Personal Assistant

The work week was long and finally the Monday to Friday grind was approaching 5pm, i buzzed for my Personal Assistant.

Margaret was a slim proper posh lady with a English accent, she was wearing a crisp white blouse with a black pencil skirt and classic nylon stockings on her Shapley legs.

Margaret approached with her high heels clicking on the floor, yes Sir ?.

Margaret, I said. You have been doing a great job and I am going to take you for cocktails if you agree ?.

With the Political Correctness of companies and sexual harassment i was aware of the risk in just asking the question.

Why yes Sir I would love that, Margaret replied with those red lips and a beautiful smile.

Into the second cocktail the conversation had flowed easily and we had found out a lot about each other and it was evident there was a mutual attraction.

We ordered some tapas and devoured them and yet Margaret still called me Sir, you can call me by first name Peter I said.

I know your first name already Sir, I like how you are in charge and make sure things are running smoothly at work, and I like a man in charge..

Margaret’s direct look at me as she said this and then leaned back. Deliberately crossing her nylon legs so I couldn’t help but notice those legs.

Come Margaret, I said extending my hand which she took standing up.

Across the road was a hotel, I stood there and said, you do not have to do anything you don’t want to do, but the time to say No is Now !, I said looking directly at her.

I opened the elegant door of the hotel open, a brief look from Margaret into my searching eyes and she stepped into the lobby.

The eternity of checking in, the walk to the elevator as we stared ahead as ever so slowly the lift seemed to arrive at the floor.

The room door flashed green as I swiped the card and then the door was closed..

I turned and pinned her hands above her head, my mouth hungrily exploring hers. My other hand on her breasts.

I stepped back and stood next to the bed, Margaret undid the first button on her blouse as she walked towards me.

Then looking me in the eyes she took hold of my red tie and dropped to her knees, unbuckling my belt and undoing my fly.

What happened next could only be described as Cock Worship, Margaret took my cock deep and licked from the base of my balls up to the shaft while deliberately keeping eye contact.

Slap my face with your cock Sir.., I stepped up and fed my cock into her mouth and slapped it over her face and those red lips.

I pulled her onto the bed, No Panties !, held her legs wide and licked and sucked her pussy, inserted my fingers into her pussy creating a nice steady rhythm until my reward was a gush of her Squirting juices as Margaret screamed Oh Yes !.

I Fucked her Hard, pounded her without mercy, then flipped her over and grabbed those hips and thrust hard and deep.

Ohh give me that cock Sir !, I’m going to come hard !.

I kept thrusting away as Margaret left the pillow smudged with her makeup as she buried her face down.

I couldn’t hold back anymore, I start groaning, Margaret senses that I’m going to come and says, I want my reward on my mouth please Sir..

Margaret is on her knees and I spurt ropes of cum into her waiting mouth and on her tongue, drops hit her cheeks and chin.

Suck me dry Margaret, I say, Deliberately Margaret takes her finger to the drop of cum on her cheek and takes it into her mouth and Winks at me !, then takes my shaft all the way down..,..It seems I need to extend our stay !.