Sharing a fantasy

delirious39

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My Office Fantasy
Me
36yrs old
Long brunette hair
5’8” tall
Long legs
Dress size 14
Bust 38E

Dress Code:
Tweed Jacket & and matching knee length Skirt.
White blouse buttoned to the neck
Tan stockings and white matching suspender belt, knickers and bra
Hair tied in a bun
Wearing my dark rimmed glasses and tan heeled shoes.

Background
I’m financially embarrassed and need my job
My husband is currently unemployed. Three weeks ago he was made redundant by the company that I work for

Setting the scene
My boss, the owner of the company that i work for has called me into the office to discuss my performance and development.
A man in his fifties he is short (only 5’6”) overweight for his height, balding and not very attractive, however he constantly makes sexual innuendo remarks to me, out of the hearing of others.

Found myself holding my skirt up to my waist perched on the edge of Mr Clarke’s desk while he caressed my stocking clad legs. He removed my knickers and soon he was touching my knickerless crutch with his nimble, skilful and dextrose fingers.
Ecstasy! At the point of orgasm he stops and calls his PA requesting to call my husband! I object to him stopping and calling hubby but his fingers keep me entranced.
On speaker phone he asks hubby what he is prepared to do to get his job back. Anything he says!
Ahhhh I gasp as he probes skilfully with his fingers.
‘Anything’? He responds yes!
He’s told to come to the office now. He arrives and knocks at the door in less than five minutes; I was unaware that he was already in the building.
‘Enter’ he does and sees me with my back to him. Mr C stands his fingers still present.
‘Hello John’ he smiles ‘Your wife is also prepared to assist in your employment potential’
Ahhhhhhhhhhh
I turn slightly trying to avoid eye contact with John
Walk around and see what we have here John. Waving with his free hand
John walks around and sees Mr C’s fingers dancing in his wife’s haven.
She’s is very wet John.......Ahhhhhhhhhhhh
And responsive. He laughs as he sits down in his chair
Biting my bottom lip
‘Do you think she will take off her jacket for me John?’......................’Ask her for me’
‘Gill’ clearing his throat ‘ Your jacket, please remove it’
I do and hand it to john.
‘ummmh Good Girl’ grinning ‘ How about dropping the skirt?’
I do and hand it to john
‘great figure’ his hands stroking my thighs and stocking clad legs
‘Unbutton your blouse’ he barks with a stern face
I do as requested and place my hands at my side allowing the blouse to fall open

‘lovely’ smirking ‘lovely’
I am going to fuck your wife
He stand s and loosens his belt and flies
His trousers drop to the ground and he holds his rigid cock in his hand
You don’t mind do you john? No he whimpers.
He doesn’t mind Gill! Smiling he steps forward
I look down and see him rubbing his helmet over my lips and cliterous
Ahhhhhhhhhhhh
It stretches my lips as it starts to enter
Look Gill watch me enter you.
Pleasure and repulsion

Thrusting in and out, kissing my neck, pushing me backwards so I rest back on my hands, holding my hips
Grunting he cum’s
After a few moments withdraws and steps to one side.
John I want you to fuck your wife now!
 
I, too, enjoy the thought of being forced to submit to a fingering.
 
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