Quick And Dirty 7

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I've been flirting with him for weeks, giving him sultry looks, dropping little hints that I might be interested in hooking up. But for some reason, today is the day he makes his move.

I stop by his office to see if he has time to create a mock-up for a new print ad. "I don't need much," I say. "Just something quick and dirty...."

"I know exactly what you need," he growls, grabbing me and pushing me against the wall, kissing me frantically.

His hands are all over me, going up my skirt, grabbing at my tits.

We shouldn't be doing this. I'm married. He's married. But that's what makes it so hot. I want this just as much as he does. I grab his hard cock through his trousers, and start rubbing it.

"Ok," I moan. "But this is strictly a one-off. I don't want any complications."

"One and done," he agrees, and starts tearing my clothes off.

Oh wow he works fast. In a few seconds he's got me completely naked. My work outfit lies strewn around me on the floor of his office.

He pushes me down to my knees and whips out his cock.

"You want this?" He growls.

"Yes, daddy," I nod. "I want it so bad."

"Then show me what a good little cocksucker you are."

I do show him. I bob my head up and down on his cock, using lots of tongue, all my secret techniques.

He looks down at me approvingly, and brushes my bangs out of my eyes so I can stare up at him.

"You're protected, right?" He says. "So I don't need to worry about using a condom...?"

I nod vigorously. I'm on the pill. Bareback is fine.

"Then come up here." He grabs my upper arms, hauls me to my feet, and starts kissing me again.

He's playing with my titties, thumbing my hard little nipples.

"Oh...," I sigh, rubbing up against him. His wool suit is scratchy on my bare skin.

He slides his hand down my torso and between my legs.

"So wet and ready," he teases. "Such a horny little slut...."

I nod in agreement. I am a horny little slut.

He pushes me down onto his desk, right on top of the papers he was working on when I popped in with my quick and dirty request.

His strong hands are on my thighs, spreading me open. I stretch my arms out over my head, presenting for him, showing him how much I want his cock.

It's the middle of the workday and the office is packed. I can hear our coworkers chatting in the corridor outside. Still, I allow him to mount me. This is crazy. I know we shouldn't be doing this, but I can't help myself.

He teases the head of his cock between my slippery pussy lips for bit, then slides it home.

Oh God that's good! He's bigger and thicker than my husband and really knows how to use his equipment. He starts fucking me in earnest almost as soon as he's inside me--long deep strokes, barely giving a chance to catch my breath.

I grab his tie and pull him down close so I can kiss his mouth. He grabs my wrists and pins them over my head. He's got me completely at his mercy now and I love it. I struggle against him a little just to enjoy being overpowered by him, being taken.

I hook my ankles behind his ass and arch my back, taking him deep.

He's kissing my throat as he drives into me.

"Tell me you want my cum...," he growls.

"I want it so bad, daddy," I moan. "Fill me up. Pump me full...."

His thrusts become more urgent. He's getting close. I'm getting close. Rung by rung, I climb the ladder of arousal, moaning underneath him. My pussy is throbbing as I clench tight around his glorious meat.

"Unh-unh-unh...!" I groan as he ejaculates inside me.

I'm such a dirty little slut. Such a filthy little whore. Stark naked in the middle of the workday, getting banged by a coworker--by a man I barely know.

He finishes fast, pulls out, zips up, adjusts his tie.

"Was that quick and dirty enough?" He smirks.

I sheepishly gather my clothes up off the floor and get dressed while he watches.

"So," I say, adjusting my hair. "How soon can I get that mock-up?"