Brenda arrived at the banking concern and was shown into Mr. Donley's place. Mr. Donely had called Brenda early on that morning, just after her husband, bull's eye had left for piece of work and her daughter, Kaylie, had headed off to school. He said he needed to see her immediately to talk about authoritative financial matter, but wouldn't say more over the phone.

Mr. Donley was sitting behind his desk with a whacky grinning on his font when his writing table showed Brenda in. He dismissed his secretaire, then turned his tending back to Brenda, struggling mightily to keep his eyes off her bureau and focused on her eye. Brenda was an attractive, 37 year-old woman, with foresighted, auburn pilus casually pulled back into a jigger tush, and big, natural 35E knocker that were hard to discount. She rarely wore a bra, and wasn't wearing one that dayspring, and Mr. Donley's eyes kept darting down to the blow her tit were making in the slender fabric of her low cut, silk blouse.

Brenda smiled to herself, thinking she had the advantage in whatever conversation was about to consume place, and said,"What's this all about, Mr. Donley….your cryptic phone call this cockcrow was very disturbing."

Still grinning that ridiculous grin, Mr. Donley got up from his desk and walked over to his power room access, locking it as he said,"You can call up me Jim, Brenda. And that birdsong was meant to be cryptic. I wanted you in my agency this good morning to discuss this matter."

"Ok….'Jim'….what matter are we discussing ?"

Jim returned to tend against the figurehead edge of his desk….right in front of Brenda, maybe two infantry from where she sat…and positioned himself so he could look down her blouse at her impressive boobs, as he said,"I've uncovered evidence that you've been stealing money from your daughter's faith fund left to her by your father-in-law three years ago."

Brenda went white, but tried desperately to conceal her obvious guilt…."What ? No way…what on terra firma are you talking about ?"

Jim's smile faded and he said,"Can it, Brenda. It's been going on for over a year, and you've managed to defalcate nearly $ 78,000. That's not a small-scale thing….this involves authorities, poky time and a perm felony record."

With her mind spinning, Brenda's eyes teared up, and she began stuttering and mumbling…trying to get hold a solution that might get her out of this bind.

"M-m-my God, Jim….how did you find out ?"

"Doesn't really thing, Brenda….I've discovered it, and my options are extremely limited on how to handle it."

Brenda heard"options ”, and it suddenly registered in her encephalon that Jim had locked his office door at the showtime of this discussion. Thinking she might have a way out of this, she leaned forward, giving Jim a clear persuasion down her blouse all the way to her teat, and shaking her berm just a little bit so that her titmouse swayed slightly, getting Jim's undivided attention.

seeing Brenda re-position herself in her chair for his welfare, Jim smiled again and said,"Ahhhh…. I think we're on the like page."

He put his hands on the sharpness of his desk on either side of his pelvic girdle and spread his legs wide, clearly indicating what he wanted from Brenda.

"I can veil your embezzling transactions until you've had a hazard to pay back the trust fund….as long as you treat me nice."He glanced at his crotch…where his cock was now semi-hard and making a crystalize outline down one leg of his pants…then back into Brenda's eyes.

Realizing she had no choice, and relieved that authorities might not get involved, Brenda nodded slightly, then reached out with one hand and ran her digit up and down the length of Jim's growing dick. She gently squeezed his prick, then used her fingers and thumb to rub the bulblike tip through his slacks.

With her other paw she pulled down his slide fastener and fished out his stiffening penis and nutsack, sliding her hand from the base to the headland and back again, watching it grow in her hand as she stroked it.

Jim used one of his workforce to unbutton Brenda's blouse, then pulled both of her tits out so that they swung freely between them, while he used the other hand to grab the book binding of her head and pulled her sass toward his engorged prick.

"Suck it, Brenda,"he said.

As Brenda opened up and sucked the tip of his rooster into her mouth, Jim used both hands to fondle her swaying boobs and pull on her stiffening nipples.

He closed his heart, moaning,"My God, that feels large. I've been dreaming of having you suck my cock since you and your married man opened your first score here."

Brenda mumbled something unintelligible around the diaphysis of Jim's rooster, as she bobbed her head back and forth, using one hired hand to jerk his rigid celestial pole and the other to rub down his dangling balls.

Jim continued moaning and squeezing her breasts hanging out of her receptive blouse, rocking his hips and shoving his pecker against the back of her throat. Suddenly, his breath caught and he grabbed the back of Brenda's head, shoving his hips forward and blasting several current of cum into Brenda's warm mouth.

Brenda coughed and sputtered, but managed to swallow virtually of Jim's encumbrance, allowing only a few drops to disgorge out past her lips and drip mold onto her exposed boobs.

Brenda pulled Jim's hammer out of her back talk and started to button up her blouse, but Jim stopped her.

"Nope….leave them out,"he said, reaching down to cabbage her tits up by pulling on each mamilla. Then he let them go and check her bosom swing back and Forth, bouncing slightly after he dropped them. With a loathly grin still plastered on his grimace, he shoved his putz back into her mouth and said,"Now, clean off my dick."

As she sucked and licked his still semi-hard rod, using her deal to pull up out the last drops of cum from the tip, Jim stood with his helping hand on his rose hip and started dictating the terms of their situation.

"The only way this will bring is if you pay back the money you stole from your daughter's trust before she gets legal detainment of the fund."As he spoke, he took one hand off his hip and grabbed the vertebral column of her head teacher, encouraging her to suck his still hard stopcock deeper into her warm, wet mouth.

"I don't care if you get a job, take up the money, or steal it from someone else….I'll go on the evidence of your defalcation in this depository financial institution hidden as long as you repay the missing money by your girl's eighteenth birthday….are we clear ?"

Without taking his dick out of her sass, Brenda nodded slightly and mumbled,"yeebth"around his shaft.

Jim was enjoying the aftermath of his late climax, and Brenda's warmly sass sliding up and down his slowly shrinking rod as he continued explaining the situation."And until you've repaid the money you've stolen, I'll expect you in my office every week….no bra, no panties, and only dresses or skirts…easy access….you understand what I'm saying ?"

Again, Brenda nodded slightly and again murmured her accord around his almost soft prick.

Finally, Jim allowed Brenda to commit her lip off of his spent cock and told her,"Now, put it away and zip me up."

Once she had done that, he handed her a box of tissue from his desk so she could clean the dripping cum off her rima oris and tits.

She stood up, buttoned her blouse and adjusted her skirt as she got ready to provide. Mr. Donley reached over and pinched one pap through her blouse, then the other, as he looked her in the center and said,"This was pose, Brenda….I'm already looking forward to side by side week."

Blushing, and with her eyes downcast, Brenda left Jim's office and drove home, wondering the whole way how the nether region she was going to figure out this problem.

The adopt workweek, Brenda went to the bank, as instructed, and was shown into Jim's office by his secretary, who ushered her in and closed the door behind her as she left. Jim was on the phone behind his desk and motioned for Brenda to lock in the door after the writing table was gone. After she did that, Jim waved her over to his English of the desk as he continued his business enterprise discussion on the phone.

As Brenda stepped around his desk, she could see that he already had his zipper down, with his semi-hard prick pulled out of his quagmire and dangling between his spread legs. With more than motion, Jim indicated he wanted Brenda to kneel between his pegleg and start sucking his cock. Brenda sighed and knelt, then grabbed Jim's dick and started stroking it as she slid the tip into her mouth.

Jim continued his phone conversation as he gently rocked his hips into Brenda's bobbing head teacher and pumping fist. After he was finally done on the phone call, he hung up, grabbed the cover of Brenda's head with both hands, and started pounding his rigid magnetic pole deep into her mouth, bouncing off the dorsum of her throat with every thrust. He moaned as Brenda sucked and stroked his growing shaft, until it was fully erect. Then he pulled it out of Brenda's mouth and pulled her up to her feet.

Brenda was wearing a wrap-around summer clothes with a halter top tied behind her neck opening, with no bra or panties, as instructed….her breasts were barely contained, and her nipple made absolved bumps in the soft fabric. Jim untied her halter top and let it drop, freeing her heavy breasts to sway back and Forth in front of him. He squeezed both teat so that the nipples were standing out a bit, then pulled them up to his mouth, sucking on one for a few seconds, followed by the other.

Brenda was surprised and a small embarrassed that Jim's rough treatment while she was sucking his dick, and now the belligerent treatment of her pinhead, was having an effect on her. She couldn't help it….she felt her pussy getting wet as he nibbled on her nipples….she let out a soft moan and closed her eyes as Jim continued pulling on her stiff nipples with his teeth. After a bit or two, he pulled her mammilla out of his mouth with a ‘ plop ’, and playfully slapped her boob to observe them swing back and Forth in front of him.

After enjoying Brenda's swaying breasts for a spell, Jim spun her around and roughly pushed her forward until she was bending over the edge of his desk, supporting herself with her custody on the desk and her punishing breast swaying beneath her. Jim tossed the seat of her dress up onto her humbled book binding, exposing her dripping wet pussy between her spread stage. With one hand he grabbed his clay rod, and used his other handwriting to grab her hips, then lined up his hammer and shoved it recondite into her cunt with one massive push.

Brenda let out a grunt, as her thighs pressed up against the edge of Jim's desk and her bosom swung forward, bumping her chin from the force of his thrust. Jim started moving his pelvic arch back and forth until he found a rhythm, then began hammering away at Brenda's pussy from behind, slamming her against the desk and making her boobs clap into each other with every push.

Brenda was again surprised when an intense, tingly orgasm suddenly coursed through her organic structure, causing her to shut down her middle and moan in between the grunts caused by Jim's pounding cock.

"Uhnnn…uhnnn….oh, fuck…..uhnnn…that….feels….amazing….uhnnn….shit, I'm cumming…. uhnnn…uhnnn….. ahhhhhhhhhhhhhh….holy damn, Jim….what the fuck are you doing to me ?"

In response, Jim pulled Brenda's hips hard against his torso, as he slammed his englut prick as far into her snatch as it would go, blasting rope after rope of hot, creamy jizzm deep inside her pussy.

He grunted as each cum bam sprayed the walls of Brenda's snatch,"Uhnnn….uhnnn…uhnnn….oh, yeah…uhnnn… fucking fantastic….uhnnn….uhnnn….my God, that feels great."

After sliding his pecker in and out of Brenda's sopping wet pussy for a few More minutes, Jim slowly pulled his glistening cock out of her vagina, and stood behind her facing pages wooden leg, watching his gooey load drip out of her uncover pussy and drip onto the base beneath her.

"spell around and clean me off,"Jim said as Brenda lay on the desk, catching her breath.

Brenda did as she was told, kneeling between Jim's legs and sucking the head of his dangling cock into her mouth, licking it houseclean with her back talk and tongue. When she was done, she shoved it back into his drop-off and pulled up his zipper.

Jim tossed a box of tissue paper to her from his background, and….still squatting in figurehead of his spread legs….Brenda wiped away the cum dripping from her pussy lips, and cleaned up the muckle that had leaked onto the floor.

Jim helped her point of view back up, then played with her knocker and pinched her nipples as she re-tied her halter top at the base of her cervix and adjusted her dress around her hips. Then he walked her to the situation door, unlocked it and ushered her out into the lobby.

"See you next workweek,"he said with a shit-eating grin.

Brenda blushed and kept her head down as she made her way out of the bank.

And thus began a weekly routine…..Brenda went to Mr. Donley's position at the bank every week…usually Thursday's around lunchtime. She also got a job and began slowly reimbursing Kaylie's trust fund. She surprised herself, and Mr. Donley, by paying back the integral stolen amount just a few months before Kaylie gained access to her confidence. To sustain her secret, she continued her weekly trips to Mr. Donley's office, where he fucked her on and around his desk for another ten calendar month, until he got transferred to a Benjamin West sea-coast ramification of the bank.

Brenda's husband, Mark, never caught on to the situation at the depository financial institution, and - of course - Kaylie knew nothing about it. After Jim's transfer, Brenda found herself working later and later at the office, eventually staying belated twice a workweek to work with her foreman on"special undertaking".