"Yes Mrs. Murrows, it appears the others have gone home for the day."
"Very good Missy," the forty-two-year-old attorney said into the phone. "I've ordered dinner and it should be here in a few minutes. Run down to the lobby and fetch it and come back up here. You may join me for...dinner."
"Of course Mrs. Murrows," they secretary said, curtly, into the phone.
After they hung up, Mrs. Janet Murrows, wife, mother, and high-powered attorney, got up and closed the blinds to her office. Then she unlocked a filing cabinet and opened the bottom-most drawer. From it, she pulled out a collar, leather gag, strap-on dildo, handcuffs, and a riding crop. These she laid out on the desk in a clean, neat line.
Janet then took a moment to straighten herself out while looking in the mirror. She was fit for a woman of her age. Two children hadn't affected her thin, muscled frame. They had given her a temporarily nice set of C-cup breasts, which she'd augmented surgically to keep from drooping. Her blonde hair was a little duller than it once was, but not gray. And her face was still smooth and wrinkle free. Her blouse and skirt were conservative, not showing anything overt, but hinting at a firm, sexy body underneath.
Janet smiled at herself then sat back down in her chair.
Missy opened the door and set dinner on the desk next to the various toys. She stood there for a moment, taking in the long, thin form of her boss. Then she closed and locked the office door.
Where Janet was thin and wiry, Missy was voluptuous and curved. Missy was raven-haired and busty. A natural DD that drove the men crazy and the women into fits of jealousy.
"Hungry?" Missy asked.
"In a moment," Janet said smoothly.
Missy picked up the collar from the desk and fingered it as she walked behind her boss. She rubbed Janet's shoulders lovingly for a few moments, then turned the chair around and laid a hot, wet kiss on the older woman's lips. Then Missy pulled back, her face hardened and she slapped Janet hard across the face with her right hand.
"Send me to fetch food? Insolent bitch!" Missy screamed and slapped Janet again, this time using her left and leaving a matching red welt on her cheek. Janet's eyes widened in pleasure and she licked her lips, anticipating more. Missy grabbed her boss by the hair and lifted her into a hard, passionate kiss. Then she strapped the collar on Janet's neck
Missy was pent up and was feeling particularly nasty tonight. It had been a long couple of weeks at the office. Lots of "fetch this" and "get that." Things that she used to fuel her anger for playtime with Janet. But it had been a long time since she could vent and it was overpowering.
The secretary unzipped her skirt and let it slide to the floor. Janet licked her lips again.
"Oh, you'll get some of this, you slut," Missy growled. She grabbed Janet by the back of the head and rubbed her face into her own panties. The feel of the older woman's nose and face grinding into her privates was electric. When Missy let go, Janet used just her teeth to pull the younger woman's panties off.
"Let me taste you, Mistress," Janet pleaded. "I want to please you."
Missy sat back on the edge of the desk and parted her legs for Janet's access. Janet wasted no time in plunging her tongue into the secretary's wet snatch. Missy put her high heeled shoes up on the back of Janet's chair and tossed her head back.
"Eat me!" she groaned, "Eat my pussy you slut! Oh fuck yes! Fuck yes! Eat your mistress' cunt you worthless whore!"
Janet increased her pace, hungrily lapping up Missy's cunt. Then, to the younger woman's surprise, Janet pushed a finger into Missy ass, sending her over the edge.
