him on. He felt his manhood rising in his boxers.
"The truth is," he started, looking away from her, "I am attracted to you. Very attracted to you. And I would like to know if you feel anything toward me or if my feelings are going to be a problem." He had turned his back to her as he talked, feeling embarrassed to be talking about this.
Tatianna stood still during the first part of what he was saying. Then when he said he was attracted to her she started involuntarily walking toward him. By the time he finished talking she was standing directly behind him. She reached around Ian and put one hand on his chest, pulled her body against his back and then slipped her other hand down to the front of his trousers, touching his stiffening cock as it pressed out against his pants.
"I have wanted you since the first day we met," she confessed.
Ian's body responded before his mouth could. His penis hardening. Tatianna felt it. She needed to touch it. She unzipped his trousers and reached in, pushing through the fly in his pants and then his boxers until she felt his shaft.
"I hope this way of answering you isn't going to be a problem," she asked as she put her hand around his cock.
"Not at all, " Ian replied. He turned around slowly and she kept her grip on his penis as he did. When he was facing her he looked down into her brown eyes. "As long as it doesn't bother you that I'm going to fuck you right here in my office."
Taitanna moaned to respond. Then she knelt down in front of him and tugged until his stiff cock popped out of his fly right in her face. It was perfect to her. Around seven inches, the shaft very hard but the head soft as she slid it between her lips and didn't stop until it touched the back of her throat. She clamped her mouth down around it and slipped her tongue underneath. She began slowly bobbing her head forward and back, stroking his dick with her mouth and tongue. His dick felt warm in her mouth and she started imagining him cumming in her mouth so she could taste him.
Ian was entranced. Looking down he saw the most beautiful woman he'd ever seen, knelt before him, making his cock disappear into her perfect red lips. He felt her tongue as it played along the bottom of his shaft and then as she bobbed her head and slid his dick almost out of her mouth she would circle his dick head with her tongue.
"That feels so good," he told her.
She slid his cock out of her mouth and said, "Grab my hair and pump your cock into my throat, Ian. Fuck my face, please." She placed his head between her lips. Ian grabbed a handful of her hair and thrust his cock into her mouth. She sucked it as it jammed in her mouth and touched her throat. He pulled it back and then pumped it in again, starting a rhythm. She gagged a little as he fucked her throat with his throbbing cock head. She loved it.
Ian knew he wanted more so he pulled out of Tatianna's mouth and pulled her to her feet. He starting unbuttoning her shirt and she his. She pulled his shirt back just as he got her down to her thin lacy bra. He roughly lifted her bra up exposing her hard nipples. He pulled her to him, she felt her nipples against his chest hair as he grasped the back of her head, bent down to her and kissed her passionately. Tatianna reached down between them and stroked his dick, moist from her saliva. Ian reached behind her and unclasped her bra. She pushed out of his grasp and removed her shirt and bra, tossing them onto the floor. She stood there in her short skirt and high heels, breasts bare and nipples so hard she thought they would burst.
She watched as Ian removed his shirt. Then his belt. Then kicked off his shoes and took off his socks. Then he unbuttoned his slacks and they fell to the floor. Tatianna rushed over and yanked his boxers down, his hard cock springing back up as she got them down. "Fuck me, Ian!" she said forcefully.
Ian picked her up against his chest, turned and carried her over to his desk. He put her feet back on the ground then reached around behind her, encircling her with his arms. She felt his hands reach up under her skirt and then his large hands each grasped one of Tatianna's full ass cheeks, squeezing them and pulling her body to his.
She groaned as he began kissing her passionately again, his tongue finding hers as their lips massaged the others'.
Ian felt her beautiful ass and then moved his hands until he found the spot on her thong panties where the thong met the waistband and he grabbed the waistband with one hand and the thong with the other. In a sudden and violent motion he ripped them apart causing Tatianna to gasp. Ian pulled away from her and took her panties with him, throwing them aside.
"Yes," she said to him with a catch in her breath, answering his unvoiced question that the look in his eyes was communicating. He wanted her BADLY and she could see it.
"Be warned," he said, "I may not be able to control myself."
"Don't," she said.
With that Ian spun Tatianna around, pushed her back gently but urgently causing her to bend at the waist over the front of his desk. She felt him grab her ass and she arched her back, jacking her ass up to give him the access he needed and she wanted. The next thing she felt was his hard cock penetrating her wet cunt lips and him not stopping driving it in her until she felt his balls slap against her hard clit.
"Oh, Ian!" she screamed. "Pound it in me, please!"
