Three months into her new secretarial job in one of Boston’s oldest law firms, Tammy a sexy caramel complexioned diva managed to turn the heads of everyone in her path. None more so than the young drop-dead handsome Mr. John Carpenter the firms newest partner and fulltime blue-eyed playboy. John and Tammy flirted in their own way, a light brush against the other followed by an ill-timed apology, a devilish smile here, and a wink there. Catching him on more than one occasion admiring her long legs, Tammy began donning her trademarked black high heels and barely there nylons to John’s unspoken approval.  

For weeks she’d noticed his flow of women slowed to a trickle. There were still the extended lunch dates but he never looked at them the way he looked at Tammy. There was a wicked sexual energy between them that neither could deny or outwardly acknowledge besides being the others muse in their nightly erotic fantasies.  

The opportunity presented itself while they worked afterhours preparing for a trial. Other then the Zen fountains bubbling in the distance the office was silent. “Ms. Jones, please step into my office.” Mr. Carpenter asked over the intercom. Tammy entered his dimly lit office to find him seated behind his large desk; she closed and locked the door behind her. He tried in vain to conceal his devilish smirk. He wanted this just as much as she did.

“You rang.” She asked coyly sauntering towards him.

“Yes. Your clothes.”

“What about my clothes?”

“Take them off. I want to see you undress.” He said smoothly. With no further discussion Tammy unbutton her light top and eased her skirt off of her round ass leaving her standing before him in her matching black lace bra, underwear and heels, just the way he liked it. He rounded the desk, taking her face in his hands kissing her as if his life depended on it. She felt her knees go weak from anticipation. She released a low moan as he gripped her ass lifting her onto his desk. Tammy quickly unbuttoned and threw aside his crisp white shirt between breaths exposing his well defined shoulders and chest. He removed her bra and cupped her tits, her nipples hardening in his needy mouth. She arched to his touch and pulled at the zipper of his pants, he removed them, kicking them and his boxers free.

He exhaled as she massaged his thick cock releasing a drop on pre-cum at which she dropped to her knees and licked clean. She sucked and licked his cock until she felt it tighten to the point of eruption; she calmed her suction allowing him to catch his breath. His head swam watching her hands stroke white cock as it slid between her plump wine tinted lips. The countless nights he’d spent fantasizing about this act were bullshit compared to her kneeling cock-worshiping him.

Speechless he allowed her to have her way with him before stopping her, bringing her to her feet, tearing her panties from her curvy frame, bending her over the desk, kicking her legs open and embedding his engorged dick into her wet pussy. He gripped her ass with each thrust sending her jerking forward. Fucking her deeply and pulling her hair, he expected her to put up a fight but she begged for more. He enthusiastically granted her wishes, driving into her with careless force. She moaned and called to him. He groaned and tilled her from behind. Seeing her round brown ass bounce with his strokes accentuated his arousal. He was close to cumming when he felt the walls of her orgasmic pussy working his cock.

Pulling out, he turned her towards him, lifted her to his waist inserted his cock, held her ass and slammed her against the wall of him office and continued battering her pussy. She lost her senses as he stroked into her rendering her unable to speak beyond a whimper. He called out to her; she screamed for him, their bodies fed on one another’s. Out of all the women he’d fucked Tammy was by far the most sensual. Her legs wrapped around him holding him where she wanted him; her mouth and tongue hungrily devouring his. The way she moved with him ensuring he was enjoying their taboo riddled fuck fest just as much as she was.

He stroked long and hard, she ran her hands through the back of his head bring herself closer to him and whispered. “Mr. Carpenter I’m cumming.”

“Cum for me Tammy.” He replied increasing his thrust and pulling her ass towards him. She helplessly screamed his name repeatedly as her orgasm pulsed through her. He could hear the slosh of her pussy working overtime on his cock. He was determined to get her off once more before he blew his load. He thrashed into her cutting her recovery time short and building up to the next. “Tammy you’re so fucking sexy. I want you to cum again for me.”

“Oh shits Mr. Carpenter keep going. I’m cumming again!” she yelled. He couldn’t hold back any longer.

“Damn Tammy I’m cumming!” he bellowed and with a few violent thrust he came deep inside of her suckling pussy. She came once again and placed her head on his dewy shoulder as they caught their breath.

“Mr. Carpenter that was amazing.” Tammy exclaimed.

“Please call me John. I think we’re on first name basis seeing that you have my cum swimming around inside of you.”