Kitty walked through the doors of the cryobank clinic with a smile on her face. She loved her work as a collector, and she loved working here. Her smile broadened when she saw Trish in the reception area.
Walking up to her friend, Kitty wrapped her in a warm embrace, and gave her a kiss good morning. "Good morning, sweetie," she said. "Isn't it a lovely day?"
Still held in Kitty's embrace, Trish grinned and replied, "Yes, and it's going to get even more lovely, I think. George would like to see you in his office for a morning inspection."
Kitty chuckled. "Oh goody! It's been days and days! What do you think? A partial inspection, or a full inspection?"
Trish laughed merrily. "Definitely a full inspection. And if you don't mind, I'd like to be called upon to wrap it up. We don't have any donors scheduled for at least an hour."
Sighing happily, Kitty said, "I'd love for you to do that. Any time that you wish. And you know that you don't have to wait for one of George's inspections to ask for whatever you need." With that, she gave her friend another kiss, and went to the door of George's office.
Knocking softly, she opened the door a little and poked her head in. "You wanted to see me, George?"
His face lit up at seeing her. "Yes, Kitty. I certainly want to see you. I want to see all of you. Please come in."
As she did so, Kitty did two things. First, she left the door to his office ajar, for Trish's benefit. And second, reacting to the phrase 'all of you' in George's statement, she started to unbutton her blouse. She didn't rush it, enjoying the pleasure she saw radiating from George's eyes as he watched. Underneath her dark navy blue blouse with its delicate floral pattern, Kitty was wearing a lacy black bra. Its material was translucent, so her darker areolae were now visible to his eyes. In turn, knowing that he could see them was a turn on for Kitty, so her nipples stiffened, pressing against the lace.
Doing a gentle tease, Kitty turned her torso slowly to the right, and then to the left, before turning back to face him directly. That gave George glimpses of her breasts in profile, since she'd learned he liked that a lot.
Next, Kitty undid her skirt, slipped it down, and stepped out of it, displaying the sheer black panties that covered, but didn't actually conceal, her intimate area. She could afford coming to work dressed rather conservatively, including bra and panties, because she now had an armoire on site, to hold her various inspirational sexy outfits. She wore no stockings on these warm days, preferring to wear open toed sandals on her feet to show off her pedicure.
Now clad only in bra, panties, and sandals, Kitty executed a full turn, letting George see her from all angles. The way he was devouring her form with his eyes showed she had his full attention, and her pussy gave a tiny internal ripple, anticipating what she and George were going to do for this inspection.
"Shall I remove my bra, George? Or would you like to do it?" she asked, winking.
He grinned. "Come around my desk, you little vixen, and turn your back," he ordered.
She did so, hoping he wouldn't fumble with her bra hooks, even though he often did when he was super excited. She needn't have worried. He had no trouble with her bra hooks at all, because to her great surprise, his hands went to the waistband of her panties, and yanked them down as far as her knees!
"Ooooo! You naughty boy!" Kitty chided him playfully, looking over her shoulder. "Need to see my ass, do you?" She bent over and wiggled her bare ass for his enjoyment. That is, she wiggled it for maybe ten seconds before his hands seized her hips to hold her still while he planted a happy kiss on both her ass cheeks.
"Okay," he chuckled, "you can stand back up and let me get at those nasty bra hooks."
Kitty placed her hands over her breasts to hold the bra in place as she felt him undo it. She took two mincing steps away from him -- she had to use those short steps to keep her panties clinging to her knees since her hands were occupied. As she turned to face him, she let him get a good look at her now bare pussy. Bare, because the panties were lowered, and bare because she'd had a full Brazilian waxing the day before.
George stared at her cunt like he'd never seen it before. She loved that. Even though he'd seen it many times, he still telegraphed how much he appreciated her display. When his eyes tore themselves away from her smooth smooth labia, they traveled up her torso just as she lowered her bra, like the unveiling of a fine work of art.
"These are ready for inspection, Sir," she said impishly, cupping her tits to lift them.
George's eyes twinkled as he beckoned for her to come closer. She stepped free of her sandals and shook her legs briefly, letting her panties fall all the way to the floor, so she could gracefully slip her feet out of them. Her fingers pinched her nipples and pulled forward, giving the illusion that she was being dragged to him by those nipples. When she got close enough, George's fingers replaced hers and he added a slight rolling action to the nipple tug, which made Kitty shiver delightfully.
Her hands came up to his cheeks, and she gently pulled. He took the hint, and moved his lips to one of her nipples. He sucked that nipple firmly into his mouth, and once it was trapped by his suction, his teeth closed carefully at its base, after scraping over her areola. Kitty gasped, and felt the surge of blood to her pussy begin puffing out her labia. Her scent, and a drop or two of pussy juice escaped from the slit between them.
"Your mouth is turning me on, you beast. It's making my pussy open up like the petals of a flower greeting the sun!" she moaned.
He released the nipple from his mouth, grinning, and said, "All part of my plan." He then treated her other nipple to the same glorious oral assault, making Kitty almost dance up onto her toes.
After perhaps five minutes of this treatment, Kitty thighs were quite wet from the juices streaming down them. They both inhaled the aroma from those juices, and George's cock was now so engorged that it threatened to tear the front of his pants. He released Kitty's nipple, and leaned back, with his hands holding her hips. "Ready to unleash my true beast, Kitty?" he asked, beaming at her.
"Much more than ready, as you can tell," she chuckled, as she unbuckled his belt and opened his pants. His cock sprang out, almost hitting her cheek. She giggled, and kissed its head playfully, but didn't suck on it, because he was supposed to be inspecting her, and not the other way around. She expected George to take charge.
Take charge he did.
Lifting her by her elbows, he pulled her around his desk to face away from the door. She put up just enough of a token struggle and protest to make this fun. He'd already cleared the top of his desk, so he bent her over the front edge of it, pressing down on her back until her tits cushioned her torso on its smooth, flat surface. Kitty reached forward and grabbed the far edge of the desk with both hands.
George sat on the floor behind her, pulling her ass cheeks well apart. "Let's see how this ass hole of yours looks today," he muttered semi-fiercely. "It'd better be clean." Wetting his finger, he pressed against her anal ring, making her gasp. She did something with her internal muscles, and his finger sank inward, until its entire length was buried in her hot rear tunnel. His fingertip wiggled, as in exploration.
Kitty's knuckles whitened as she gripped the desk edge more tightly, and her toes made a soft scrabbling sound on the floor surface as they curled with pleasure. She loved all forms of anal play, but especially the intimacy of a finger or cock being inserted.
