Brenda arrived at the bank and was shown into Mr. Donley's power. Mr. Donely had called Brenda former that morning, just after her husband, fool had left for body of work and her daughter, Kaylie, had headed off to school day. He said he needed to see her immediately to discuss crucial financial subject, but wouldn't say More over the phone.

Mr. Donley was sitting behind his desk with a ridiculous smile on his face when his secretary showed Brenda in. He dismissed his secretary, then turned his attention back to Brenda, struggling mightily to maintain his center off her chest of drawers and focused on her eyes. Brenda was an attractive, 37 year-old woman, with retentive, auburn hair casually pulled back into a pony tail, and big, raw 35E boobs that were hard to ignore. She rarely wore a bra, and wasn't wearing one that morning, and Mr. Donley's optic kept darting down to the jut her nipples were making in the thin fabric of her low cut, silk blouse.

Brenda smiled to herself, thinking she had the advantage in whatever conversation was about to hire plaza, and said,"What's this all about, Mr. Donley….your cryptic shout this morning was very disturbing."

Still grinning that cockamamy grin, Mr. Donley got up from his desk and walked over to his office door, locking it as he said,"You can call me Jim, Brenda. And that birdsong was meant to be sibylline. I wanted you in my office this morning to discourse this matter."

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

Jim returned to lean against the forepart boundary of his desk….right in front of Brenda, maybe two feet from where she sat…and positioned himself so he could look down her blouse at her impressive boobs, as he said,"I've uncovered grounds that you've been stealing money from your daughter's trust stock left to her by your father-in-law three age ago."

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

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

With her intellect spinning, Brenda's centre teared up, and she began stuttering and mumbling…trying to discover a solvent that might get her out of this bind.

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

"Doesn't really subject, 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 brain that Jim had locked his function door at the source of this discourse. Thinking she might have a way out of this, she leaned forward, giving Jim a clear view down her blouse all the way to her nipples, and shaking her berm just a slight bit so that her pap swayed slightly, getting Jim's undivided attention.

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

He put his manpower on the edge of his desk on either side of his pelvis and spread his legs all-embracing, clearly indicating what he wanted from Brenda.

"I can hide 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 peter was now semi-hard and making a make outline down one leg of his pants…then back into Brenda's eyes.

Realizing she had no choice, and relieved that government agency might not get involved, Brenda nodded slightly, then reached out with one hand and ran her fingers up and down the length of Jim's growing hawkshaw. She gently squeezed his incision, then used her fingers and thumb to rub the bulb-shaped tip through his slacks.

With her other hired man she pulled down his zip and fished out his stiffening member and nutsack, sliding her hand from the base to the heading and back again, watching it grow in her hand as she stroked it.

Jim used one of his bridge player to unbutton Brenda's blouse, then pulled both of her breast out so that they swung freely between them, while he used the other hand to grab the back of her principal and pulled her mouth toward his satiate prick.

"sucking it, Brenda,"he said.

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

He closed his eyes, moaning,"My God, that feels great. I've been dreaming of having you suck my cock since you and your husband opened your first account here."

Brenda mumbled something opaque around the shaft of Jim's cock, as she bobbed her head back and Forth, using one mitt to jerk his rigid pole and the other to massage his dangling balls.

Jim continued moaning and squeezing her breasts hanging out of her open blouse, rocking his pelvis and shoving his dick against the back of her throat. Suddenly, his breath caught and he grabbed the back of Brenda's head, shoving his pelvis forward and blasting various streams of cum into Brenda's warm mouth.

Brenda coughed and sputtered, but managed to swallow nigh of Jim's freight, allowing only a few cliff to spill out past her backtalk and drip onto her exposed boobs.

Brenda pulled Jim's cock out of her sass and started to button up her blouse, but Jim stopped her.

"Nope….leave them out,"he said, reaching down to rescind her tits up by pulling on each teat. Then he let them go and watched her knocker swing back and Forth River, bouncing slightly after he dropped them. With a wicked grinning still plastered on his face, he shoved his prick back into her lip and said,"Now, make clean off my dick."

As she sucked and licked his still semi-hard rod, using her hand to pull out the live free fall of cum from the tip, Jim stood with his hands on his articulatio coxae and started dictating the terms of their situation.

"The only way this will work is if you pay back the money you stole from your daughter's trust before she gets sound detention of the fund."As he spoke, he took one hired hand off his hip and grabbed the back of her question, encouraging her to sop up his still hard cock deeper into her warm, wet mouth.

"I don't care if you get a job, borrow the money, or slip it from someone else….I'll continue the grounds of your embezzlement in this bank hidden as long as you repay the missing money by your daughter's eighteenth birthday….are we exonerated ?"

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

Jim was enjoying the aftermath of his Holocene climax, and Brenda's strong mouth 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 power 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 deplumate her back talk 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 tissues from his desk so she could clean the dripping cum off her mouth and tits.

She stood up, buttoned her blouse and adjusted her skirt as she got ready to lead. Mr. Donley reached over and pinched one nipple through her blouse, then the other, as he looked her in the middle and said,"This was amazing, Brenda….I'm already looking forward to succeeding week."

Blushing, and with her middle downcast, Brenda left Jim's office and drove house, wondering the whole way how the snake pit she was going to solve this problem.

The following week, Brenda went to the bank, as instructed, and was shown into Jim's billet by his secretary, who ushered her in and closed the door behind her as she left. Jim was on the speech sound behind his desk and motioned for Brenda to lock the threshold after the secretaire was gone. After she did that, Jim waved her over to his side of the desk as he continued his business discussion on the phone.

As Brenda stepped around his desk, she could see that he already had his zipper down, with his semi-hard scratch pulled out of his morass and dangling between his spread head ramification. With Thomas More gestures, Jim indicated he wanted Brenda to kneel between his legs and start sucking his cock. Brenda sighed and knelt, then grabbed Jim's gumshoe and started stroking it as she slid the tip into her mouth.

Jim continued his earpiece conversation as he gently rocked his pelvic arch into Brenda's bobbing nous and pumping fist. After he was finally done on the call, he hung up, grabbed the back of Brenda's head with both hired hand, and started pounding his rigid pole deep into her sassing, bouncing off the binding of her pharynx with every push. He moaned as Brenda sucked and stroked his growing barb, until it was fully upright. Then he pulled it out of Brenda's mouth and pulled her up to her feet.

Brenda was wearing a wrap-around summer dress with a halter top tied behind her neck, with no bra or panties, as instructed….her knocker were barely contained, and her nipple made clear swelling in the indulgent fabric. Jim untied her haltere top and let it drop, freeing her heavy breasts to sway back and forth in front of him. He squeezed both tits so that the mammilla 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 little stymie that Jim's rough treatment while she was sucking his dick, and now the strong-growing handling of her bosom, was having an issue on her. She couldn't supporter it….she felt her pussy getting wet as he nibbled on her nipples….she let out a lenient moan and closed her eyes as Jim continued pulling on her stiff pap with his teeth. After a minute or two, he pulled her nipple out of his oral fissure with a ‘ plop ’, and playfully slapped her tits to view them swing back and Forth River in front of him.

After enjoying Brenda's swaying breasts for a piece, Jim spun her around and roughly pushed her forward until she was bending over the edge of his desk, supporting herself with her handwriting on the desk and her lowering dumbbell swaying beneath her. Jim tossed the butt of her dress up onto her lower back, exposing her dripping wet pussy between her counterpane branch. With one script he grabbed his stiff rod, and used his early paw to grab her hips, then lined up his cock and shoved it deep into her slit with one massive push.

Brenda let out a grunt, as her thigh pressed up against the edge of Jim's desk and her tits swung forward, bumping her chin from the force of his thrust. Jim started moving his rose hip back and Forth until he found a rhythm, then began hammering away at Brenda's snatch from behind, slamming her against the desk and making her boobs blast into each other with every push.

Brenda was again storm when an intense, tingly orgasm suddenly coursed through her body, causing her to come together her eyes 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 shit, Jim….what the fuck are you doing to me ?"

In response, Jim pulled Brenda's hips hard against his torso, as he slammed his engorged 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 good time sprayed the walls of Brenda's pussy,"Uhnnn….uhnnn…uhnnn….oh, yeah…uhnnn… fucking fantastic….uhnnn….uhnnn….my God, that feels great."

After sliding his dick in and out of Brenda's sopping wet cunt for a few more minute of arc, Jim slowly pulled his glistening dick out of her vagina, and stood behind her spread wooden leg, watching his gooey warhead drip out of her exhibit pussy and drip onto the flooring beneath her.

"Turn 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 leg and sucking the head of his dangling stopcock into her sass, licking it strip with her sassing and tongue. When she was done, she shoved it back into his slacks and pulled up his zipper.

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

Jim helped her stand back up, then played with her boobs and pinched her nipple as she re-tied her balancer top at the base of her neck opening and adjusted her attire around her pelvic girdle. Then he walked her to the berth door, unlocked it and ushered her out into the lobby.

"See you succeeding week,"he said with a shit-eating grin.

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

And thus began a hebdomadary routine…..Brenda went to Mr. Donley's government agency at the bank every week…usually Th's around lunchtime. She also got a job and began slowly reimbursing Kaylie's trustfulness investment trust. She surprised herself, and Mr. Donley, by paying back the full stolen measure just a few calendar month before Kaylie gained access code to her reliance. To keep her closed book, she continued her weekly trips to Mr. Donley's office, where he fucked her on and around his desk for another ten month, until he got transferred to a west coast offshoot of the bank.

Brenda's husband, mug, never caught on to the situation at the bank, and - of row - Kaylie knew nothing about it. After Jim's transference, Brenda found herself working later and later at the function, eventually staying late twice a week to work on with her boss on"special projects".