When you walked into my office, I was immediately pulled into that state of psyche all males experience around attractive girls. I could n't help but notice the slightly darker patches on your white tee shirt, indicating your nipples and that you were n't wearing any type of bra. The shoal 's gym shorts were so tight on you that every curve ball was showing which made my dick twitch in it 's restraints. You were looking down, light-haired hair swinging in front of your reddened side.
I cleared my pharynx and asked, `` young lady Scott. Why are you in my billet today ? ''
You went an even deeper wraith of red, but did n't answer. In all satin flower it made me need you so badly.
'' well missy Scott ? ''
Quietly but audibly you said, `` Coach Tibber caught me touching myself in the change rooms, Sir. ''
My pecker twitched at your words. Oh this was staring ! I knew I should n't go there, but you were just so stark, so hot and sexy and I had to accept you.
''
'' Touching yourself ? ''
You nodded in response.
'' Well considering you do n't listen doing such a thing in public, show me just what the private instructor caught you doing, Miss Scott. ''
You looked up, shock highlighting your middling niggling face, your perfective tense lips forming an O.
'' But ... but..Sir..I ''
I rose, trying to hide my hard on. `` I do n't have all day Miss Scott. ''
I moved to the door, flicked the curl and pulled all the shutters down. With a finish minute thought I flickered on the air-con, extra cold. I placed a large chairperson behind you, right in front of my desk. Then I paged my repository, asking her to cancel the rest of my appointments as I had a serious issue to get by with. I looked at you.
'' Well ? ``
Shyly you moved, slowly pulling down your compressed gym shorts, your face bright red. I noticed that you were n't wearing any panties. I tsked to keep back up the image that I was disappointed in you. You sat on the chair, and looped your legs over the arms, giving me an amazing view of your shaved picayune cunt. I knew this was wrong, that I could miss my job for this, but my shaft had taken over and was tugging at my slide fastener.
You moved your little hand down between your legs, dipping your fingers inside your gob to find some cunt succus. Slowly you started to rub your vain button. I was shocked that you were actually doing this, but god did I love it. I unzipped my pants allowing my boxer-free cock to jab out.i stroked it under the desk as I watched you. You bit your lip in pleasure, a slender moan escaping you. Oh my god I loved it. I decided I had better prevent up my act, and tucked my shaft away.
'' That 's enough Miss Sir Walter Scott. I think you 're enjoying this a bit too very much. Tell me, have you ever had sex ? '' Without a word you stopped and nodded yes. `` And have you ever sucked a rooster before ? '' To that you also nodded yes.
I smiled and waved you over. You got up and walked over, not pulling up your shorts but kicking them away.
'' Now bad girls deserve to be punished, do n't they Alison ? '' I asked you
You nodded, a secret gleam in your eye, a want.
I chuckled and pushed you to the floor under my desk. I unzipped pants, my cock jumping free. Your eyes widened at my length and again I chuckled.
'' Suck it '' I ordered you.
Without vacillation you grabbed my rod and brought it to your mouth. You kissed the head lightly before shoving it cryptical into your throat, your rim wrapped around my lolly tightly. I moaned and buried my mitt in your fuzz, pushing my hammer down further. You did n't gag, just happily sucked my cock as I fucked your throat. You were so ripe, felt so good that I could n't help but blow my load deep in your throat. You happily swallowed.
I pulled my cock from your mouth.
'' Now miss Scott, I did n't want to cum just yet, so now I must penalise you. You see, I was gon na return the favour, lick that cherubic cunt of yours, but now I 'm not. ''
I pulled you to your feet, enjoying the sad expression on your face. I pushed you backwards so you landed on your back across the desk. I pulled up your pegleg so I had near entree to your wet pussy.
'' I 'm going to fuck you Miss Scott. '' I told you, just before I plunged my entire length cervix deep into your pussy.
You screamed softly. But looked at me and whispered `` Oh please please do it me ''
Your wet pussycat muscleman clenched around my dick as I thrust it harshly in an out of your puss, you moaned and fondled with your suddenly exposed breast. My pants were still being held on by the push, so they were growing damp with your kitty juice. I could feel that you were growing close to culminate, your groan and begging grew closer together and your breath caught. I pulled out of you and dropped to the death chair. You were completely upset by this, so you climbed on my lap, pushing my gumshoe deep into you and rode my dick, bouncing your toothsome tits in my face.
You climaxed, twat juice spilling over my dick and soaking my pants. Shortly after I blew my consignment inside you. You kissed me then, my softening prick still deep in your wet pussycat.
You got off of me, licked my tool clean and tucked it away. You got dressed and left smiling. I just sat there shocked at what I had done.
I spent the future two workweek worrying that you would dob on me, that I 'd lose my job. That was until you turned up in my office again, locking the door behind you.
'' Sir ? I got busted again '' I chuckled and waved you over.
You climbed up on my lap and kissed me. We both stripped, my dick at your pussy opening. Just before I plunged in you whispered, `` Baby, I 'm meaning ''. And of course of study that made me want to make out you more .... Much much more.


I hope you enjoyed my fib. It was my first so go easy on me. But I can say one affair, it made me very wet writing it ! < 3