Sexual Harassment
Today was my day! Promoted to senior vice president and
moving into the big corner office on the 23rd floor. Ive
worked my ass off and kissed everyone elses for the last
7 years in this company and I sure as hell deserved this.
Fuck all those people I had to screw over on the way up! Oh
yeah, and those fat, smelly slobs that I had to screw on the
way up! Fuck them too! Elizabeth Ford, Senior Vice President
of East Coast Operations. God that gets me hot just saying
it!
First line of business: picking an administrative assistant.
That old bitch out front wont do at all. I saw the way she
looked at me as I moved my things into my office. The snootiness
in her voice as she said, Good morning, Mizzzzzzzz Ford.
Shes probably one of those old-school bitties that feels
she should be working for a man. Id like to see the look on
her face when the first candidate gets here to interview
for HER position!
I got my diplomas hung on the walls and just as I sat down in
my oversized executive leather chair behind my oversized
cherry wood desk, the intercom buzzed. A Miss Landon to
see you maam, crowed the battleaxe. Send her in, I said
in my most authoritative voice.
In walked Miss Landon, black skirt to her knees, black v-neck
top with just the right hints of cleavage, 3 heels, dark
brown hair, green eyes, curvy hips that moved nicely as
she walked, mid 20s. Now Im no lesbian mind you, but I appreciate
a beautiful woman when I see one. And Miss Landon had my appreciation.
Please sit, Miss Landon, as I motioned to the leather
couch to my right.
You can call me Amy, said the woman.
I asked Amy the usual questions about why she wanted to work
here, her background, etc. But her best qualifications
were the long, tanned legs that were crossed at the ankles
as she sat on the couch.
So Amy, you know this job requires alot of dedication and
working long hours, right?
Yes Miss Landon. Im prepared for that and will do whatever
you ask of me.
If you only knew, little miss innocent, I thought to myself.
You got a boyfriend thats going to hassle you because
youre working all the time?
No maam. No boyfriend.
Girlfriend?
Amy blushed at that and said, No maam, Im not like that.
Too bad, I said quietly but loud enough for her to hear.
Amy said, Excuse me? and I just smirked. I rolled my chair
to the edge of the desk and looked Amy in the eye. You see
this office dear? I had to do some major ass kissing and dick
sucking to get where I am. Thats the way it works around
here. You want to get paid, you gotta play. You dont want
to play, theres the door.
Amy shifted on the couch and it almost looked like she was
going to start crying. She finally spoke and said, I really
need this job. Ive been all over town and this is the best
paying job that Ive come across. Like I said, Ill do whatever
it takes to fit in here.
And on that note, I told her to come to me. Amy rose from the
couch and walked to me, stopping just a foot from my chair.
I reached out, grabbed her hand and pulled her the rest of
the way. I reached up and with my hand pulled her head to mine.
We kissed. Earlier Amy said she wasnt like that, but
she kissed me like she was. Heres the deal Amy, you make
me cum and the job is yours. I removed my blazer, which left
me in my skirt and white top. I stood up and removed Amys
top, revealing fully tanned, fully firm, c-cup breasts.
I kissed her shoulders, down her chest to her nipples. I
nibbled her nipples then teased them fiercely with my tongue.
Amy grabbed the sides of my skirt and started yanking that
off my hips. Once the skirt was removed she pulled my thong
panties off. Amys head was rolling back as I worked over
her nipples expertly and had them hard as pebbles. To my
surprise Amys hand ran up the inside of my thigh and across
my belly. She slid a finger across my clit and then between
my pussy lips. Mrs. Im Not Like That, slipped her finger
in me and started fingering my cunt eagerly. I was so friggin
wet by now.
Amy sat me back into the leather chair and grabbed my knees
and wasted no time with parting them. She immediately dove
into my cunt lapping away at the juices that were pouring
out of my pussy. I reached down and played with her tits,
pinched her nipples, rolled them in my fingers. This bitch
could eat pussy! My legs were clamped on her head and I grabbed
her head with one hand and shoved her mouth into me. Amy was
fucking amazing! She was sucking on my clit, then licking
it, taking my whole pussy in her mouth and sucking on it,
fucking me with her tongue. I told her to lick and suck on
my clit and keep at it until I came. Amy didnt seem to have
a problem with that and in a matter of minutes she had me cumming
all over that sweet face of hers. Amy kissed around my lower
half for a few minutes before coming up for air. I sure did
a number on her face; she was a mess, makeup everywhere,
hair all mussed up. She looked up at me her mouth just inches
from my soaking wet pussy and said, I hope that I get the
position. I look forward to putting in some overtime here.
As she said that she lowered her head and looked directly
at my pussy. Amy went into the bathroom that adjoins my office,
cleaned up, then left.
After Amy was gone, I went into the bathroom and cleaned
myself up. I just got back to my desk, started replaying
the interview with Amy, feeling wet again, when bittie
buzzed again. Mizzzzzzzzzz Landon, a Mr. Ron Golina is
here to see you.
A guy? Come on personnel who are you kidding? I thought
to myself. In walks Ron, early 20s, 6 foot even I would guess.
Pure muscle packed into a charcoal business suit. Short
dark hair, blue eyes. Round 2!
I cut to the chase with Ron quickly. Asked him the same as
Amy about any attachments he might have. He swore he had
none that would interfere with the job. I asked Ron why a
man would want to be a secretary. I couldnt wait to hear
this. Ron, looked embarrassed and said, Im not fully
qualified for this job, but Ive been stuck in the mailroom
and I saw the opening in personnel, so thought I would give
it a shot. You obviously dont remember me, but I know you,
and when I saw that you were looking for an assistant, I jumped
at the chance.
I grinned at Ron and said, Well then you know how it works
around here Ron. From the mailroom to the 23rd floor is going
to require alot of fucking on your part. I mean alot!
With that Ron stood up and approached the desk. I stood also
and met him at the edge of my desk. I pulled Ron to me and kissed
him roughly. Ron lifted my skirt and yanked my soaked panties
down, turned me so I was facing the desk, but I knew the next
move. I bent over so that my ass was exposed to Ron and my top
half lay across my cherry wood desk. I looked over my shoulder
and watched Ron fumble with his belt and zipper, drop his
pants and boxers quickly, and free his large piece of meat.
Damn that mailboy was hard and hung! Ron grabbed his cock
and slid it easily into my already soaked pussy. He grabbed
my hips, moved in and out of me slowly then really started
pumping away. Ron was pounding me so hard my belly was slamming
against the edge of my desk. My tits were rubbing back and
forth across the desk through my blouse as he went crazy
on my pussy. I needed it hard and fast and Ron was doing the
job perfectly. He was pounding me so hard, all kinds of crap
was falling off my desk. I glanced over my shoulder at Ron
and screamed at him to slap my ass. Ron took his right hand
off my hip and leaned back as he started vigorously smacking
my cheeks with his open hand. The sound of my ass being spanked
echoed around the room. Ron would slap the left cheek then
the right, back and forth until I knew that my rear was nothing
but red and pink skin. After about the fifteenth slap or
so I lost count, and I felt myself cumming on Rons rigid
cock. Ron was a machine, he wasnt even close to cumming
and I had to encourage him. After all I did have work to do.
I reached underneath us and started playing with his balls.
I squeezed them and rolled them, pinched them anything
I could think of. That did the trick as I felt Ron slow his
pace and stiffen. I felt the first shot of cum deep inside
of my cunt and I immediately pushed Ron back, out of my pussy,
spun around, got hit in the belly with cum and dropped to
my knees. He had a few spurts left in him that landed on my
tongue and then I sucked that mailboy clean. My juices and
his mixed in my mouth in a tasty sex cocktail. Ron stuffed
his sticky cock back into his boxers, finished dressing,
then left.
Once again, I cleaned up then returned to my desk. I called
down to personnel and told them that the opening has been
filled. I would require two assistants be hired as I had
a major project ahead and would need three people working
at it. Amy and Ron start Monday.
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