My new assistant – her story, part 3

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My new assistant – her story, part 3The next week, Mr. Anderson told me to come to work early on Wednesday. We usually arrive at 8:30 but Mr. Anderson had a meeting at 8:30 and wanted me to help him get ready. I did not realize how heavy traffic is at that time in the morning and I arrived at 7:15. As I entered the office, my boss stood up and walked towards me. As I rushed in I started my explanation, “I’m sorry I’m late….” Mr. Anderson put his finger to my lips and quieted my breathless rambling. “One is either on time, or one is late. You are late.” he said sternly. He took my purse and bag from my hands and set them on the reception desk. “Come with me.” He ordered and he took my wrist.He went into his office him pulling me behind. He sat on his sofa and, still holding my wrist, pulled me across his lap. “But…” I started to complain. He put his hand on my mouth to shush me. Then, with one hand on my back, he pulled my skirt up over my behind. I thought, “Oh My God, he is going to spank me.”As this thought was finishing in my mind, there was a swift hard slap on my panty covered behind. I squealed in pain and surprise. Then there were four more hard spanks on my ass. After the last one his had gently ran around my rear. I could feel his penis rising up under my stomach. Mr. Anderson’s left had continued to hold me down on his lap and the sofa. I was suddenly surprised when I was spanked again, then again, and again for five more swats on gaziantep escort my now sore fanny. Tears came to my eyes and I squirmed on his lap trying to get up. Mr. Anderson held me down and again rubbed my ass gently with his open palm. This time his hand also went down between my thighs and across my scrotum and back up to my ass crack. I realized that my little dick was very hard and I was very turned on by this. I have no idea where this came from; being spanked is not a fantasy I had had before, but I was definitely very turned on. I now realized that Mr. Anderson’s dick was very hard and I could feel it below my tummy. “How many minuets late were you?” he asked. I was terrified. I was fifteen minutes late which meant he was going to spank me five more times. I squirmed but he held me down with both hands, one on my shoulder blades and the other on my ass. “Julie, I said how many minutes late were you?”I could barely speak but I managed to whisper “Fifteen minutes.” And they came; five more hard spanks on my now vary sore ass – one after another. After my spanking, Mr. Anderson stood and picked me up as he did so. He then set me on my feet. The sexual tension in the air was thick as could be. He was holding me and we looked into each other’s eyes. He bent down and kissed me passionately as he rubbed his hands over my reddened fanny. I became weak in the knees and I flopped down on the couch into a sitting giresun escort position. Opening my eyes, I was at eye level with Mr. Anderson’s waste. His erection tented his pants out towards my chin. I stared at his hard-on as he reached down and unzipped his pants. He pulled his penis out through the fly. Without a word I leaned in as he put his hand on the back of my head. I took his dick in my mouth started sucking with reckless abandon. Mr. Anderson had one hand on the back of my head and he thrust his phallus in and out of my mouth. Then he put one hand on either side of my head and thrust with even more urgency, impaling his dick-head into my throat. This was pure a****l lust. I wanted nothing more than to make my Mr. Anderson cum and he was using me for no purpose other than his own sexual satisfaction. He then pushed me back to the back of the sofa then stood on the couch with his feet on either side of my legs. Then he stabbed his erection back into my mouth. He thrust with urgency, I was really unable to move, pinned against the back of the sofa. But I didn’t care. He wanted to cum down my throat and that was exactly what I wanted him to do. Mr. Anderson thrust frantically for about twenty seconds then moaned and I could feel the head of his penis grow on his out-thrusts. His thrusts were basically going from my mouth to my throat, back to my mouth, back to my throat. Then with a roar he stopped with his escort bayan dick I my mouth and started cumming. His spurts were fast and copious. My mouth filled with cum and I tried to swallow it but it came too fast and furious; some leaked out of the sides of my mouth and down my chin. When he was done cumming, Mr. Anderson finally backed off and stepped off the couch. We were both breathing hard after this salacious encounter and we locked eyes in awe and appreciation of each other. Before the cum on my chin dripped on to my dress, Mr. Anderson wiped one side of my mouth with his finger then put it in my mouth. I held his finger in my mouth as we gazed into each other’s eyes. Then he did the same with the other side of my mouth. He then put his hands under my armpits and lifted me to my feet. I was unsteady and he held me to him and then he leaned down and kissed me passionately. He could taste his cum on my mouth and this seemed to excite him as he thrust his penis into my belly and I could feel it getting hard again. We stopped kissing and Mr. Anderson took a deep breath. He then turned me around and gave me a little push in the direction of the bathroom. “We have work to do. Clean yourself up.” He said as he tried to stuff his penis back into his pants. In the bathroom I pulled up my skirt and pulled down my panties (which were soaked with pre-cum). I furiously masturbated my little penis and came in about 30 seconds. I came so hard I almost passed out. When I came to my senses I licked the cum from my fingers and wiped up the cum on the floor. I washed my hands and face, reapplied my lipstick, and went back out into the office wondering how we were possibly going to think about work after this delirious encounter.

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