I 'm groom for this. I really am. I 've been working on the presentation for a week. I know this material inside and out.

Then why am I so nervous ? Why am I 'm hesitating outside his role ?

Even after my intimate pep talk I can feel my medal are sweaty. I wipe them quickly on my pencil skirt, roll out the buttons of my blouse, and smoothen back my fuzz, which is pulled into a high-tight ponytail.

I take one finis calming breathing time and knocking. His representative carries through the door as he tells me to `` Come in ''.

I 've been working here for six calendar month and I still feel knocked off my dog every clip I face him. He is ... vivid. That one parole describes his physique and presence. I find him intimidating and compelling but I 'm trying to crusade that all aside so I can centre on this presentation.

As I 'm standing there gapping at him he gestures for me to convey a seat and pulls up the cloth that I emailed him just before I came in.

I sit in the chairman that he indicated and open my own computer. My fingers do n't require to cooperate. I fumble the keys while typing in my password. I keep my eyes down so I 'm not looking at him and protrude talking.

It 's obvious that I 'm nervous. He must notice it. I 'm speaking too quickly and stumbling over some words but I slowly sink into my flow rate. I 'm smart. I know this stuff. My authority comes back.

He asks a few gentle motion. I 've prepared and I provide smart solvent quickly. After the endure slide I pause and feel a grin pull up the corner of my lip. I did it.

We sit silently for a few minute. His oculus are piercing. The silence lasts a bit longer than is comfortable before he breaks it with a final question.

When that question drops I feel my face flush quickly with heat. That is a interrogative I 'm not prepared for ! How did he cull up on the one matter that I had n't considered ?

He 's watching me, motionless like a predator, waiting for my reply. I do n't opine. I just react and say the low affair to comes to my brain. He sighs and drops his hands. His gaze has turned from assessing to stern.

Caught ! That was a stupid approximation and we both know it.

He stands slowly. Coming around to my side of his desk. He crosses his strong legs and leans against his desk. He 's now close enough for me to smell him and experience the heat energy of his soundbox. I edge my hind end back in the chair, just a petty, to get some space.

He asks me how I feel about the result that I gave him and I have to admit that I was n't thinking. There is no talking my way out of this with him.

His fingertips are tapping on the edge of his desk while he looks out the window. When his gaze is turned I feel my dead body relax. That 's the bit he grabs my ponytail. Hard. When I least look it.

He yanks me out of the chairman and I fall onto my knee which rub painfully on the carpet. I hear his knock opening with a clink and the sound of his zip pulling down.

He tells me `` That was a dumb answer and you know it. I will not tolerate that kind of incompetence in my government agency. Do you see me ? ``

I try to nod but the travelling bag he has on my whisker tightens. `` Open your dumb mouth. I 'm going to thrust that stupid back down your throat. You are going to swallow it along with my cum and never let it add up back up again. ``

I 'm wintry with shock but I can experience the head word of his hammer push up against my unsympathetic lips. When I do n't locomote quickly he yanks my hair hard again and growls `` open. '' My lips part instinctively. I feel him push in, taste him salty on my clapper and feel my jaw start to stretch to accommodate how loggerheaded he is.

He 's pumping in and out of my mouth now. Holding my ponytail to keep me still. Then I feel him advertise deeper and hit the tight berth at the back of my throat. I instinctively try to pull away. He 's too big. That will suffer. He growls again `` Open your throat for me. I 'm fucking the stupid out of you. You need this. ``

How did I get here ? He pushes in deep again and this time he does n't break when I struggle. He holds my fuzz tight at the back of my fountainhead and pushes me down onto his cock until we both feel him slide tightly down my throat.

I 'm immobilize. I ca n't breath. There is no space for anything else but his body. He holds us in that position for a few seconds before he groans and pulls out. His cock is soaked from my bosh and it slaps me wetly in the face as he takes it out of my sassing.

'' Are you a good girl or a strumpet ? Do you desire this to stop ? '' I almost miss his motion because I 'm staring at his cock. I swallow and feel how rough my throat is from being used like this. `` Answer me. ``

I whisper `` I 'm a slut ''. He pretends not to learn and overstretch my headland back harder and I feel it all let go. `` I 'm a slut ! '' I say all the way and loud. Even more confident now than when I was presenting. `` I 'm a adulteress and I want your tool again, please. Please put it back in my sassing ''.

'' thoroughly little slut. '' he says and he holds his cock just out of reach of my greedy mouth. Gripping my pilus so I have to struggle with him to latch back on. When he slides inside I suck and punch and swallow with exuberance. I have a 1 goal. I need his cum.

He lets me intend that I have control for a few minutes. The speech sound of my soppy, slutty sucking filling his quiet post before he takes mastery again.

When he 's had enough of my desperation he tightens his grip and pushes back in oceanic abyss. My nose is pressed hard against his pelvis before he starts pumping in short strokes. My jaw is starting to ache when I hear him groan and his cum is filling me. He holds us like that for a moment before pulling out to watch out his cum dribbling down my chin.

He gazes down at me before he lets go of my hairsbreadth and tucks himself away. `` Clean yourself up and do n't let this ever happen again. '' He says calmly as he exits the office.

Still kneeling on the floor, I dig through my bag to find a wrinkle Kleenex. I wipe the cum and tear off my face. Lick my fingertips and try to use them to wipe away the mascara tracks and I adjust my ponytail. He 's pulled it almost completely free.

Later that Nox I 'm working on another presentment when I noticed the red indicator on my browser light up. I have an email. I click over to my mailbox and see his epithet and a unmarried word subject line. `` validation ''

I slide the cursor over slowly. Hesitating to click. When I finally do the email shows one line and an attachment.

'' I 'll always have this as proof that you are the Office strumpet. '' Under the line is an engraft video.

I click and watch the girl in the video. Hear the desperate sounds she 's making. See her gagging for more. My hale body feels flushed and my pussy is wet. When the picture ends I click to take on it again.

'' I 'm a slut. '' I whisper it along with the female child on the video as I cum on my own fingers.

I clean up quickly and get back to work. I have to present to him again next week. I need to be better prepared this prison term .