Quic Fix

I knew she was up to no good the moment I sat down to work, the tone in her voice as she said she'd be back in a moment told me something was up. I sat there starting up the computer to log into my meetings as I heard her giggling upstairs. I pushed it from my mind as I started to focus on my work. It was during a meeting with my boss that I realised her plan. From the corner of my eye i saw her enter my home office, wearing the most outrageous maids outfit i have ever seen. Her breasts were almost spilling over the cups, her legs clad in fishnet stockings, held up by the straps of a garter belt that disappeared under the tiny skirt of her costume.

I tried to focus on the meeting as she grinned, slipping to her knees and crawling towards me. Her breasts swaying with her every movement, her nipples hard and showing clearly through the thin fabric. As she moved under the desk my breath caught, right as i was speaking. I attempted to cover the interruption with a cough as my manager started to talk about something with our team. I felt her hand sliding up my thigh and could see her between my thighs, a feral mischievous grin across her face, her eyes glinting with a puckish bratty gleam. Even as i tried to softly push her away i felt the zip of my fly being drawn down and her hand slipping in to massage my hardening length. I struggled to hold in my moan, doing all i could to keep myself professional.

Feeling her urgent tugs at my boxers and trousers i lifted my hips while she dragged them down, releasing my cock, already hard and erect from her ministrations. Through sheer willpower i managed to focus sufficiently to add my thoughts to the meeting. However, as soon as i had finished speaking i felt her tongue softly dragging itself over the length of my shaft teasing the tip, I quickly muted myself as I felt the groan of pleasure dragged from my lips "Oh fuuuck, Fuckkk"

Within seconds her mouth had engulfed the head, her tongue swirling and teasing me. Her own soft moans adding to the sensation. My mind completely torn between the pleasure and the brazenness of her actions. Knowing that I needed to concentrate on the meeting but finding it harder and harder to do so. My focus shot I continued with the meeting my moans muted, as she worked me over with a knowledge and determination I could not have expected.

As the meeting dragged on i felt her mouth moving deeper and deeper down. The tip of me now pressing against the back of her throat, my hips bucking and thrusting involuntarily. Just before the meeting closed i felt it happen; the head of my cock slipped deep into her throat, the sensation overwhelming as she hummed happily. Her eyes watering, smearing her mascara, even as i saw her had moving underneath her skirts. I struggled to say my goodbyes as the meeting ended, with her slamming me deeper and deeper taking only moments to breathe between each excruciatingly glorious gasp.

Finally with the meeting over I closed the webcam down before grabbing her hair, my hand moving over her scalp as i took hold. Lifting her smirking from under the desk. "Fuck, you think that was funny?" I asked half growling, half gasping. Her answer was simply to grin, turning and placing her hands on my desk looking back at me over her shoulder.

"Was it so bad, Sir?" She teased wiggling her ass towards me temptingly. My hand shot out gripping her chin as i pulled her head up, kissing her fiercely and almost to the point of bruising, holding her firmly as my tongue drove deep into her mouth wrestling with hers. My free hand then came down hard on the firm globes of her ass, each strike reddening the cheek as her squeaks and moans of pleasure filled my mouth.

I broke the kiss, standing up straight behind her. Gripping her ponytail firmly as i took aim at the red, hot perfect curves of her butt. Each strike landing with a resounding crack, as the scent of her arousal filled the air, igniting a desire in me unlike any before. Between each strike my hand would caress the curves slipping down to feel her now dripping core teasing her clit before dealing another fierce strike.

When i could stand it no longer, I moved between her legs, driving myself deep inside her. My hand leaving her hair as i grabbed her hips. My fingers digging deep into the soft skin of her hips, feeling the bone beneath my fingers as i slammed myself home. Her name falling from my lips like a prayer. Hearing my own name in the same worshipful tone driven from her with each thrust drove me into a frenzy. Tearing the top of her costume to grasp and pinch her breasts pulling at her nipples as she fell to her elbows over the desk.

Feeling her pussy clenching and gripping me as she screamed out her orgasm, I felt myself approach the point of no return. I pulled out violently, as i forced her to turn and drop to her knees. Bringing my throbbing cock coated in her essence and drops of my precum to her mouth, as she devoured me once again. Her own hand vigorously stroking herself under the ruined skirt. The pure pleasure of this feeling dragged moans from deep inside me. "Oh fuck, oh god, i cant hold back!" The sound of my whimpered moan only seemed to spur her on as she sucked, licked and dragged her teeth across my now sensitive and bulging shaft. Finally, blissfully, I erupted deep into her waiting mouth with a roar. Her mouth filled with my creamy cum. She looked up at me with doe like innocence, only the feral glint in her eyes showing how she knew what she did to me. Swallowing it down with a gulp, she licked the tip of my softening cock clean.

I collapsed back into my office chair, my legs weak and shaking, puling her into my arms as i whispered to her. "You're such a good girl for a brat." Her grin widened as she kissed me on the cheek, "Maybe you'll repay me for my service later?" She winked, walking back out of the room, swaying her hips seductively. Her elegant gait keeping my eyes fixed upon her. "Don't work too hard" she called, turning to show me the full extent of her ruined outfit. "I'll need more later."