Abby and the ceo - S01 E10

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Abby and the ceo - S01 E10

Read Story: SEASON 1 EPISODE 10

I looked at her. She was smiling. She was teasing me. "I didn't think I was, either," I said. "Wow....

The next morning I went into work early, a full hour early. I was the first, at least the first woman as I had my choice of changing stalls. I decided to stay on the far end regardless, maybe there was some kind of seniority. I stripped out of my dress, bra, and panties. Yes, I dressed more practically. The second day still felt strange to wall away from my clothes and enter the office area. I had the feeling of being in a normal office area on a naked dare and I could be discovered at any moment. I spent 40 minutes plowing through more orientation tasks than it seemed had accomplished the previous day.

I was so engrossed in what I was doing that I jumped when someone behind me said, "I've been watching you for 20 minutes. What are doing doing here so early?"

I glanced behind me after recovering, then jump out of my chair and stammered, "Oh.. ma'am11"

"Relax, dear. Abby Thomas, isn't it?" I nodded. She looked me up and down. "Well, you are a stunner like everyone has said. Such an Innocent face to offset with such a lusty body." It was Pam Benson, Director of Administration including Sara's group which was me. I had heard she was 38 years old and like the day of the interview she was dressed in heels, dark stockings, garter belt, and shelf bra. Her nipples were on display and her shaved pussy looked framed by the garter belt. Her hair was black and just below her shoulders. She was about 5' 5" tall with a trim body. It looked like she had C-cup breasts.

Then, it hit me. "Ma'am, I didn't forget what you requested yesterday. I. I just... well, I figured you'd want me clean. Yesterday ...well.... it was a little..."

"Messy? Is that the word you were looking for? Cum soaked messy?" She smiled and I was relieved. "According to Sara you are bring out a lot of firsts for the office." She took my hand, "Let's go to my office. I just nodded with a smile. I thought I knew what she wanted. She told me yesterday.

There are advantages to an office like this one. There are far fewer concerned situations of what is intended. She walked into her office and I followed behind her. I admit to paying more attention to her rotating ass that I thought I had interest in. But I was learning more about myself all the time since the interview. In the office, she turned at the front of her desk, hopped up onto it, scooted herself back and planted her feet on the desktop and spread her bent knees, spreading her pussy in the process. That suggestion is pretty blatant. No coy looks or hinting. Boom. Here's my pussy, eat it.

She was watching the entire time she moved onto the desk and presented herself shamelessly to me. She was partially dressed. I was naked. She was an executive of the company, only two levels from the CEO. I was an entry person underneath her only the second day on the job.

Sure, all that came to my mind but my eyes were riveted to her pussy even before it was fully exposed me. I knew what this was about. It was about yesterday. It was about finding her newest employee ravaged by much of the office. It was about wanting the same thing without competing for the attention. I saw the power and control in this woman as she walked ahead of me to the office. Yes, she was nearly naked, and her butt moved taritalizingly, but she still carried herself like someone in control and I suspected every man and woman in the office recognized that naked or not.

I allowed my eyes to flick up to hers for only a moment as I bent over on a direct course for her pussy. She was smiling, a soft smile, a welcoming smile and in an instant I felt different about it. I still felt her power and control but also saw the woman who just wanted to experiencea and enjoy. This wasn't about ego or power at all and in that look in her eyes I saw that. We were just two women. She was offering herself to me, not commanding me.

When my tongue stoked from the bottom of her pussy over her clit and I heard the sharp gasp and intake of breath, I sighed into her pussy. I raised myself and pushed her flat on the desk. One of my hands stroked her pussy and the other fondled a breast exposed over the bra. I slipped a finger into her pussy and found it wet and ready. I smiled and brought to the finger to my lips. I returned the finger to her pussy hole, then I reached it up to her own lips. Her lips opened and she accepted my finger with her juice on it.

I looked her in the eyes, "Are you bi, Ms. Benson?" She shook her head no. I smiled. "I'm going to make you cum, now. Then, we'll decided."

She gasped and muttered, "Oh... Goddddd I sucked her nipples, bit them, kept them between my teeth and pulled, though gently. I kissed down her body to her shaved mound, then lower, bypassing her clit on purpose. I kissed down her slit, then used my tongue to press between her lips and force my tongue up her slit inside. I sucked and kissed and licked her pussy until I found her hole and pushed my inside inside. She gasped and moaned. I used my fingers to open her pussy to allow my tongue deeper. I took her lips between my lips, then between my teeth. I softly chewed on them. She gasped, moaned and groaned. I moved my lips and tongue up her slit, again. This time I didn't avoid her clit. I took it between my lips and pressed, sucked, and used my tongue on the nub as I held it between my lips. I slipped two fingers into her pussy as my teeth gently took hold of her clit. I gently ground the nub between my teeth as my two fingers plunged in and out of her hole.

"OH... MY... GODDDD!! What are you ... doing to... me?"

I smiled into her pussy as my tongue joined my fingers at her hole. Her hips rose off the desk. I could feel her legs muscles quivering, closing around my head and opening like she didn't know if she wanted it to stop or plead for it to continue. I moved the fingers of my other hand to her pussy and shifted the finger down to her asshole. When I circled her tight opening with my finger slick with her pussy juice, she tensed. When I press the finger into her asshole as finger curled to her g-spot and my lips closed on her clit... she arched her back and cried out as she orgasmed. I, of course, didn't stop. I removed my finger from her ass but i bit down on her clit and sent three fingers now Into her pussy to stroke her g-spot. She orgasmed and orgasmed until she finally pushed my head away, turned on her side, and curled into a fetal position gasping and panting, her muscles in spasm and quivering.

I rose and stroked her hip and back until she settled down, then I eased her off the desktop and pulled her into my lap as I took one of the visitor chairs in front of her desk. I wrapped my arms around her and stroked as I gently kissed her cheek and forehead.

After settling, she eased herself off my lap on shaky legs and used the desk to help her around to her own chair. She collapsed into it and looked at me with wide eyes. "Where did you learn to do that?"

I smiled embarrassed and responded truthfully, "I don't know." I shrugged. "It just happened." She looked at me thoughtfully. I could see her pondering that answer but it was the truth. She was only the third woman I had pleasured.

My first anal fuck didn't happen until the third day. I was wondering what was happening, even went to Sara to question her. She wasn't sure, either. Maybe, she speculated, the men in the bull pen were just intimidated by the resounding refusal from the other women. The third day, though, I looked up from my the work I had on my desktop to find both Sara and Ms. Benson standing in front of my desk. I knew something was up. Had I already managed to do something wrong or failed to do something?