“Charla, please come to my office.” Slowly Charla walks over to the door of her boss and peeps her head in with a look of worry she says, “Yes sir?” “Come in and close the door,” he watches as she walks in and softly closes the metal door. “Please have a seat,” he says as she makes her way over to his desk and comfortably pushes her butt into the chair, trying to keep her skirt from rising up. “I called you in here because I have been getting some complaints about you,” in shock by his claims, Charla begins to ask, “from who?” “It’s not important about who, but just know I have been getting complaints against you and now I have to do something about it,” takes a sharp glance across the room then stands up from his desk in a crisp dark Italian suit. Standing as if there is art to admire, he quickly stares into her eyes with a look of shame as one dark curl from his hair softens above his brow. “Charla you have been working here for a while, and even I have noticed something is going on with you,” her boss says as he moves closer to the chair. Quickly he places a hand on her chin then gently moves her face back into a place where they can see eye to eye. Smiling he quickly turns away and becomes stern yet amused. “Charla, you do realize we have a dress code in this office?” looking at her with a raised brow, as he sits on his desk looking down at the skirt. Staring at her with his piercing blue eyes he began to further explain the problem then waiting for an answer. “Yes sir, I am so sorry I will go home and change my clothes,” she says as her body becomes ashamed and confused then she begins to slump into the chair. “Well Charla, no need to go home now but realize you are too big to wear those kind of skirts,” he says as he continues to watch the reaction on her face. Chalra continues to sit there numb while rubbing her hands into each other, then a tear starts to fall from her eyes. “Charla I sit in my office and I see you pass in front of my window and I think hmm does she know how bad this is?” “Well sir I am….” she starts to explain and then he gets even closer moving away from the desk again. Looking at her closely while slowly examining the red skirt he then places a finger by her knee. “See Charla a skirt should go beyond the knee to meet the dress code,” he implies as his finger trails up her knee, searching for the end of the skirt. “Charla when you walk past I see your thick juicy thighs rubbing against each other and I wonder how warm it is in between there.” Sitting with her mouth partly open, she feels a finger wipe away her tear as she sat wondering what all this meant. Smiling at her, he then places both hands into hers rubbing them to put her at ease. “You know Charla in those moments I just follow the curves of your body as you walk past and sometimes I would even see you smile my way.” Charla began to straighten up in the chair and became hypnotized by his words. “Your thighs send me into a trance and then the roundness of your breast makes me want to get closer.” Sitting with her legs tightly closed, he looks down at them and begins to separate them with his hands. “I hope you are so wet right now Charla, I have been thinking about you for so long, ” he says as his hands move up under skirt, feeling her lace panties. “You know it’s against to rules to be this wet Charla, I should do something about this, “as his fingers rubbed her clit making her lay back into the chair. Moaning softly she says, “Yes sir, I am sorry I broke the rules.” “Unbutton your blouse Charla, I want to taste this mountain of pleasure, “he says as he takes off his jacket throwing it to the floor. “Stand up and let me see all of you baby, “as he watches her take off the sheer blouse slowly. As he watches her, two big bouncy chocolate breast with dark chocolate nipples embrace his face. Placing two hands on her round tits he devours them in lust and fights for each lick. Licking them uncontrollably he takes his tongue in circles, making sure he doesn’t skip an ounce of pleasure. Charla moans with excitement as her long black hair, tousles to the back. Her eyes closed, and he begins to pull down his pans then picks her up like a strong beast laying her onto the desk. “Charla,
I been wanting to taste this pussy for so long and finally it’s all mine.” Parting her pussy lips, he wet his two fingers and inserted them into her warm pussy lips. Fingering her pussy in and out his dick began to push through his boxers, slowly he pulled down his boxers. As he worshiped her body he felt her thighs tremble, he then held on to them and placed his face into them, licking her into each curve of her pussy. Moaning as he took each lick, Charla began to clasp her thighs around his head. As he tickled her clit with his tongue his dick grew so hard and he began to rub it with the other hand. “Oh Charla, you made me so very hard and now I have to punish this sweet wet pussy,” as he pulled her to the edge of the desk and put his thick hard dick into her juicy house of pleasure. He moaned, as he took his dick in and out of her wet pussy. “Oh yea, Charla I want this pussy all the time forever and for the rest of my life,” as he pushes his wet dick in out of her pussy lips feeling the curves of her body wrap his dick tight. “Charla, I just don’t want to fuck you for today, I want you to be mine,” he quickly stops and reaches down into his pants pocket then pulls out a diamond ring. Charla, shocked she reaches out her arms to him then he picks her up into his arms then carries her off to their bedroom.