Boss a-shagging

I wondered what he wanted, as I tapped twice on the door to his office before going in. He looked up from the screen of his computer, and gave me one of his smiles that melt butter. I smiled uncertainly. He shouldn't bother wasting his charm on me, as I was not one of the gullible girls in this company .

"You sent for me sir" I said as composed as ever

Tari stood up, unfolding all six feet three inches of raw testosterone and walking towards me. Okay I have to admit at this point, the dude is all that. He might not be the classic romance novel page cover, but there was something alluring about him, that had lured most of the single girls into his bed. The most shocking one was Freda.... I couldn't believe she of all people could fall for his wiles. And even more shocking, she seemed to like it. 

I was still lost in my thoughts, when a whiff of his cologne sent shivers down my spine. When did he get so close to me, he was standing right in my face. I took a step backwards, trying to steady my breathing. He smiled and that lonely dimple on his left cheek drew my attention to his face and inadvertently to his lips. Tari had those lips that were slightly puffy, with well defined ridges. Kissing him would be a dream. I rolled my eyes at my line of thought, and looked up to his eyes. He was staring right into mine.

"Ehm... Is there anything you want sir?" I asked

"Yes... You" 

"Wha... what?" I asked not believing what I had heard.

"I want you.... I want to breath you in.... explore you and make you fly....... and I know you want me too.... Yes ma'am you want me really bad.... stop fighting it"  he said leaning and whispering into my ears. 

"Sir I beg your pardon.... I am not interested in you, and I would never be" I responded willing my legs to move and take me out of the office.

"Then why are you wet?" he asked.

I turned around, and walked out of his office. I was angry.... really angry because he was right. I was very wet.... But how dare he....

I sat in my cubicle, and my nipples were hard. Maybe it's the air conditioning but why was I so wet..... Why was I so drawn to him. I didn't want a one night stand or in this case afternoon. Guys like him are bad news. Nothing good could come out of shagging him, no matter how bad I wanted to. 

I shut the door and stood with my back to it. Tari got up and in four strides had his hands in my hair. He was hard already. How did he know I would come back.... had he been sitting here thinking dirty thoughts of me and nursing that erection.. 

His lips were on mine, and it didn't matter.... I just needed to do this once, and get it over with. I grabbed his dick through his trousers, and he groaned. Good.... I love men that are vocal in the sack. Let's see who wanted this more badly. 

I pushed him away from me, he had been nibbling on my earlobe. His eyes brightened and his breathing was ragged. I took him by his tie, and led him towards the glass panel behind his chair. We had a good view of the bustling city underneath us.  They weren't supposed to be able to ee us, but I didnt care. I just needed to be well screwed.

His back was to the glass wall, and I undid his pants letting them fall to the floor. He worked on removing his shirt impatiently and I looked at his face, watching his reactions to my fondling. His balls were in the palms of my hand, and I squeezed lightly. He gasped and pulled my face closer ravaging my lips. I knew that my lips would be swollen after this encounter. 

Tari grabbed hold of my 38d cups, and searched out my hard nipples through my blouse. His lips sought refuge on them, and he bit me. I winced, drawing his head closer to my cleavage. He pulled my hair backwards and sent a trail of kisses down my neck. By this time i couldn't recognise the animal noises I was making. He spun me around, pinning me to the wall with my hands above my head which caused my boobs to be up in the air to his advantage.

"I knew you would be a vixen" he murmured as he used his other hand in raising my skirt. His finger found my crouch, and he put one of his legs in between my thighs forcing my thighs wider. He caressed my crouch softly and I felt like I was going to be a puddle on his floor pretty soon. Then he shifted my panties to the side and inserted a wet finger into my pussy. I was a mess.... I felt how wet I was, as his finger slid in and out of me fast easily. I shrieked like a damn witch as I felt my orgasm hit me furiously. 

He turned me around with my breasts pressing against the cold glass, then he pulled my hips towards him and I felt his rod slide gently into me. I jerked wanting him to take me faster.... cure me of this madness and he did. With each thrust, he sank deeper and hit harder. Then it was all a blur. I couldn't concentrate on anything but the dick going in and out of me again and again and again. He groaned like a wounded animal, going even faster and soon I knew he was going to cum.

"Don't cum inside me" I mumbled, proud I could even talk.

He groaned in response, and thrust faster. Then he withdrew and spew his cum on the marble floor. I fell to the ground spent.