The Protege - S01 E24

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The Protege - S01 E24

Read Story: SEASON 1 EPISODE 24

said Madelaine

I did it in record time, handed it back to Madelaine and looked at Cynthia as she grinned and seemed to be taking her time with the papers. At the same time, she picked up the pace of her toe wiggles.

I cleared my throat and looked at the clock, 'We have the video conference scheduled in 15 minutes Ms. Liebert." I said quickly.

"That's correct. Thank you Madelaine, that will be all. We need a few moments to prepare for the meeting with the board."

"Shall I open the blinds?" She asked.

Cynthia replied, "That won't be necessary, we need to prep without being disturbed. Thank you."

When she exited, Cynthia looked at me with the hungriest look | have ever seen. And began to work magic with her big toe. I was appalled by my behavior and turned on like never before all at once. She had the ability to make me lose all control with just a look. She was making love to me with her eyes,

"Aaaaaahhhhhhhhhh," I spread my legs wide and pushed her into me.

"Oh fuck Ms. Carmichael, I am soaking wet right now," she snarled through gritted teeth. 'I want to taste that sweet little pussy of yours so bad...'

"Uuhhhhhhhhh," grunted, gyrating my hips.

My panties were soaked as I ground myself against her. I picked my ass up off the chair and pulled my skirt up so I wouldn't soak through it. We had to leave in an hour for the fashion show.

"You are such a homy little slut, your gonna soak through your dress, aren't you?"

"Oh God, yes, Cynthia, you make me so wet." I said, trying to work a foot up the slit of her dress to reciprocate, oblivious that she just called me a slut

"Sorry Ms. Carmichael, but this tunnel is temporarily closed for repair; we only have one serviceable tunnel today, and I can tell you I am going to service the hell out of it tonight." she said sternly. 1 want to set that pretty little ass of yours on this table and suck that said Madelaine

I did it in record time, handed it back to Madelaine and looked at Cynthia as she grinned and seemed to be taking her time with the papers. At the same time, she picked up the pace of her toe wiggles.

I cleared my throat and looked at the clock, 'We have the video conference scheduled in 15 minutes Ms. Liebert." I said quickly.

"That's correct. Thank you Madelaine, that will be all. We need a few moments to prepare for the meeting with the board."

"Shall I open the blinds?" She asked.

Cynthia replied, "That won't be necessary, we need to prep without being disturbed. Thank you."

When she exited, Cynthia looked at me with the hungriest look | have ever seen. And began to work magic with her big toe. I was appalled by my behavior and turned on like never before all at once. She had the ability to make me lose all control with just a look. She was making love to me with her eyes,

"Aaaaaahhhhhhhhhh," I spread my legs wide and pushed her into me.

"Oh fuck Ms. Carmichael, I am soaking wet right now," she snarled through gritted teeth. 'I want to taste that sweet little pussy of yours so bad...'

"Uuhhhhhhhhh," grunted, gyrating my hips.

My panties were soaked as I ground myself against her. I picked my ass up off the chair and pulled my skirt up so I wouldn't soak through it. We had to leave in an hour for the fashion show.

"You are such a homy little slut, your gonna soak through your dress, aren't you?"

"Oh God, yes, Cynthia, you make me so wet." I said, trying to work a foot up the slit of her dress to reciprocate, oblivious that she just called me a slut

"Sorry Ms. Carmichael, but this tunnel is temporarily closed for repair; we only have one serviceable tunnel today, and I can tell you I am going to service the hell out of it tonight." she said sternly. 1 want to set that pretty little ass of yours on this table and suck that subtly tried to shift weight to my elbows, brought my knees together and raised my ass off the chair just enough for her to slip them off and down to my thighs.

"...end of the day," I heard as I became aware, he was still in the room.

"Thank you, Raphael, I know the team will get it done." she said calmly as she whisked the panties to my ankles. I heard the door close. "Damn Ms. Carmichael, if I did not have my little problem, I would quite like to have you on your knees under this table servicing my pussy, while I had the call.

'I have to confess, Ms. Carmichael, your bathroom door was open that Saturday morning and I watched you make yourself cum twice, talking about eating my pussy. It was all I could do not to go in there and let you live out your fantasy."

She whisked the panties off my feet and seconds later brought them above the table in her right hand as her foot slid up between my closed thighs. I slowly opened them wanting her to touch me again, wanting any part of her inside me, wishing could crawl under the table and taste her sweet cum.

"You have soiled your panties, Ms. Carmichael." she raised the panties to her nose, took a deep slow breath and pressed them against her face. Her eyes closed and she hummed, Mmmmmhhhhhh."

Then she spread the panties out and positioned the wet crotch toward her mouth, shoved them in and sucked my juices off them. "Oh, mu oodness," she mumbled with her eyes closed. "I can't wait to get my tongue in there Ms. Carmichael that slutty little pussy is gonna taste so sweet. I don't think I've ever seen a hornier little slut Ms. Carmichael!" she said, sliding her toe up my slit and pushing it into me.

"Aaaaahhhhh please fuck me!" I screeched.

"You like my fucking foot Ms. Carmichael?"

"Oh fuck, yes!" I said, humping her.

"You Jacked off twice in the shower and then wacked off staring at my ass on the patio, didn't you, slut?"

"Yes! I want to suck your pussy Cynthia, Oh God, I want you so bad. I whined.