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If today was anything like the last two days, it was going to be a great day. I’ve always loved my job at the radio station. Every time I turn around there’s a bonus, free tickets, free CDs, free jackets, etc. Gotta love those freebies. One of the best bonuses was our secretary, Joann. I’ve always had a weakness for Mexican woman and Joann was as perfect as they came. 5′ 6″, brunette hair just past her shoulders, big, dark eyes, full lips, 36C breasts, a tight torso, sleek legs and a sweet, round ass. In her mid 30’s, Joann looked better than women in their mid 20’s.
Until two days ago, the bonus was just seeing Joann. But after discovering she had embezzled ten grand from the station owner, the bonus went from sight to sex. To keep me quiet, she let me fuck the hell out of her. I thought I’d be able to use that to keep fucking her, but she called my bluff. She knew I wouldn’t turn her in. But I videotaped our fuck and told her I send it to her husband. This one wasn’t a bluff (never really liked the guy) and she knew it. Now I get to fuck Joann whenever I want. Easily the best bonus I’ve ever had at a radio station.
I told her yesterday she needs to wear clothes that show off her legs. As I drove to work, I wondered what she’d be wearing. She didn’t disappoint me. When I walked into the station, I could see Joann was in our little kitchen area. She was wearing her white skirt suit; white blouse with a white jacket and a tight white skirt. Add in the white stockings and pumps and she was the most fuckable thing I’d ever seen. Her brown skin looked fantastic against the white suit. “Good morning, Joann” I said as I quickly crossed the room for a better look.
She looked at me as if I was something she just scrapped off the bottom of her shoe. “Hello.” The greeting wasn’t any friendlier. Her voice was as cold as ice. It would have been good if she was nicer, but who really gives a rat’s ass? I was blackmailing my way into her pussy and that’s all I cared about.
No one else was around as approached Joann, so as she stood there scowling at me, I grabbed her and kissed her as hard as I could. Sweet, soft, moist lips. Not bad, even if she was pissed. I released my grip and she back away. I looked around again to see if anyone was coming. Since no one was around, I said, “Nice kiss, Joann. I like the outfit, too. It’s very professional but you still make it look sluttish. It’s a businesswoman hopes to be fucked kind of thing. Now turn around and show me your ass.”
Joann stood perfectly still for a moment before she eventually turned to the wall. She bent at the waist, leaned forward and placed her hands flat on the wall. She even spread her legs a little. It took everything I had not to drop my pants and fuck that spectacular ass right there. I put my hands on her hips and began to grind my dick against her ass. Joann whimpered a bit, but didn’t move. “Good girl, Joann. I’ll let you choose. Do you want me to fuck you this morning, at lunch, or this afternoon?” I gave her a smack on the canlı bahis şirketleri ass and turned her around to face me. “Tell me. When do you want to be fucked?”
She looked at her feet and answered weakly, “Lunch.”
She answered, but I wanted to hear her ask me to fuck her. “I’m gonna need more of an answer than that. Say it. ‘I want you to fuck me…’ And look me in the eyes when you say it.”
Joann looked up at me, gritted her teeth and said, “I want you to fuck me at lunch.”
“What good girl you are. I’ll let you go back to work if you tell me you belong to me and you need my dick.”
Her mouth twitched a couple of times before she finally said, “I belong to you. I need…I need your dick.” She paused for a moment and then tried to push past me. Before she was out the door, I got one last fistful of ass. Joann jumped and yelped and hurried to her desk.
The next hour passed slowly. I couldn’t concentrate on what I needed to get done. All I could think about was fucking the hell out of Joann’s ass. I was so hard there was no way I was going to make it to lunch. I picked up the phone and dialed Joann’s extension. “I’m going to give you another choice. You can come into the studio now and let me fuck your sweet ass or wait ’till lunch. But just to let you know, I’m really hard Joann. If I can’t get some relief soon, I’m liable to do some serious damage to you at lunch. By the time I’m done with you, walking will be a challenge. But maybe you like it really rough. Think about it for a while, then let me know.” I hung up before she could respond.
Within a few minutes, the studio door opened and Joann walked in. She tried to look defiant, but I could see a little fear in her eyes. She snapped, “Let’s get this over with.”
“Is that any way to talk to me? I think you shouldn’t be so hostile towards me. I just want to fuck you; I don’t want to get violent. Do you want me to get violent?” To get my point across, I grabbed her by the neck and dragged her across the studio.
More fear crept into her eyes. She didn’t say anything, but her face softened and she seemed less hostile. God, she looked good. As I pinned her against the wall, I could look down her blouse and see her lacy white bra holding back those two perfect globes. All that soft, warm brown flesh crammed into her bra was an amazing sight. But I’d deal with her tits another time. Right now, I needed her ass.
I let go of her throat and stepped back. “Take off your jacket, turn around and bend over the counter next to the printer. And take your time. A little show would be nice.”
I quickly moved across the studio and locked the door then got back to Joann to watch the jacket come off. She then slowly turned around and draped herself over the counter. Joann’s skirt, which was tight to begin with, was now stretched nearly skin tight across her spectacular ass. I knelt down for a closer inspection. Starting at her ankles, I slowly ran my hands up each leg feeling the soft skin under the white canlı kaçak iddaa stockings. First, my hands roamed up the back of her legs, then down the front. This was the third day in a row I had Joann, but this was really the first time I explored her body. Her legs were firm and silky soft. My hands worked their way under her skirt and gave each cheek a squeeze before I began to unzip her skirt. I let the skirt slowly slide down her legs and enjoyed the sight of Joann’s ass staring me in the face. The stockings she was wearing were stay up hose with a lacy top. Her panties were just as lacy and hard on inducing. This woman must have one hell of a lingerie collection. I smiled as I thought about how I’d be seeing all of it eventually. My hands kneaded and caressed that stunningly perfect ass for a while as my eyes drank in every inch of her body.
I stood up and looked at Joann’s face. It had gone blank. “Smile for me, Joann. You’ll show a little life once I’m in your ass. The only thing is, you can’t be as loud as you were a couple of nights ago. Don’t want anyone hearing you begging to be fucked.” She whimpered and closed her eyes.
I peeled of her panties to reveal the most incredible ass I’d ever seen. With the panties gone, I got a good look at her neatly trimmed pussy that I hammered two nights ago. As good as that was, her ass was better. I love Mexican ass, but Joann’s was better than all the others I’ve seen put together. My hands went back to work fondling her cheeks. Think of the softest, warmest, best thing you’ve ever squeezed then multiply it by five. That’s how good Joann’s ass is.
After getting lost for a while playing with her luscious flesh, I focused on her puckered little hole. I slid one finger, then a second into her hole. That got Joann’s attention. Her whimpering became louder and despite herself she also moaned with pleasure. Her ass was going to be a tight fit, so a little lubrication would be needed. I thought about having her blow me, but I didn’t want her to move. If you saw how good she looked bent over the counter with her ass there for the taking, you wouldn’t want her to move either. The best thing to do was fuck her pussy for a while and let her own juice be the lubricant.
“Are you ready for me, baby? You’re so quiet, it’s hard to tell. I want you to beg me to fuck you and don’t stop begging until I tell you.” I waited a moment and when she remained silent, I said, “I don’t hear any begging. I would be such a shame to make such a pretty ass bleed. You don’t want me to do that, do you?”
Barely audible, Joann whispered, “Please fuck me.”
“Fuck me. I need your cock. Cum in me. Please fuck me.”
Not the most convincing thing I’d ever heard, but it was a start. “Better, but I’m not sure you’re really trying. Keep begging.” I ordered.
When Joann spoke again there was anger in her voice. She probably wanted to sound even angrier, but it actually sounded more like a desperate plea to be fucked. “Give it to me! Fuck canlı kaçak bahis me hard! I want your massive cock inside me!” With that, I slammed my dick in between her pussy lips and sank into her soft mound with such force, I lifted her off the counter. Her head was turned to the side and I could see her eyes get as big as saucers. Joann stifled a cry. I latched on to her hips with both hands and drove deeper inside her box.
“Don’t stop begging, Joann.”
I could tell she was trying to fight it, but she was already beginning to get off. Her begging was just a repeated moan of, “Fuck me.”
I slid in and out of her amazing pussy. My dick was well lubricated for her ass, the problem was, how do you stop fucking the most perfect pussy you’ve ever had? It’s easier when the most perfect ass you’ve ever seen is staring you in the face. I slipped out of her pussy and lined up her ass. As my cock head touched her anus, it was like an electric shock went through her. Joann moaned loud enough to make afraid someone might hear her. She propped herself up on her elbows and shoved her ass back into my crotch. My dick disappeared in her sweet, soft, brown ass. Joann’s mind might hate what was happening to her, but her body was demanding a fucking.
I held on to her hips and became mesmerized by watching my cock slip in and out of her hole. I began to pick up my pace and with each thrust, Joann quivered more and more. I reached around and slid a couple of fingers into her pussy and played with her swollen clit. That pushed her over the edge. Joann’s body shook violently. She threw her head back and let out the beginning of a high-pitched squeal. I had to clamp my other hand over her mouth to keep her quiet. Between moans I could hear a muffled, “Cum…yeah…fuck me!” Just as she let out a cry of “God…yes!!” her body tensed then an incredibly intense orgasm shook her so hard, we nearly fell off the counter onto the floor. I came at the same time, shooting my load deep in that luscious ass.
Joann was still quaking when my dick popped out of her ass. I staggered backwards and just stared at her phenomenal body. A little of my cum was trickling down her leg. She stood there bent at the waist in her stocking feet. I hadn’t realized it as it was happening, but I must have been hammering her ass so hard I lifted her off the ground and out of her shoes. Joann had also given up any pretense of hating her situation. Her face had the expression of a woman who had just been fucked and loved every second of it.
Leaning over her I whispered in her ear, “Thank you, Joann. Now I’ll be able to concentrate on work. Now get dressed and go back to your desk.” I gave her a slap on the ass and she let out a contented groan. I watched her clean herself up with a box of Kleenex we keep in the studio and then get dressed. After checking to see if anyone was around, Joann slipped out of the studio without a word and went back to work. I locked the door behind her because I didn’t want to have to explain the smell of sex in the studio. I sat back, enjoyed the aroma and thought about how I’d get Joann to go home with me. Fucking her at work was fun, but a proper fuck takes time and I needed to fuck Joann properly.
But I’ll tell you about taking her home another time.
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