Being an executive secretary was definitely a good job and Micayla didn’t mind putting in the hours. She had her own office, the pay was excellent and it afforded her the luxuries she appreciated. But it was Friday afternoons like this one, she would rather be on the beach than in the office.

The boss was away and she had caught up with everything so the afternoon was dragging by. She was bored, horny and ready to start enjoying the weekend.

Micayla was just finishing a phone conversation making plans for the weekend when one of her co-workers came into her office. He was younger then she, mid twenties she guessed. She couldn’t remember his name but he was a real sweetheart and she knew he had a crush on her.

She worked hard to keep her body in shape and she was blessed with a huge rack. And this guy couldn’t keep his eyes off the cleavage left bare by her low cut blouse.

He had brought her the mail, as he often did, and she knew it was just an excuse for him to be alone with her for a few minutes. Micayla made small talk with him and flirted as she often did. He really was a nice looking guy and since she was horny anyway, she decided to make his dream come true.

And much to Micayla’s delight, it didn’t take much encouraging to get this horny co-worker out of his clothes and offering her his big, juicy cock to use for her pleasure.

She had him leaning back in her comfy desk chair with his pants dropped to his ankles, her hand wrapped around his thick pole while she slid his dick deep in her mouth over and over again. She cradled his shaft with her tongue and pumped her hand up and down the length of him.

Micayla hadn’t thought his cock would be so big and just the thought of having every inch of him inside her warm, wet slit was making her clit swell and ache.

It was that thought that made her totally unresisting when he pulled her away from him and bent her over the desk. He lifted her skirt up past her hips before sliding her silky panties down her legs. With no barriers left, he firmly pushed his bulging cock deep inside her tight wetness and buried every inch of his long member inside of her.

Micayla could feel her tender muscles stretching to their limit to accommodate his size and the feeling made her gasp in pleasure. The more he pumped into her, the louder her moaning became. And when he changed her position so she was on her back, he fucked her hard and deep forcing the moans and screams from her. She would never have thought him to be so forceful but she loved it. Micayla loved feeling his big cock force its way into her tight, aching pussy balls deep.

Reaching down between her legs, she rubbed her swollen nub feverishly as she felt the orgasm begin to surge through her body. Her pussy tightened on his massive pole and she felt him tense and heard his moan at the pleasure and pain he was feeling.

When he suddenly withdrew from her, she felt so empty. But when she looked at him and saw what he had in mind, she gave him a wicked little smile before opening her mouth wide for him.

We had only been dating a few weeks. He was one of those rare guys with a strange mix of sensitivity & manliness. He always seemed to know what to say how to behave. He was assertive without seeming overly hostile. He was the type of man who really went for what he wanted in all aspects of his life – with more confidence than arrogance.

And while I hate to admit it I was in awe of him. This man organised me directed me toward the outcome he desired. The places we visited the food we ate even the clothes I wore. Then & now being controlled albeit kindly while it didnt rest easy with this previously assertive independent woman was also weirdly nice.

Oh & the sex was amazing. It had been very different with guys previously & the years of taking the lead having the upper hand being the leader so to speak had lost its pull. In honesty I had grown tired of having all the power being looked up to being the princess bitch. In bed on the floor in the car in public toilets wherever he decided we were going to fuck wherever it was the sex we had left me totally spent.

This man was an Oscar winner director & I had begun to become dependent upon it. I mean he would tell me exactly what to do – how to remove my clothes how to stand. He would position me always to his liking move me slightly this way or that. He was methodical & I loved it. There was one afternoon when he called me to work & told me to meet him at his house in half an hour. He didn’t ask he told me. Of course I immediately left work made my way top his house as directed I even stood at the door waiting to be invited in.

Anyway he took me upstairs told me to remove only my bottom half of clothing ordered me onto the bed – licked me to the point of orgasm & left. I was demented ready to explode. But having been trained well when e told me to stay exactly where I was & not to move or touch myself I obeyed. It was two hours before he returned that day to finish what he started & before he did he sat on the other side of the room talking business on his phone & looked pleased that I had done what he asked & even more happy that I had been at his command – sexually simmered for a long time.

Anyway I really want to tell the story of the ultimate night which with hindsight was likely what I had been groomed for all the time. We had been out for dinner where again he phoned in advance to tell me what to wear – ordered my food directed the conversation & wound down the evening when he wanted to. In the car on our return to his house he told me how impressed he was with me I had apparently been perfectly compliant I was one of his best girls.

There was little unusual about things when we returned except that we stayed downstairs. He sat on the chair directed me to the sofa & told be to turn round & lift my skirt up. I did & on it went. Pull you pants down a little………….bend over……..open your lips so I can see……….touch your clit………bend over some more………open yourself real wide ……..

I did exactly what he said. When he came close to me & started to wank I even resisted touching him because he had told me I mustn’t. You really are a good girl………a beautiful woman………you always do as I say & that pleases me. I want you to look closely as I wank…….see how I do it ………know the moves exactly……….remember you must know exactly how to do it.

I watched intently though I had watched him work his cock so many times that I knew precisely how he liked it. I was desperate to touch him after all he had told me that I was the only one who could wank him as well as he did. But tonight I wasn’t allowed & my frustration was intense.

He spoke – I am going upstairs now ….I want you to touch yourself but not make yourself come…..you must stay here for ten minutes than come up. When you do come to the bedroom dont speak. This was new & I hadn’t a clue what to expect. It was the longest ten minutes of my life. I touched my clit so gently my cunt red & gorged resisting the urge to take myself over the edge was immense. I tell you I was fit to burst yet apprehensive almost fearful of what was going to happen.

I walked the stairs my skirt pulled up to my waist my pants still on the tops of my stocking misshapen. The bedroom door was almost shut I opened the door & God the sight in front of me rocked me beyond belief. A dark skinned naked woman lay on the bed he skin like caramel her breasts small & pert her long hair lay seductively across her face.

My man was knelt on the floor with his face buried in her cunt. He couldn’t see me but I knew he was aware that I was there. The sultry woman’s eyes met mine with a contemptuous glare. All the time my man licked her cunt. His tongue working her clit expertly while two fingers plunged deep into her cunt. All the time this frenzied whore laughed & grunted. I hated her & at that minute – I hated him.

He moved his head from her cunt turned to me & ordered me to kneel beside him. I wanted to walk away but I couldn’t. I knelt beside him. Your turn he said. I hesitated he gave me a stern look gently kissed my face – put his hand behind my head & nudged me toward her cunt. I looked intently at it. It was different to mine darker her pubes neat & bushy.

Laying my fingers on her lips I gently parted them. It really was beautiful – wet pink neat & tight. With her lips parted I put one finger inside. I had always been curious about what the inside of a woman would feel like. It was smooth like velvet. I didnt want to do what a man would do & plunge as many fingers in as would fit.

Just one finger was enough to feel the delightfulness of it to explore the contours finding the places that made her moan a little deeper arch her back a bit more furiously mumble moan. I liked this very much. I kept telling myself to be gentle not to rush. Gently working my way from her tight cunt I parted her enough to see her clit bulging. I liked being in control

I touched her clit with the pad of my finger the slippery wetness allowed me to tickle it with the least of effort. Delicately teasing her clit with the softness of my finger – her breathing hastened her legs began to twitch. Now I was in control & it made me feel amazing.

Do you like that. I asked. She was in such a gentle frenzy he answer was inaudible but she loved it. My man began to give his orders & to be honest I was so engrossed in what I was doing I had forgotten he was even there. I was having too much of a good time to stop now I ignored him. By now her cunt was so wet her clit so swollen – it was time for my tongue. God it tasted delicious.

The feel of her increasingly swelling clit under my tongue drove me crazy. At that minute I could understand why a man may be tempted at this point to lick more frenetically harder with more pressure faster. But I knew to keep it slow & steady. I licked her clit with a slow & steady rhythm. Hardly touching it skimming over it the contact measured like a kitten lapping up a saucer of cream. I was keeping her at that wonderful place just before orgasm she was trance like & for once I was in control.

I fucking loved it & so did she. I told him to take my knickers off & move immediately away. That was the only contact I wanted with him I didn’t need him. The bitch & I didnt need him. Swivelling around I sat over her face told her to do to me exactly what I was doing to her. We lapped each others cunt with a hunger I had never known. She was good she had done this before. The feel of her tongue on my clit was heaven & all the time I carried on lightly tickling hers with my tongue. Her juices covered my face mine covered hers.

Our orgasm build momentum with the most amazing synchronicity we hovered a little every nerve in our bodies twitching madly the tempo still gentle & steady until no amount of effort to stop ourselves from going over the edge worked. Our orgasm surged at the same time. Her cunt quivering in my face mine in hers our juices squirting from our depths onto one an others mouth like a fountain. We collapsed onto each other legs wrapped around our heads we lay in a heap.

After a few minutes I remembered my man was still there. Looking round I saw him wanking urging me to participate to stroke his cock. He didn’t seem quite so powerful he looked worried. And you know what I couldnt be bothered. I had taken my pleasure his pleasure didnt matter to me. What happened then? The bitch & I got dressed & left together knowing we had a lot more exploration to do. The man he knew as well as I did that the power he had had over me had gone. The last I heard he was grooming someone else.

Did I give a damn? Not a chance the bitch & I were having too many sexy adventures of our own.

Like choosing a holiday viewing houses starts off with great excitement. Trawling the paper & internet making shortlists all initially bring such exhilaration. You start imagining being on that beach with its rich turquoise water or creating a culinary masterpiece in that contemporary kitchen. As you continue on the quest you find the hotel you want is fully booked the beach is shingle not sand & the reviews are less than favourable. Its been a bit that way with the house quest. Sometime its clear before you walk in that it isn’t right.

More often then not thought its the estate agents that cause the most hassle. Smug pompous upstarts that think they are real men when mostly – they are just wee boys. All you want them to do is open the door & let you take a bloody look around the house. But no they give you all the bullshit spiel about the fittings the oak flooring etc.

So after months of house hunting wasting time looking at houses that had they told the truth about I would never have bothered to view my tolerance was at particularly low ebb. That day an agent called to tell me about a house that was just what I was looking for an absolute must he said. I arranged to meet him there after work.

I had a bitch of a day busy as hell nothing went quite right & really all I wanted to do was go home soak in a bath & fuck my man senseless. Though I have to admit having pissed off to a stag night – he hadnt actually helped my mood. I could imagine it all – too much beer all lads talk & stuffing fivers in the knickers of sluts in seedy strip joints seemed crazy – when he could be home fucking me. His loss? The traffic was dreadful the rain beat against the windscreen & making it across town in time for the viewing was such a rush. I made it only a few minutes late.

The house was in darkness & no one was there. I waited in the car for 20 minutes before the agent finally weighed in. I tell you I was livid.
I hadn’t seen this guy before he must have been new. Certainly if his attire was anything to go by the boy was certainly trying to look the part. He must have taken a mortgage to buy his suit. A bit too glitzy for my taste & the smell of aftershave overpowered me.

Please I thought silently to myself keep it brief & cut the bullshit. But true to form he launched into agent speak before we had got through the front door. Did I want to hear about the original features like hell I didn’t. I just wanted to look in each room & get the hell home. If my man wasn’t there my dildo sure was & I needed an orgasm before sleep. Why change the habit of a lifetime? Looking at the young guy I found myself though irked feeling quite sorry for him. He had to say his bit & I guess I had to listen. As we carried on through the house I realised that while it may have potential it was not the must see I had been promised. So I turned off looked at what I need to & let him carry on.

As we completed the tour he was keen to know my impressions & seemed quite desperate that I make an offer. Explaining that it was okay but not for me I watched as his expression changed from enthusiastic to absolute disappointment. The boy was glum. He sat down on the dining room chair his head dropped to his hands & he sighed. Turns out that he hadn’t made a sale in 6 months this was his final chance. If he didn’t sell this house to me he was out of a job. He pleaded & begged that I make an offer. The bottom line was that the boy was willing to do anything to make a sale. The onslaught continued it seems I was his last chance & again he reiterated that he would do whatever I wanted if only would consider it.

My libido & conscious had been having an argument since the begging started. After all a cute young guy – still wet behind the ears offering whatever I wanted just so long as his kept his job was too much for me. As my head went into overdrive & my pussy began to throb I realised that while I was a sympathetic woman I was hornier that I would ever be sympathetic.As I met his gaze he understood that it wasn’t the practical stuff like getting me a good mortgage deal or repairing my car I had in mind. The boys face flushed he wriggled in the seat & stammered a bit. So – how was I going to play this I pondered though only briefly. Having the upper hand with an estate agent was such a novelty I knew I would milk this boy dry & there was no place for coyness that night.

I was getting off on his anxiety. Why is it that a nervous man can make a powerful woman really quite dangerous? There was nothing that could stop me from enjoying this.Walking slowing around the table I met his gaze. A deep intent stare and with each step I took neared to him – my pussy throbbed more. Frozen to the spot he didn’t dare move. It dawned on him that he would get more than he bargained for. Taking his smooth face in my hands I reassured him with a shush that it would be okay.

His breathing hastened a little though I suspected more from anxiety than arousal. Slowly I undid his tie & released the buttons on his shirt. If his chest was a gauge I knew he was going to be beautiful just what I liked. Smooth ripe & young. Moving his head slightly to the side I started on his neck. Nibbling licking & kissing it. His heartbeat was audible & beads of sweat began to appear & he still clutched his bundle of papers. The boy was frozen to the spot & I knew that in the absence of a manual he would need a lot of direction.Removing the papers from his hand I took his shirt off his shoulders. His young well toned muscles turned me on.

I have always liked to look to take a moment to explore with my eyes while allowing my mind to ponder what direction I wanted to take it. Would I bully him be rough with him humiliate him even or perhaps a gentler encounter was more appropriate. Putting a little distance between us I surveyed his body his chest exposed his belt still fastened. And spending a little longer looking in his eyes I saw pure apprehension. Looking away would have been the kindest thing to do but I didn’t. He shuffled diverted his eyes blushed. Look at me I said. Moving close again I undid his belt allowing his trousers to fall to the floor. Even a nervous boy gets hard & as the erection in his pants grew I could barely contain myself. Take them off I ordered. Fumbling & tripping up he managed to remove his boxers. The sight that met me was surely worth the wait.

His cock gleamed beautifully stood proud & a small bead of spunk spilled from the end. Kneeling down I took his cock in my hand & the boy let out a moan. Even with that first touch I knew he was struggling not to explode there & then. And what was my power trip that night? He wasn’t allowed to come.

Here is the deal boy if you make an hour with me without shooting your load I will consider helping you out if you come no deal. His face contorted & he was surely facing the greatest challenge of his life & as I didn’t want to buy the damn house so was I? Working from his inner thigh I licked the delightful place where his balls met his leg. As he twitched & sighed I looked up into his eyes & reminded him of the deal. The base of his cock was broad I moved my tongue slowly around it feeling it throb. Trembling the boy almost crumbled the game would soon be up & I would be home within an hour. Taking my tongue in long slow strokes along the length of his cock stopping momentarily to look at it I had never seen such a beautiful specimen. His grunt & moans getting louder more primal with every lick. I laughed & said Not long now.

Perhaps laying down the gauntlet was not so smart after all. The boy let out a yell of No fucking way. That was it. I began to gently lick his knob little teasing sweeps expecting him to spurt at any moment. The boy had clearly got a hold of himself & despite the small beads of moisture that seeped into my mouth there was no sign of his orgasm. The transition from gentle licks to taking him full & deep into my throat was so quick it took him by surprise. The depth & breadth of his cock chocked me I sucked him with frenzy working his shaft with my hands the wet from my mouth helping to get a rhythm. His moans followed by another yell of You wont win. Time to up may game I thought.

Pulling my skirt up & my pants to one side I sat back in the chair opened my legs parted my lips & told him to kneel down & watch. Feeling the smooth velvety wetness of my cunt was beautiful. Gently tickling my clitoris he watched his cock hard his face contorted with the effort of containing himself. Every few moments my finger dipped slightly into the pink wetness of my pussy. Getting deeper & deeper until it disappeared inside completely. He almost crumbled the look of concentration on his face getting more intent. Not long now I said. His resolve only got stronger & even when I began fucking myself frantically with three fingers he managed to hold back.

How much was I going to have to up my game? I wanted to be fucked but there was a principle at stake here? Reaching across I lifted a bottle of wine out of the rack handed it to him – gave a look hoping he would get just what I expected him to do with it. Taking it from me he seemed bemused so I leaned back a bit more opened my cunt wide with my fingers lifted my legs up to rest on the chair & said Do it. He was more than cautious he hesitated before he eased the end into my wet eager pussy. God I was wet. It wasnt long before he found his courage plunging it into me steadily. As he hit that spot repeatedly I lost my self control my hips moving to meet the plunge. I could feel the muscles inside my pussy clench the spasm built momentum my entire body writhed & when orgasm came I yelled out. Still the boy held onto his spunk. I was getting angry I wasn’t for losing this challenge no way. Fucking him was not what I had intended but I guessed it had to be done. He knew by the look on my face what was coming & I could tell he was worried.

Taking his hand I led him to the lounge lay him on his back on the sofa & stood over him looking down I said The game is over boy just admit it. His cock was so hard I could hardly contain myself but knew that I should be deliberate. I like fucking on top when one foot can touch the floor it gives for more control. Climbing onto him I put the very end of his cock against my clitoris & worked it steadily around the swelling. He jerked & writhed fighting he wanted to plunge in yet was fearful of what would happen if he did. Okay boy this is where the game ends.

I am going to slowly lower myself onto your cock just a little at a time inch my inch. You wont be sure if or when I may push down all the way. When I do you will spurt into me like the little boy you are.By now his head rocked back & forth in protest muttering the occasional No way. Hey just let it happen you know you want to. It will be okay let yourself go. Slowly I lowered my cunt a little further onto his cock though with each movement pulling up again & looking as he struggled to contain himself. It going to happen soon boy you know that don’t you? In a minute your cock will be as deep as it can be inside me. Getting the angle & position just right one foot on the floor my knee wedged comfortably in the sofa I plunged down hard laughing as I did it.

God he felt beautiful inside me & the challenge only made my need greater. Resisting the urge to grind against him I lowered deep but each time raising up until his cock was almost out. Over & over up & down. The boys teeth were grinding trying to stave off the inevitable. I felt the need to explain what was happening I loved to talk during sex & a little dialogue could only help me win. Do you like this boy…………….I think you do. Can you feel the hotness inside me…..do you like it? That’s what a real woman feels like. You have a beautiful cock……….I can feel every bit of it rubbing against the swollen wetness inside me. You wont know exactly when but I will thrust down onto you & grind against you & when I do you will burst boy….you know it & I know it. And so it continued me raising & lowering slowly timing the words just before I lowered. He writhed struggled tried to distract himself concentrate on something else.

I was desperate just to do it holding back keeping the temptation was becoming more & more difficult. I just wanted to feel him deep to rub my clitoris against his groin while having his depth & breadth inside me. Taking a deep breath I looked into his eyes. Here goes boy. With strength I didn’t know I had I held onto his shoulders plunged deep – took him to the hilt kept my foot on the floor & rode the boy madly. He moaned grabbed at my ass pulling & pushing me back & forth. Two wild animals lost in the feeling of being filled fucked we bit – scratched grabbed lumps of each others flesh & sunk our nails into the others skin. The point of challenge had gone & for a few beautiful moments we were lost in the sheer passion of fucking & being fucked.

The momentum rose screams increased & we had both got past the point of no return. With one last push his cock exploded its wet spunk into my cunt just as my body reached fever pitch. For minutes our orgasms rippled through us both. Collapsing onto his chest I was totally spent. The boy lifted my head & looked at me. That was wonderful I have never been fucked like that I am sorry I came though.It was time for me to go & while I wasnt for buying the house I though perhaps a sexy second viewing was in order…