Big Black Boss and Danielle the secretary

My secretary was a tease. There was no denying it and if being totally honest with myself, it was the very same flirtatious behaviour that now burdened my working days that had initially persuaded me to hire her. I remembered the interview vividly. The way her thick hips had swung as she walked into my office. Flicking her long blonde hair over her shoulder and chewing on her wet red lips as I fumbled my way through company policy. I first thought that her lip biting was due to nervousness, I mean even in a suit I know I can appear intimidating and for a twenty-something young white woman, auditioning to become professionally subservient to a well-built 45 year old black man, nerves were inevitable right? Rambling on about her good work ethic I couldn’t help sneak a glimpse at the breasts that if things went well would be wandering around my office 3 days a week and boy was I glad I did. With the two top buttons of her white shirt undone, the crease between her pushed up tits caused a mild stirring and I briefly imagined what those juicy tits would look like wrapped around my thick black cock. I pictured the pre-cum, oozing out and allowing my dick to slide closer to those lips, closer to her wet little mouth… As I looked up she was looking right at me, panicking I fired another question about her previous job and though she answered it quickly enough for it to not be mentioned, for a split second she gave me a smirk that let me know she knew, she knew I was looking, knew I liked what I saw and knew that she enjoyed being looked at. Straight after I watched her sexy round ass leave I cancelled the rest of the interviews and hired her the next day.
Danielle’s outfits had become the highlight of mine and my colleague’s mornings! The shirts getting lower, the skirts getting shorter so when she bent over my desk to pick up something I could see the top of a stocking or a tiny patch of the silk panties that covered the tight juicy pussy that I daily pictured playing with. She knew what she was doing, rubbing that ass against guys in the corridors though there was room enough, wearing low cut shirts and bending over enough for me to see the slightly darker flesh that surrounded her nipples. And most frustratingly still chewing on that teasing little slut mouth and showing me that naughty smirk that had landed her the job. She wanted it, she deserved it, and after two years she was gonna fucking get it.
The morning it finally happened my wife had woken up early and I awoke to her soft hands rubbing the head of my dick. I turned over and moved my hand into her already wet panties sliding a finger easily into the pussy that had given me my beautiful daughter.