The alarm on the clock buzzed in the normal tone, just like it did every other day. However, some how, today felt different. Pushing the bed sheets off her scantly clad self Michelle made her way to the bathroom. Her bare feet softly padding on the plush carpet beneath her feet. Entering the bathroom she turned on the water to the shower, tested it, and then proceeded to undress. Bending at the waist she pulled down the pastel pink colored the material slipping from between her ass cheeks with little resistance. Flicking them off to the side she pulled off the black cami she had on letting her perk round breasts hang free. Finally she reached up and pulled the hair tie from her ebony hair. Holding that pose she turned to look at herself in the mirror. Her slender figure curvy in all the right parts and her long hair bunched in her fists on top of her head. Her tits lifted slightly, nipples standing at attention, and finally her clean shaven cunt lips were slightly pink and glistening. Michelle smiled. She looked so sexy she thought. Admiring herself a bit she let her hair fall and stepped into the shower.
As the warm water rained down upon her she sighed. Reaching up to grasp her tits and squeezed them gently rubbing her thumbs across her taunt nipples. Maybe a little play time before work she thought? Yes, that sounds good. Taking care of showering she shaved and cleaned up, then stepped out into the bathroom. As she reached up to dry her hair she glanced in the fogged mirror to watch her tits bounce as she shook the towel back and forth in her hair to dry it. Smiling to herself she let the towel fall and her semi-wet form walked into her room. Lying down on the bed she let her thighs part some allowing her long slender fingers access to her already hot snatch. Probing into her wet folds she found that sensitive little button and rubbed on the fleshy nub making her writhe and grind against her fingers. Her tight pink snatch glistened with her juices as she slid her index and middle finger into her fuck hole. Her hips lifted off the bed and she reached up and tugged on her nipple. Moaning under her ministrations she worked her hand faster reaching in deep with her fingers rubbing against her g-spot. Her hips ground into her hand her palm rubbing against her clit as she worked. Panting from her dirty work.
As her long delicate fingers pounded in and out of the slick moist folds of her twat the aroma of her sex filled the room. She could smell her wetness, and it did nothing more but turn her on even more. Reaching down and running her finger over her clit as her other hand continued to finger fuck her she shivered. Continuing to rub on the sensitive nub she groaned as her cunt walls began to convulse around her fingers. Her ass wriggled on the bed some and her hips thrust upward. Moaning and panting loudly she let wave after wave of ecstasy wash over her. After what seemed forever she regained her sense and lifted her soaked fingers to her full lips. Sliding them into her mouth she suckled on them momentarily enjoying the taste of herself, it was so yummy. Lying there she caught her breath, and then proceeded to peel herself off her bed. Retrieving her discarded towel from the bathroom she wiped her drenched snatch dry as best she could before strolling over to her dresser to get dressed.
Selecting what she was to wear today was simple enough. She chose a white oxford shirt, white lace bra, a plain black skirt, black thigh high nylons and her normal office heels. Michelle chose to leave out panties. She felt like being naughty today. She felt like having a nasty little secret no one knew but her, and the thought of it at that moment was making her cunt throb back to life. Giggling at her new secret she got dressed leaving several buttons on her shirt unbuttoned just enough to show a good amount of cleavage. I'm such a slut she thought and giggled again. I'm such a slut and I love it. Spraying a bit of perfume on herself and applying her make up she headed out the door.
Sitting in her car she could feel of the cool air blow over her still moist lips she smiled. Her secret, and that's all she planned it to ever be. The drive to work was the same ole same ole boring 45 minute drive to the industrial park. Pulling into her parking space she smiled and grabbed the folder of papers she had and her purse before exiting the vehicle. Clicking across the parking lot in her heels walked passed a few executives that worked in her building. Several of the men looked at her admiring her curvy form. The way she dressed particularly caught the attention of one of the more higher ups.
The man was no more than 45 and he definitely didn't look the part. His hair was dark without so much as a hint of gray to his hair. He was well built and looked every bit professional as every other guy in the office. However, this time Jack saw how provocative Michelle had dressed and it make his dick twitch to life. A sort of plan created itself within his mind and an almost wicked sort of grin appeared on his face. How lucky was it that they both worked on the same floor, and he happened to have an elevator key? He had big plans and thinking about them did nothing but make his cock twitch to life further.
Slowing her pace as she looked at her watch Michelle knew she didn't need to rush, she was early for work. Just like she was almost everyday. Stepping into the office building she was hit with a blast of chilly air from the AC which immediately made her nipples taunt and poke at the material of her shirt. She giggled to herself. If only they knew what wasn't on under her skirt. Hearing the door open behind her she looked to see the executives she walked past in the parking lot come in behind her. Looks like she'd be sharing an elevator.
As the bell sounded to signal the arrival of the elevator and the doors slid open she walked in followed by the men. Jack took his place next to her his hand in his jacket pocket fiddling with the elevator key. The usual buttons were pushed and the elevator was sent on its way. It stopped first at the 3rd floor to let off the first group of people leaving Michelle and Jack alone. Then it was a quick ride straight to the 6th floor. However, it was going to be much longer than Michelle had planned.
Jack stepped forward and pushed the key into its slot turning it and the elevator screeched to a stop right between floors 5 and 6. Michelle looked at him confused.
"Why the hell did you do that?"
Jack only looked back at her and grinned. "I did that because you're a dirty little slut and you need to be punished." His tone was very matter of fact and serious. Michelle's eyebrows knitted together and she looked at him confused.
"What the hell are you talking about?"
Jack stepped closer to her his hands grasping a hold of her large tits, squeezing them slightly and feeling her stiff nipple in his hand through the material of her shirt. Alarmed, Michelle stepped back her ass hitting the back of the elevator.
"Get the fuck off me you sick fuck!"
SLAP! Jacks hand connected with the side of her face and Michelle's eyes watered with tears.
"Don't talk to your superiors like that you stupid slut!"
Jack growled through gritted teeth as he stepped towards her grasping her breasts again. This time he kneaded them in his palms smiling as he watched the fear in Michelle's eyes.
What the hell was he doing, she thought, why the hell is he doing this to me? Me of all people, but most of all why is it turning me on so much? Michelle panted softly as Jack continued to play with her large breasts; he was now pulling on her nipples through her shirt. He wouldn't do this to her, could he? No. He couldn't. She wouldn't let him. Michelle reached up and pushed him away from her, but he was quick and caught her wrist. He pulled her to the ground and sat on top of her straddling her waist.
"I know you like it Michelle. Don't deny it you were holding back a moan when I was playing with those nice tits of yours, I heard you."
Michelle whimpered as Jacks hand reached down and started to unbutton her shirt while his other hand held her wrists together, keeping her from trying to hit him again.
Michelle started to tear up, sniffling slightly, but what could she do? There was no way she was going to be able to fight him; he was obviously stronger than she was. Shutting her eyes tight and turning her head to the side she felt his hands pulling her breasts from her bra. His hands were cold on her hot flesh. Biting into her lip Michelle kept herself from gasping or showing him the satisfaction of him pleasuring her. She bit down hard as he grasped her large tits, and then lifted them off her chest by her nipples.
Jack grinned and leaned over to take one of her puffy pink nipples into his mouth. He sucked on it hard, and bit into the sensitive flesh. Michelle stiffened. She felt herself getting wet and she didn't want to be. Her body was betraying her and the mound between her legs was hot and ready to have attention paid to it. Jack saw what was happening to her and he grinned grasping her nipples between his thumbs and index fingers again.
"You dirty fucking slut, you like this don't you? You like the thought of an older man raping your young sluttish hole don't you?" He laughed at his own comment and got off her.
"Stand up, slut. Get your ass up you fucking whore, and put you hands on the wall. That's a good slut, do that and bend at the waist. Do it slut don't fucking pretend that you can't hear me!"
Michelle did as he told sometimes more hesitantly than others. She had her ass in the air some and her hands against the wall her tits dangling under her like two utters.
