June 7th. Dropping monthly books at Stéphanie’s office. Hallway dim. Light seeps under her door from secretary’s glow. Heart ticks loud. She’s been my accountant three years. Tall, slim brunette. Always chic, sexy edge. Boss warned: she hates men. Conflicts. But damn efficient. I stuck with her.
She emerges. Short summer dress hugs thighs. Black heels click soft on tile. Handshake firm. Leads to glass-walled welcome room. Empty desk. Phone only. She dumps archive boxes floor. Why not desk? Sits opposite. ‘Olivier, issue last month. HT amount, no export invoice.’ Leans in. Scolding sharp. Buttons undone low. Black bra cups perfect tits. Nipples peek. Flat belly shows. Thong outline black.
The Contact
Stands. Circles desk beside me. Turns back. Squats over box. Dress strains. Ass cheeks round. Thong string bites crack. Twenty cm from knee. Wiggle left-right. Hunting files. My cock twitches. Heat rises. Spin chair behind. Hands grab cheeks. Firm. She freezes. No slap. Silence thick. Breath held. Thumb traces thong. Presses pucker. Circles clit through fabric.
Door light flickers. Secretary murmur outside.
‘Olivier, lock it.’ Voice husky. No more bitching. Key clicks loud. Echoes. Back. Hand dives thong. Wet pussy hairs. Fingers slip in.
‘Three years you nag me. Now I fuck you raw.’ She arches. ‘Finally notice? Been teasing. Dress slutty for you. Take me hard.’
Zipper rasps. Cock out. Hard steel. Press against thong. Rip dress over head. She drops to all fours. Heels on. Bra off. Small tits hard-nippled. Kneel front. Hands grip head. Mouth engulfs. Tongue swirls head. Deep throat. Gags soft.
Behind. Fingers pussy. Two deep. Wet squelch. Thumb anus. She spreads. Slides easy. Moans muffled.
‘Punish you. Fuck pussy for nagging. Ass for yelling. Cum mouth for critiques.’ ‘Do it. Then I strap you.’
The Indiscretion
Bend her over glass. Cold on tits. Legs spread. Tongue laps pussy. Salty sweet. Clit flicks. Rim ass. Tongue probes tight ring.
Cock rams cunt. Hot grip. Slaps echo soft. Finger ass slick. Pull out. Press head to pucker. Slow push. Tight ring yields. Inch by inch. ‘Fuck my ass. Promise strap-on after.’
Pound building. Pull. Turn her. Kneel. Jerk. Cum ropes face. Forehead. Cheeks. Mouth. She licks clean. Eyes locked.
‘Thanks. My turn.’ Slips out. Door cracks. Heart stops. Back with bag. Blue strap-on. Naked but heels. Gel squirts. Fingers probe my ass. Cool slide. Two deep. Gode nudges. Pushes in. Fills. She grips hips. Strokes cock. ‘I love you.’ Pounds hard. I cum floor. She milks dry.
Kiss deep. Tender now.
The Silence
She dresses quick. I pull pants. Unlock. Peek hall. Secretary types oblivious. Smile passes. Out door. Street quiet. Neighbors stir. Heart hammers. Secret burns. Cum dries on her string somewhere. Our deal: try together. One month test. Ass-fucks included. Night falls soon. Everyone sleeps. We transgressed next door to world.