Sam was at his desk at work, reading a very sexy story on Literotica. He hadn't masturbated for a couple days so his cock was rock hard. He couldn't resist unzipping his pants and freeing his erection from its confines. As he read on, he stroked himself slowly. His mind was deep in the story when his office door flew open. Melinda.
"Ummm, Melinda, you should really knock," Sam said, as he slid forward, trying to hide his exposed cock under his desk while clicking the screens on his computer closed.
"Yes, I suppose I could have, but you see... we have a problem that needs some immediate attention."
As she spoke, Melinda walked quickly toward his desk. Sam was struck by the way her large breasts pressed against the thin white blouse she wore, clearly showing the lace print of her bra. Her long legs, covered in sheer black stockings, stretched from her very short grey skirt to her black pumps. A silky scarf of crimson, midnight blue and gold draped around her neck. As she walked, Sam couldn't help but notice her sensuous curves, those long sexy legs, her long black hair cascading over her shoulders, her ruby red lips and her dark blue eyes that always held a special little sparkle.
"Have a seat," he said.
"Oh, not today Sam, not today." She walked around his desk. His eyes met hers and she looked down at his hard cock.
"I knew you were being a bad boy Sam, but I had no idea just
how
bad." She reached down and trailed her scarlet polished fingernail from the tip of his cock to his balls then gave his throbbing member a squeeze.
"Don't move," she commanded. She walked back to the door and shut it, locking it.
"There, now we won't be disturbed. You see Sam, one of my duties here is to monitor computer usage. I know
exactly
what you've been doing on there."
Shit! "Um, I can explain."
She walked back around behind his desk, moving behind him, grabbed his chair and slid it back a few inches then leaned over so her lips were near his ear and her hair brushed his chest. He inhaled her almond scent.
"What am I going to do with you? I could tell our boss or... " She reached down and gave his cock yet another delicious squeeze. "Perhaps we can come to some agreement?"
"What do you mean?" he asked. She couldn't possibly mean what it seemed like.
"I have something in mind."
Sam started to turn to look back at her but Melinda's hands reached up and held his head facing forward. "Stay facing forward Sam."
He heard her doing something but wasn't sure what. Then, Sam felt her large breasts press into his back, above his chair, and her arms wrap around his body. He felt something soft and silky touch his cock. Looking down, he saw a pair of satiny red panties. Her hand slipped them around his cock and she began to stroke him with them.
"Oh... Melinda."
"Shhh, just listen and answer my questions."
"Yes, Ma'am."
"You want me, don't you?"
"Oh yes," Sam groaned. Her soft panties and hand firmly squeezed and stroked him.
"You would do anything to keep this our little secret, wouldn't you?"
"Yes, Ma'am."
"Do you like the feel of my panties on your hard cock, Sam?"
"Very much so." Her speed was increasing, the soft material causing unbelievable sensations up and down his cock. She was using her fingertips to tickle the underside of his cock. Both of her hands wrapped around his cock, stroking it faster. His balls were ready to explode.
"If you agree Sam, we will do much more than this together. Would you like that?"
"Oh, yes, Melinda. Yes! I would love it." His body trembled, his heart raced and his breathing increased.
"Would you willingly lick my pussy and kiss my ass?"
"Yes, Ma'am." Her stroking brought him nearer and nearer to orgasm.
"Will you wear pretty silky little panties for me?"
"Anything you wish Melinda."
"Does my naughty little man want to cum?" she asked as her tongue slipped into his ear.
"Oh God, yes, Melinda!" His hips were bucking slightly, his precum visible on her panties.
"If I let you cum will you do anything I ask?"
"Oh yes, Melinda. Please let me cum!"