The Secret to Sucess

Ellen sat at her desk working on the Company’s Profit and Loss report. Ellen started as a temp 6 years ago and worked up the ladder to the position she is in now, administrative assistant to the COO. She had worked very hard in and out of the office to get to where she was at. As she worked on the report, she is buzzed.

“Yes sir.”

“Ellen can you please come in here, and lock the door when you enter?”

“Be right there”

Ellen looked around the office as she turned around in her chair. She shifted in her chair, and raised her skirt up. She reached under her skirt and slowly slid her lacy thong down her hips and her toned tanned legs. She opened her desk drawer and laid them inside and took out a band and pulled her long brown hair into a pony tail. She got up, adjusted her skirt and walked to the door behind her desk. With her hand on the door knob, she took a deep breath and entered. As she was instructed she closed and locked the door behind her. She turned to face her boss with a fake smile on her face. As she starts walking toward his desk, she begins to unbutton her blouse.

“You need something sir?”

“Yes Ellen, I do”

Pete was a 52 year old married executive. He had a reputation for making the companies he worked for a lot of money. He was an obese guy and as the young, sexy Ellen approached him he lifted his belly and began to unbuckle his pants. As Ellen approached she opened her blouse, he black bra was full of her 34 DD breast.

“Take your bra off and let me see the titties I bought for you.”

She knelt down and reaches back to unhook her bra and let her titties bounce free as he pulled out his small pudgy cock. She went straight to work. She opened her mouth and engulfed his entire length with out preparation. She cupped his balls as she bobbed her head up and down his cock. His hands were all over her tits, pulling her nipples as he moaned and pumped his hips pushing his cock into her mouth.

“Ok I am ready” Pete said sternly.

Ellen stood up and pulled her skirt up, and bent across his desk. Her breast pressed into the cold wood. Pete, with his pants around his ankle moved behind her and rammed his cock into her smooth, tight pussy. He took hold of her hips and pounded her hard. Ellen moaned as he pounded her, she lifted so her nipples rubbed across the smooth wood of the desk. The hardness of the desk was sending electricity through her body. She was going to actually cum this time, if he lasted a few more minutes, instead of having to fake it. She heard Pete begin to moan, she knew it was coming so she squealed softly and squeezed her pussy lips tight around his cock, and faked another orgasm as she felt Pete release his cum into her.

He pulled out and fell back into his chair as he breathed heavy.