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By (user no longer on site) OP
over a year ago
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It was a usual boring day in the office, my bookkeeper put the post on my desk. She was dressed as I had told her to the day before in a simple jumper and tight black trousers. I know allot of people like the idea of telling their slut to dress like a whore, but to me it was just the simple fact that she asked me at the end of each day what she should wear the next that was the turn on.
I left the post on my desk and carried on with my work. My bookkeeper appeared very interested in my post as usual she had opened it, and basically got rid of the things I didn’t need to see. Something wrong I asked her. She was annoying me, she kept on peering over, hovering about. Aren’t you going to look in the post she asked me. I could see she had done something and was just waiting for me to find whatever she had left for me.
Like I say it was just annoying me, I was in a bad mood anyway and she for once, was making it worse. To punish her I just ignored her question. I know that if I ignore her it drives her mad. She was close to bursting. I know it was cruel of me, all I had to do was go through the post but I just couldn’t be bothered.
Come here slut I asked she obliged by walking over to me. I remained standing and made her stand next to me. I turned my chair so I was facing her. Undid the button of her tight black trousers slowly undone the zip and tugged her trousers down her legs. I could see the bulge in her panties as I had asked her too, she had been working the day with a little toy pushed in her cunt. She is very good at following instructions. I pulled it out of her cunt and it was slick with cum. I held it between my thumb and forefinger. I can’t put this back in my desk in this state I said, what shall we do. She didn’t reply she just bent her head and took the toy in her mouth. Her tongue licking the little toy clean. Good slut I said as I cleaned her spit off it and slipped it back into my desk. She must have cum a couple of time on it as her cum scent filled the room.
I picked up the post and asked her what is it you want me to see. As I spoke these words I put the post down and pushed them to the far side of the desk. I think it would be a good idea for you to read them to me I said. Making her lean over my desk to get the letters. As she leaned over I sharply spanked her arse. She let out a little yelp but wriggled her bum against the palm of my hand. I slipped my hand down feeling the heat coming off her cunt as I slipped 2 fingers in her. Forcing them deep inside her. She squirmed back on my hand her eyes closed biting her lip. Excuse me I said as my fingers continued to fuck her pussy aren’t you supposed to be reading me the post.
Yes, yes she mumbled trying to get some order of composure back. I felt her cunt tighten on my fingers as she read the first letter, which was a company asking for credit. This one is an invitation to a trade show up in Newcastle, she gasped as she forced her cunt further on to my fingers. Which were now slick with her cum. I took my fingers out of her cunt and squeezed my finger in her tight arse. Ohhhhhhhhh she breathed, carry on I said. You also have a bank statement and finally she squirmed on my finger, a letter from my solicitor telling me my divorce is final. As she spoke the final words I could see the cum dribbling from her cunt which is usually a fantastic sight but for once I was filled with a sadness and I felt awful.
Now I have a special bond with my bookkeeper as people who have read my earlier stories will understand. It may appear at first glance that I look at her like my property to do with as I please, this is not the case. She does what she does to please me, she gets turned on not by doing the things she does, but by knowing that it is pleasing me. Over the course of our working relationship and when we finally got together we have formed a bond that is un breakable one that is deeper and more meaningful than most couples. Here I am with my finger in her tight arse and she has all day been wanting me to see the letter from her solicitors, she wanted to share a massive part of her life with me and I had treated it like an everyday event. I hated myself. I withdrew my finger from her arse and cleaned it on some tissue usually I would have got her to lick it clean. I stood her up pulled her panties and trousers back up and re did the button. Looked her deep in the eyes smiled and kissed her long and hard. The kiss left us both breathless and panting I am so pleased for you, I whispered in her ear, I apologise for treating you badly today let me make it up to you. (I never apologise for anything Christ I must have felt bad). As I spoke my eyes gazed to the trade show flier I picked it up, let’s go to this nice hotel we can make a weekend of it.
Now our relationship was on the whole only during work hours, we had never gone away together like a, dare I say it, like a couple, the look in my sluts eyes was amazing. They were filled with happiness and relief she readily agreed little did she know of the thoughts I was having on what we would get up to. Tbc………………………………………………………………………..
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