I couldn’t get her out of my mind after she went to her desk. It was as if I could smell her sweet pussy from a distance. The taste of it the other morning was still on my lips. It was fast approaching eight, and on a Friday night, the staff leaves here at the speed of light like bees to their honey comb. They can’t wait to get the fuck out of here.

Whereas I couldn’t wait to get the fuck into her pants.

“Do I have to take notes this time of night?”

I growled as I crossed my legs, “You mean on a Friday?”

She nodded, “Does it make a difference if it’s on a Friday or not? The point is that you want me here when everyone’s out having fun.”

“I don’t pay you to have fun.”

“No, you pay to torture me!”

She was just about to get up, and then I signaled for her to make her way to me with my finger. She stops for a minute. As if she’s hesitating, thinking twice about it. I know that as much as she tries to act annoyed most of the time, it was just that, an act. She wanted me just as much as I wanted her and my cock was fucking screaming out her name as it was jerking out of control.

As she stood in front of my desk, I walked slowly to the door and closed it. Then I fucking locked it. Nothing was going to stop me from getting what I wanted tonight. And it was Jasmine with her legs up in the air while I rode her with my fat cock.

“Why did you lock the door?” Her voice was trembling, but she knew the answer to her question. I slowly took off my tie, then my jacket and threw them both on the sofa.

“Because I’m going to fuck you on my desk. Right now.”

She started to laugh until she realized that I was dead serious as I began to loosen the top buttons of my shirt. I wasn’t going to strip. No, there was a time and place for everything, and this wasn’t one of them.

As I approached her and I started to unbuckle my belt, she didn’t move, but her eyes were fixated on my belt. She wanted to know what I had underneath my pants. And today I was going to reward her by showing her.

“Take it off!”

I snarled as I grew closer towards her. This time I wasn’t only taking off a few buttons, but revealing my chest as I opened it up. I was hungry. Fucking starving and I didn’t just want to eat her pussy; I wanted to fuck it as if my life depended on it.

She looked at me with confusion for a split second and then she obeyed. She couldn’t do anything else because she was in my office to give me everything that I needed and more. I hadn’t dictated anything to her. I didn’t call her in to take notes and she knew it. She could put on her sweet innocent face in front of the others. But, I knew that underneath it all laid a hot, sexy temptress.

After she took off her dress, I unclasped her bra and threw it on the ground, and then I blurted out, “You’re so fucking beautiful.”

Then I pinned her body onto my desk, and she couldn’t move even if she wanted to as I left her helpless and with my free hand I ripped off her panties. Then, I kissed her from her neck to her shoulders. Everything I did was fast; she had no time to react to it, only moan as I knew that no one else was around and if they were, they only thing they would hear was her soft moans which would soon turn to screams.

“Yes,” she purred as I took one of her nipples in my mouth and started to tease it with my teeth while flicking it with my tongue.

Then I shifted slowly to the other breast, leaving my hardness trapped in my boxers which were rubbing against her naked body on my desk. She was so fucking wet as I rubbed against her. I should have unbuckled my belt so that I could just rub against her, but I knew that I wouldn’t hesitate in taking her. I couldn’t resist any longer, so I freed my hand and let go of my cock.

I pulled back and snarled, “Jasmine, get off the desk now!”

As she got up, I dropped my pants, and like a panther, I put her on top of the table where she belonged so that I could fuck the life out of her. Her eyes jumped up as she saw my cock come into her sight. I knew that if she thought about doing it before, she was certainly a willing partner now as I moved closer to her and she touched it. She stroked my cock, and she had the biggest smile on her face as she said, “You’re so fucking big.”

She had no idea how big I was until I let out a growl and grew even more. There were no panties to stop me from pleasuring her, and I lifted her feet up so that they were flat on the desk and I slid a finger inside of her. I wanted to see how wet she was really and my finger glided inside her so smoothly it was fucking incredible.

“Damn! You’re so fucking wet!” I blurted out.

“You make me this way.”

I moved my finger against the softness of her folds. I loved the way that her head rolled back as I did it, she wanted me to take her, but I wanted her to come first. She wanted me to take her, but I wasn’t ready to do that yet. The idea of watching her come on top of my desk with just my fingers was driving me insane. I dipped lower towards her clit and then pushed it further inside of her. She started to grind against my finger. So, I pushed in another one, and she moved from sitting up to lying on my desk with her knees in the air, I pushed them to the side so that she was spread out like an eagle.

I couldn’t hold on any longer as I replaced my fingers with my cock. One hand on her shoulder and the other on her ass. She pushed towards me and started screaming out like a whore in a brothel.

“Gabe!”

I had no condom, and I always practiced safe sex, but I wanted to feel inside her sweet pussy, and I forgot for a second about practicing the one thing that I’d always done. The only sound was the desk rocking against the floor. I jumped every time I thrust inside of her. The more I tried to control myself, the harder I thrust inside of her.

“Gabe, I’m coming!”

She called out with her head on the side of my desk. I wanted to set her body on fire, and once she came, I was going to make her do it all over again. I wasn’t showing any mercy as I took her deeper each time.

“Your pussy’s so fucking tight!”

I rammed into her even harder and the air filled with sex. She screamed so loud, and I knew that her climax had taken hold of her as her body arched on my desk. My iMac fell to the ground, and I laughed as a mini earthquake took place on my desk. Jasmine’s pussy muscles clenched on to my cock and I knew that I couldn’t hold on to my climax any longer. She let out a sharp cry as I let it take all of me.

I knew it had sent her intense pleasure as I took her so fucking deep. I vibrated through her with every thrust, and her arms stretched out as she held on to the desk for balance. My breathing became sharp and fast as I started making animal sounds as I felt as if I was coming apart at the seams.

I let go of her ass, no longer able to hold it as my sperm spilled inside of her. Fuck! It felt as if the whole office turned black and I’d lost total control of my body. It was as if I was a lion trapped in a cage and I had the chance to fucking escape. Every desire, frustration that I’d been feeling was relieved came out in that come. There was no holding back. I never felt like that before and I knew that I was in fucking trouble. She came again; I didn’t even think that it was possible after my cock became limp and she continued to rock on top of my desk. I slammed into her, either way not wanting it to be over. I knew it was for me, but that didn’t mean that she had to feel that way.

We were panting uncontrollably as I released her legs and left her on the desk still trying to recover.

I needed a fucking drink!

She moved to the side of the desk, like a woman that was trying to get a sense of everything as if she was a blind woman and needed to feel her way around everything because she couldn’t see. I was just about to shout out careful as I could see that she was a little too close to the edge of the desk.

“Shit!”

She cried out as she dropped from my desk to the floor. I pulled up my pants, and like a gentleman I want to her aid, I seemed to have a habit of rescuing Jasmine. I wondered if that was the reason that I lost my senses. I always cover up when I fuck. All the fucking time, that was my golden rule. I'd broken it with her. Maybe because she was my assistant and she was so fucking hot? Or maybe just because she was hot? Either way, this had to be a first and last time with her. I couldn’t turn this into a dirty habit. She was fucking addictive like a damn drug, and I just didn’t seem to be able to get enough of her.

“You Okay?”

I asked as I held her in my arms. She was shivering like a leaf on a cold winters day, just blowing in the wind.

“Jasmine?”

She looked up at me, and all I wanted to do was protect her. She didn’t have lust written on her face as she’d done earlier. Now, she wanted the comfort of knowing that she wasn’t just a one night fuck and I wasn’t going to dismiss her as I’d done once before.

Something inside of me turned as I said, “Come on, get dressed and let’s get out of here.”

She smiled, and I knew that I wasn’t going to let her go home tonight. I was going to take her home and feed her. Then after I’d finished feeding her with food, I’d fill her up with my cock once again.