I sighed and stood up, hearing a knock at my door. I told them to come in, so the door opened and The Boss was there. We shared a polite smile, I mentioned I was about to head out. He nodded and said he was too. He stepped into my office and closed the door behind him, gave a smirk and put a finger to his lips, like he was telling me to be quiet. I leaned in a bit, I thought we were supposed to be listening to someone gossiping in the hall. He reached out and grabbed my arm, spinning me and holding it tightly behind my back. I let out a small squeak, confused about what was going on. He grabbed my pencil skirt and forced it up my waist, ripping my pantyhose in the process.
I tried to wiggle away, swing my arm behind me and hit him so I could make a break for it, but it was no use. He had both arms now and he was shoving me face first towards the desk. He pushed me up to the desk, forced me to lay my face down, ass up. He got my skirt shoved up all the way and my pantyhose were fully ripped off my ass now. He grabbed my thong and pulled until it tore, took a big sniff of it, then shoved it in my mouth, telling me to be quiet like a good little slut. He kept one hand on my lower back, holding my hands in place, keeping me bent while he squat behind me and shoved his face in my cunt, ignoring my muffled cries to please be let go.
He started off gently, more so than I thought he would, I almost came as soon as I felt his beard brush against my clit. He took his finger and shoved it in my pussy and started licking and eating my clit. I was a sopping wet mess by this point, my body fully betraying me. He stuffed his tongue in my pussy and I squirt immediately, cum dripping down his face and my legs. He stood up, still holding my arms in place, grabbed his thick cock, and ran it up and down in my juices, getting it wet.