Torrie stood at the door of my office looking confused as usual. She tried to play the innocent game, but it never worked. She had been called to my office to discuss her behavior and inability to get along with the other girls.
As I walked towards her she smacked her gum and slung her hair to the side. I greeted her by saying "good morning Torrie always a pleasure to see you fired up first thing in the morning" and then glanced back and told my secretary to hold my calls the rest of the morning.
We entered my office and Torrie made herself right at home. My office was on the second floor downtown, so you could see everything, and I left the shades open for people to see in, especially when I had a special visitor and could put on a show.
Torrie was short, she had oversized size dounle d breast, a tiny waist, and her ass stuck straight out. Her skin was darker due to her strong Latino heritage and she has a wild girl look about her. In reality Torrie was a bully to girls her own age, but she craved to be dominated and humiliated by older more mature women.
I left Torrie sitting in my office while stepped into my private bathroom, I needed to get my necessaries ready for our meeting. I slipped an eight inch ribbed cock on under my dress and pulled my lace panties up over it. I unbuttoned the top buttons of my dress some top show my cleavage. I had that dominating motherly look about me; not skinny, but not sloppy fat. I aged well compared to some.