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Secretarys Midnight Fantasies 1

Secretarys Midnight Fantasies 1

by nameyourpeach
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Disclaimer: All characters are fictional and above the age of 23.

Secretary's midnight fantasies

It's 6 a.m. As every day, my alarm clock rings. I yawn, stretch, and turn to you. You are still sleeping soundly, I gently stroke your cheek and decide that today I will bring you out of your dreams in a naughty way.

I push the blanket quietly to the side and first of all, I look at your beautiful upper body. How it slowly rises and falls with each breath. Your right-hand rests around my shoulders, your other arm covering most of your face. My fingers carefully dance over your chest, ribs, and belly. They slip across your hips and down your thigh. I use my nails on the way up and hear a slight sigh from you. Definitely my signal to move down. I'm glad we always sleep naked because I don't have anything standing in my way now.

On the way down I leave kisses everywhere and slowly you perk up. One last kiss on your cock before my tongue licks over the tip. He moves towards me obediently, ready to get some service. I run my tongue down and back up your length and repeat one more time before taking it all the way into my mouth. At that moment your hand caresses my head and I lean against it. As always, with a quiet whisper, you force me to look into your eyes. You love watching my lips wrap around your cock, my cheeks contract as I suck, and my eyes grow wetter. You smile and lick your lips before your hand pushes my head back down. You press it down so hard that I'm afraid I'll choke on your cock for a moment, but after a few seconds, you let go, but only enough for me not to choke, that's how well you know my body. You repeat it over and over again. My eyes tear and I choke every time. But that doesn't interest you.

"My, my, such a good girl, just look at you. Did you want to score some plus points this morning?"

I nod vigorously, still with your cock in my mouth.

"Congratulations, you did. Be good, now take the morning snack, then I'll make breakfast for my little girl".

A small smile escapes my filled lips. My head moves faster and faster until I hear a relieved sigh from you. You can see me gulping down your fat load. After a few coughs and gulps, I slowly pop your cock out, wipe my lips clean and come back up to you. With a grin you grab my hair, pull my head back hard, and kiss my lips gently but firmly.

During breakfast, we go through the office's daily schedule and you explain that you have prepared something for me to wear today. Excited I go into the bedroom and find a black leather short skirt, a pink cotton blouse with short sleeves, black pantyhose with white dragons on the sides, pink platform high heels, about 8 cm high, a pink bra, and matching panties, together a white leather choker with a metal heart. There is also a small note that says "Panties after pantyhose!" Without thinking much about it, I dress briskly. Then I apply the makeup and finally put on the shoes.

We will drive to the office in your car. As always, you place your hand on my thigh, forcing me to sit still.

"At the next traffic light, we stop at, you will take off your panties and hold them in front of your window and spread your thighs wide meanwhile."

"But Sir, what if someone sees?"

"That's what I'm hoping for, now be a good girl and do as told"

Your strong tone of voice makes me cringe and I know that you will not tolerate any back talk. As we stop at a traffic light, you squeeze my thigh gently while I put my hands under my skirt. A truck stops next to us, you smile evilly. I slowly pull the panties down to my ankles and look at you again, but you show no mercy, just nod. I pull them over my shoes, and hold them in front of my window, while spreading my legs as wide as possible, at this point, you could say that my private parts are covered only by the black pantyhose. The driver in the next car is drooling against his window which only turns you on more. Your hand moves up from my tight to my mouth and you run your finger over my lip, pushing my plump and blood-red lips apart before you put the finger in my mouth. You let me suck it sensually before you reach out your hand. I blush before I tie my soaked panties around your finger. You take a strong drag and inhale my scent deeply before putting them into your jacket and stepping on the gas.

It's a stressful morning, you have lots of appointments and I'm trying to support you as best as I can. But somehow I feel like being a little brat and tease you a little, for stealing my panties. When the last dealer comes into your office, I don't close your door completely. The gap is wide enough for you to see part of my desk.

First, I bend down right in front of it, back turned against you of course, since I do know how much you love my curves. I play it smart and pretend to adjust my pantyhose. I run my hands slowly over my legs a few times and can literally feel your eyes sticking to me. I love knowing how to get your attention right away every time, I'm so going to abuse this information. Maybe there will be a small punishment for me today. But it's definitely worth a try. And spoilers, it wasn't that small. I quickly disappear behind the table, lock the door, and take off my shoes and pantyhose on the sofa next to it. Then I sit down on my desk so that you can only see my legs. To make sure your eyes are on me, I lift one leg.

Are you watching me? Of course, you are, right? Ready for a little show, Sir? You brought me some lotion a few days ago, I bet you'll regret it now. I giggle and do a little evil look, then I put some lotion on my hands, stretch one leg up, and slowly cream it. I do it thoroughly like you usually do to me, bit by bit and leg by leg. I rub my toes a bit, watch everything in slow motion, and enjoy knowing that I am driving you wild, that your lips are slightly parting, your mouth is getting drier and your breathing is getting faster. Next, I pick up the tights and look at them, then pick them up so you can see them clearly. I rock my feet and wiggle my toes seductively

Would you like to put them in your mouth? Tights or toes? I'm sure you want both anyway. I know you want it you pervert. You would kiss them, stroke them, lick them, and caress them tenderly. After that you want to please them with your tongue, don't you? I know you, Sir, you would. You want to own them one by one. The tip of your tongue would glide very gently over it to savor every moment. You couldn't take your eyes off them and you would adore them.

Again I raise one leg and start to pull the pantyhose from bottom to top, extremely slowly. I unroll inch by inch and know that you now have a hard-on at least. I can only imagine how difficult it is for you right now and how hard your cock is pounding against those pants, I almost feel pity.

Then I sit on the edge, pull it up, and start the finale. I put my leg on the table, grab my shoe and slowly slide into it. I run my fingers over the soft fabric, tracing the fine lines, and fasten the clasp at the side. I stand up, take a sexy photo, and send it to you with a cheeky smiley face. Still with a naughty smile on my lips, a quick glance at you tells me that you're really mad at me right now. And the photo makes it only more frustrating for your poor blue balls. I'm glad you have an appointment, otherwise, you would surely bend me over the table and test the new bitch paddle from your drawer on my ass. I would lie if I said I wouldn't want to finger myself to an orgasm as you watch, but you are very strict about touching myself without permission, so I won't push my luck any further, well... at least not right now. Before I annoy you any further, I slide in other shoe and disappear back into the corner where you can't see and get on with my work.

When you have an appointment with a customer out of the office at noon, a package arrives for me. I open it and find a white box inside with a red lip drawn on it. There I found a pink toy inside. A few moments later I got a message from you.

"I think your surprise just came, Sweetheart."

"A vibrator? Don't we already have enough at home, Sir?"

"This is our fun toy from now on. And believe me, you will love it. Put it where it belongs and turn it on."

"Now?! Here?!"

"Talk less, do more, little one!"

Afraid that you could decide to do it publicly yourself I go to the bathroom, wet it with my tongue and insert it. For a few seconds, I rub my wet pussy. It feels so good, I better stop before he gets suspicious. Then I press the button ON and go back to my desk.

"Task complete!"

"Such a good girl. See you later and be a good girl."

About half an hour goes by when the fun toy suddenly activates. A groan escapes my lips before I can reach for my phone.

"Sir, can you control our fun toy?!"

"I told you you'd enjoy it."

"But Sir, someone can come to the office at any time..."

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The message is about to be sent when the intensity increases in an instant. I grab to the edge of the table, scratching it lightly, and cover my mouth with one hand to hold back my moans.

"I think that made it clear to my girl that I don't tolerate backtalk."

"Yes Sir, please excuse me."

"That's my good girl. Now back to work, maybe you'll be rewarded later."

During the afternoon I have to endure the torment again and again. Sometimes it only vibrates gently, the next moment it vibrates so violently that I fear I will squirt. I hate it and love it at the same time. When you come back to the office in the early evening, you have a dangerous smile on your face.

"Did you have a nice afternoon, Sweetheart?"

"Yes, Sir. I've done the paperwork, it's all on your desk."

"Great. And otherwise, is everything ok? You're sweating a little, my girl."

"It's all right Sir, I just had to work under difficult conditions today."

"You poor thing. I figured something like that, so tonight we're going out to eat as a reward and maybe go to a Club afterward. Put on the dark lipstick, we're leaving in 20 minutes."

Again I rush to the bathroom, put on the lipstick, freshly put on my makeup, and finally put on my favorite scent. Honestly, I'm so glad I didn't cum because there is no telling of how would he react and I'm really thankful for the chance to wipe my extremely soaking pantyhose. If it were regular ones, I could swap them with clean and dry ones and he wouldn't know a thing, but that slick bastard picked specific ones, knowing I could try that, but still, it made me even more wet, knowing he wants to control my pussy so strictly. Even before the allotted time, I stood waiting in front of the door.

We walked by foot to our favorite sushi restaurant. We sat down outside, the day was windy and sunny, actually, it was pretty hot so I wanted to sit in the shadows, but you pulled back my seat on the sunny side. Not wanting to be rude I took a seat, you seem all mean and rough, but you have always been very polite to me in public. Today, however, I was in for a big surprise. After I was seated you also sat down and ordered for us. As soon as the waiter left our table, your hand was under my skirt. I looked around anxiously and was breathing a little faster. He has not done that before, what is going on? Am I in trouble? I thought to myself.

"I just wanted to make sure our fun toy is still where it belongs, Sweetheart."

You run your fingers down my thigh, slowly lift my leg up, and place it in your lap. OMG, it's so embarrassing and the stupid sun, I'm already sweating bullets... I try to lower my face and hide my red cheeks

"Did you tease me extra today? Did you want to be punished so badly, naughty girl?"

"No Sir, I don't know what you're talking about."

I stuttered a little, knowing damn well I provoked the shit out of him.

"Now you're going to show me what those pretty feet were really made for."

Of course, you don't wait for an answer but take off my shoe instead. Then you quietly open your zipper under the table, take out your cock and caress my foot tenderly. You nod to me as you take a sip of wine and give me a cheeky smile. My toes move around your tip and start playing with it. I have to bite my lip more often because it turns me on a lot. You, on the other hand, are tranquility personified. You tell me about your day and your appointments as if what's happening under the table is perfectly normal. When the waiter comes with our food, I take my foot away, but you pull it back towards you with a firm grip, press it against your cock, and give me an angry look. I try to continue as inconspicuously as possible.

The waiter is a young girl in a tight but formal outfit, I see you exchange compliments with her and that makes me jealous so I run my toes over your balls, gripping them tightly. I notice that you flex your muscular body. You wanted it to be public, so be it...

I do a loud cough and use the situation in my favor

"Excuse me, Miss, could you bring me a glass of water? It's soo hot out here..."

As I say that I slowly but provokingly slide off my white jacket, throw it in your lap, and put on my sunglasses, then lean back in my chair and put my hands on the back of my head. Funny enough I tense them up, I guess I'm used to getting them cuffed. I think to myself and let out a little grin.

"Yes Ma'am, of course, right away"

The girl immediately leaves, sensing you are my territory. Then

I add my other feet to the operation, quickly sliding out of my heel and going underneath the table, quickly, like a snake approaching its prey, I slide my right foot up to your cock, and apply more pressure so you can really feel me. I notice how you are getting wet and moving faster. Your cock moves up and down between my toes, getting harder and harder. When we just started dating, you taught me all the little details you liked about foot jobs, so I know exactly how and what moves to use for maximum efficiency.

Truth be told under my brave and provocative act I'm almost pissing my pants from the stress, there are so many ways this can go wrong, but the adrenalin keeps me going, today I may be as tempting as the devil himself. I chuckle a nervous laugh to myself. As we are eating our sushi I can see that you are very pleased with what I'm doing under the table, so I take my chance and try to relieve myself. I want to be sneaky by sliding one hand under the table, away from your vision, but as soon as I do you immediately speak up;

"Sweetie? I hope you are not trying to slide under your skirt by yourself without permission, are you?"

"No, no, of course not, don't be silly I'm... I'm just looking for my phone..."

I answer in my most convincing and sweet voice I have while increasing the speed of my strokes hoping you will fall for my bluff.

"That can wait, hands on table"

You answer, relaxed but serious. Denied I pick up a sushi roll with my fingers and put it in my mouth. Damn bastard! Never gives me a slip. I think to myself and continue rubbing his cock with my silky pantyhose and then I sense it, the cock is reached its "load up" point, and the pantyhose is so thin I can feel the load building up your fat and hard cock. Then out of nowhere, you ask me;

"Do you want Daddy's cum on your feet?"

This takes me by surprise so much that I am blushing red as a tomato, and gag on my sushi roll, what if someone heard? Does he really need to say it now? Am I imagining things? So many chaotic thoughts but then I hear it again...

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"Do you want Daddy's cum on your feet?"

This time he asked louder and more demanding, fuck I love when he does that. Recovering from the sushi in-throat situation I humbly lower my head and whisper nervously, with my eyes shooting around, scouting if anybody is listening:

"Yes Daddy, please cum on my sexy feet... I mean... your sexy feet"

As soon as I say it, I can feel that cannon shooting its warm and sticky load onto my feet. I almost have to moan out loud when I feel you leaking all over my foot. You reach down and put my shoes back on. Like you tagged me and want me to walk in cum filled shoes. Unlike SOMEBODY, I was edged all day long with no climax, so I feel I will cum from just a single touch to my wet pussy, just the way you want to keep me.

"Ma'am? Something wrong?"

Suddenly I hear a young girl's voice.

"Oh fuck!" I scream out loud. I totally spaced out from the pleasure.

"Yes... umm... khe... khemm..."

Quickly I try to compose myself, sitting up straight and pulling my feet back, wishing I could just lie down and die from the embarrassment I had just experienced. More like he made me experience it. As I take off my sunglasses to look more serious you cut in:

"She just choked on some sushi, nothing she can't handle."

The waiter and I blush.

"We will have the creamy heart for dessert."

You say with a smile and give back the menu, not even giving me a chance to decide.

"Excuse my wife here, she sometimes can't contain herself."

You comment and the writer gives a light smile and goes away.

"Sir that was uncalled for and me, your ..."

Before I finish the sentence you lean in and put a finger between my lips:

"Shhh... we both know you like it, so don't complain."

And yet again my face goes red, soon I might faint from all these hormonal changes, honestly.

Finally, our delicious dessert, a pudding with fresh strawberries in the shape of hearts. When I want to reach for the spoon, you slap me firmly on the fingers. Confused and ashamed I pull back.

"No sweets for my girl. You were very naughty today, so your morning pluses aren't going to help. If you want some of that creamy goodness, you'll ask for it politely and humbly, do you understand?"

I nod to you, lower my head once again, at this point feeling more like a servant, and try to speak as quietly as possible also thinking about my life choices.

"I was not a good girl today and I wanted to tease you a bit. I know I'm not allowed to do that but you had so many meetings today and I didn't see you much. I just missed you and just wanted some attention from you."

I look up at you again and part my lips slightly. You hold out your spoon to me, but before I can take it, you pull it back a little.

"Didn't you forget something?"

"May I lick the cream? Sir."

"Good girl. Open your sexy mouth."

This time I get the spoon and enjoy the delicacy while you look deep into my eyes. I don't know how you do it, but as much as I feel angry with you, I feel even more aroused. Then I proceed to take my spoon, but you interrupt me.

"Na aghh! I'll feed you"

Before I get to protest you slide a strawberry in my mouth, it's so sweet and yummy, and I'm so extremely horny that unknowingly I start to suck on your finger since that's what I'm trained to do. This time I just give in and let this erotic feeding happen, my muscles tense up as I get a tight hold of the table and my nipples slowly get harder and harder, subconsciously I slide my hips from side to side in the chair that's how weak I am now. There I am fed in a public restaurant like a little horny pet, I hate you!!! But I would lie if I said that don't love this. I'm so turned on I could literally squirt if the air blew too hard against my panties, well if I had any.

When I am about to break down and cum you suddenly stop, again leaving me in frustration and shock.

"Check please!"

You coldheartedly say and watch with satisfaction my frustrated, sweaty, and horny ass trying to fight the urge to get on the table and beg you to take me right here and now. You sex-addicting monster!

An hour later we are in a club downtown. The music is loud, people are partying and we look for a seat next to the bar. You sit down on the barstool, order us something to drink and meanwhile, I dance to the music and try to distract myself from being horny all the time, and when I think I have just calmed down from the intense dessert, our fun toy starts to vibrate out of nowhere. I almost fall to my knees and look at you questioningly. A wicked grin breaks your lips as you tease me. I try to stand up but the toy vibrates even harder it is destroying my muscles and my willpower. Before I know it I'm forced onto my knees looking at your shoes coming close to me.

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