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It had been several weeks since my encounter with Mr. Decker, but I had scarcely seen him since. I knew he was busy with the project we had been working on, but it didn't make me feel any less disappointed (or horny) with each passing day.
I certainly wasn't in love with the man, but I did have a strong attachment to his big cock and the effect it had on me. I was so horny at this point that I had already pleasured myself in the bathroom at work a few times this week, not to mention fucked myself with my vibrator (which didn't compare) almost every night at home since it that night with him.
It was the end of the day and I was debating on whether I should make the first move or wait for him to do it, when he roared for me from the doorway of his office.
"Cassie! I need you in here, NOW!"
The last of the workers had just finished punching out. They looked at me with half-pity and half-relief that it wasn't them as they filed out the door. I stood up and walked toward his office. I was a little nervous and VERY wet. I wasn't really sure what to expect, but I was hopeful. I walked in and stood in front of his desk. He threw a file across the desk at me.
"What the fuck is this?" he snarled, "This is the most poorly put together proposal I've ever seen. I gave you the information you needed, so I don't know how you fucked it up so badly!"
I picked the folder up and opened it, my hands shaking slightly. Looking it over, I could allow that it wasn't my best work ever, I had been pretty distracted lately, but I certainly didn't deserve this reaction! I was totally confused. What was he trying to get at?
"I'm sorry, sir," I said, "I'll look it over first thing in the morning and have the revised copy on your desk by 9."
"I don't think you're going to get off that easily, Cassie." He stood and started unbuckling his belt. I could see a telltale bulge in the front, giving away his aroused state.
I relaxed. Now I knew where this was headed. "Maybe I could help you with that? Would that make things better?" I said coyly, gesturing to his crotch.
He frowned and stopped unbuckling. "You'd like that wouldn't you? This big cock deep in your pussy? But I don't think you'd learn any lessons that way. Maybe I should just fire you. I'm sure it wouldn't be that hard to find someone else. Someone who even knows what the fuck they're doing!"
Now I was confused again. Was he serious?! I didn't think the proposal was that bad! It could've used a little fine tuning, but to FIRE me over it?! That was a bit excessive!
I looked down at my hands. "I-I'm sorry," I stammered. "Please don't fire me!"
"I don't know, Cassie." He looked dangerous. "How far are you willing to go to keep your job?"
"I'll do anything!" I blurted out. I immediately thought about the implications of what I had just said. Was I really willing to do anything to save my job? No, I wasn't. I could easily get a new job with the experience that I had. However, I had a good idea of what he might have in mind and the thought of succumbing completely to this man's desires left me weak in the knees. Was I willing to do anything in hopes that I might be able to experience the level of pleasure I had felt the last time around? Absolutely!
He raised an eyebrow, "Anything?" he asked.
"Anything!" I repeated, anxiously. I was a nervous about what he had in store, but my curiosity and excitement got the best of me.
"Take your clothes off! " he barked. His dark eyes grew darker. "This is going to be for my pleasure, not yours. This is a punishment. If you do get any enjoyment out of it, it is purely coincidental."
As I listened to him, I stripped my clothes off unceremoniously. I was turned on by his little speech. I knew he meant business, but I also knew whatever he did to me, I would enjoy immensely. I got a lot of satisfaction out of pleasing him.
He walked out from behind his desk, his belt undone. "On your knees," he ordered, pointing at the floor in front of him. I dropped to the floor, awaiting his further instructions.
"I think you know what to do next, Cassie," he said, his voice frightening low. I undid his pants and dropped them to the floor. His cock was only half erect, but it was still impressive. I wrapped my lips around it and took as much of it as I could into my mouth.
"Not good enough!" he growled as he grabbed my hair and choked me with his huge cock. I tried to pull back, but he used my hair to grind my face onto his dick. "Swallow it, slut!" he said. I knew I would have to start swallowing him while he was half hard or I wouldn't have a shot. He was merciless.
I relaxed and opened my throat. He shoved his way in until I gagged, pulled out slightly, then slid his cock fully in and held it there. I breathed in noisily through my nostrils. I could feel his cock thicken in my throat. I moaned around him. He began to slowly slide it out, then slammed it back in. He did this a few times, my mouth salivating more and more with each thrust. When his cock was well lubricated, he started thrusting hard and fast into my throat. I grasped at his hips and dug my fingers into his muscular ass cheeks. My eyes were watering and saliva was running down my chin and throat onto my breasts. I looked up at him and, as we made eye contact, he slammed his cock into my throat with a particularly hard thrust and then pulled out.
He pulled me up so I was still on my knees, but no longer sitting on my feet. He reached down and tweaked my nipples, hard. I squealed. He ignored it and continued manhandling my tits, squeezing them and kneading them with his rough hands.
