The office

Her name was Johanna, she was my new substitute-secretary. It was Friday and I was just about to finish my nine hours long day at the office. The most demanding day on the whole weak. I glanced up towards the clock hanging on the wall and watched it strike six. It was late, but I wasn”™t tiered. In fact I felt as fit as a fiddle and friskier then I had been in years. This fact was quite extraordinary considering my age. Officially a senior citizen next Thursday, when by the way, my wife and I have planned a cosy night at home. Actually, that whole day had been pretty freaky. I had a strange, feeling of happiness and an intense tingle in my spine from the moment I woke up that morning. But now, all that was gone.

The whole time since I got there I had bee sitting in my office-chair, undressing her in my mind, each and every little thread on her body. I was almost starting to feel a little sick to my stomach because of my perverted, lecherous thoughts. She was barely an adult for Christ sake! Probably not even older than my grandchild. Just a bit over twenty I recon. Butt it couldn”™t be helped. I was imprisoned in the cage that was her beauty. I looked at her where she sat by the counter-desk, and once again a started to undress her with my eyes. She was so unbelievably sexy sitting there, tossing her papers around. It wasn”™t very hard imagining her naked body under her clothes. She didn”™t leave much to the imagination. Her hair was of middle length, about to her shoulders and it was milk-chocolaty brown. On the sides it was tied up in two little pig-tales, with some hair left to make a fringe, just like a little cute school-girl. She wore a thin small, nearly transparent blouse with the top three buttons buttoned-up. Underneath, I could catch a glimpse of a read lace-bra, and you could se deep down her blouse where she sat leaned forward over her desk. Her bust was proportionately large to her sleek figure. She had also on a short, black skirt and black/read horizontally striped stockings. If I was really lucky I could catch a glimpse of her neat, little white panties under the desk when she switched position. I visualized her sitting there without her thin white blouse and bra with her breasts pointing right out. And she was just about to take her panties off when she suddenly looked up from her paperwork. I couldn”™t for a second take my eyes off of her tits even if I wanted to. She looked scrutinizing at me for a while. It felt as if she could see right into my sole with her deep blue eyes. They were so unbelievably beautiful as they sparkled in the light of the halogen lamps, but at the same time there were something slightly cold about them. She once again gazed at me, this time with a look I couldn”™t quite interpret, and laid her arms in the shape of a cross over her bust like she wanted to cover up.

Did she know what I had been doing the past couple of minutes? It started to grow in my pants. I hoped she wouldn”™t see but a 10 inches trousersnake is hard not to notice if you know what I mean.

”œOh, you pervert!” she uttered, but with happy and playful voice. My penis got even stiffer. I almost got the feeling that it would explode at any moment. I really don”™t think I have ever been that hard before. Not even as a horny schoolboy filled with testosterone when I sneaked in at the girls locker-room and peeped at them in the shower. In that very moment something incredible happened that many of us only fanaticize about. Something you can watch at noon if you have got cable.

-Don”™t think I haven”™t noticed what you”™ve been doing sitting there all day.

I jumped a feat of my chair and nearly got my heart in my throat.

-I have done the same thing. Since I got here this Thursday I have been fantasizing about what you and I could do together.

My penis felt like a giant anaconda that had recently had been captured and was fighting for its life to get out of its bag. ”œThere seams to be a bit short of space in there”, she said, laying her eyes on my bulging male genitalia with laid smothered to my thigh. I was speechless, and sat like paralyzed on my chair and just looked at her. ”œThere seams to be a bit short of space in there”, she said once again. ”œLet the beast out for some air wont´ ya´” Still I was paralyzed.

By this time she had stood up and she leaned towards the wall just beside me. She advanced towards me with her aim set on my cock. She tore up my button-fly with great zest to uncover the big secret hidden within my trousers. My pecker popped up like a spring in her face. She almost lost her breath in astonishment of its humongous size. Then she smiled teasingly. For a short moment a peace of her braces peaked up and glittered. I nearly came in my pants right there ant then. It was a little fetish I had. If there was something that made me enormously aroused it was girls with braces. I have no idea why. That”™s just how it is. That was how I fell for my wife back home. With grate determination Johanna gripped a hold of my dick. Se went down on her knees and voraciously took it in her mouth, just like I have seen my obese sister ate a whole snickers in only one bite. Her full read lips clasped my immensely erected cock and her mouth became one with it. She started moving her had up and down the shaft of my penis. Now and then she stopped sucking and inspected its greatness with amazed eyes. She moved her thong in circles around my bellend. Occasionally and out of my control my vocal cords produced brief, loud shouts of excitement when her thong tickled the top of my penis.

I could feel that this wasn”™t at all her first time. Surely she had been substituting at other offices and seduced other horny old geezers like me. I liked that thought, it made me feel inferior. Again she took my dick in her mouth. Ever so often I could feel how her braces scraped against my bellend. It hurt but I liked it, I have always been slightly masochistic. I”™m not afraid to go ruff. After some time of sucking she got tiered. She picked up a pen in the right top drawer of my desk just beside my chair.

”œOops! I dropped the pen”, she said as she let it fall to the floor some centimetres away from herself where she had been sitting crouched. She turned her back against me and bent over to pick up the pen. I studied her voluptuous derriere for some time. Her buttocks were firm and round just like to gigantic peaches. I imagined them wobble as I pumped her from behind doggie style. She stood there leaned forward for quite a while as if she was waiting for something. Then her head turned my direction and she looked angrily at me.

-Come on old man! I”™m not gonna”™ stand here all day!

It was then that I gathered all my courage and advanced towards her. I could tell she was inpatient, on the verge of exploding. You could hear a loud smack as I slapped her hard with my left hand on the ass. Her ass-cheeks jiggled like were they made of jelly. ´

”œOoh, that”™s more like it!”, she said with a moan. Before I could even react she had pulled her panties off and thrown them in the window. In a weird kind of way it felt exciting. My office was on the bottom floor and anyone who passed by outside the building could catch more than a glimpse of us going about in there.

”œWell, come inside me for fuck sake!”, she screamed. I tenderly spread the lips of her vulva and slowly inserted my penis in her wheat vagina. She was as tight as a virgin and she screamed out loud when I thrust it hard inside of her. She squealed like dog at the dinner-table begging for food as I started pumping her more frequent and with more power. My restrictions let go more and more as I went on. And harder and harder i pumped her. I truly felt like a king and she was my sex slave. Not one of those pussy kings like the king of Sweden Karl Gustav the 12:th, well maybe more like the former president Bill Clinton when he screwed Monica Lewinski over, or maybe like the emperor of Brunei. The harder I thrust my dick into her pussy the louder she cried.

After approximately 20 minutes of clean old pumping she reached climax. I felt how her vagina tightened around my cock when she got her orgasm. Her scream was almost deafening and it pierced through my ears. I think that I could virtually hear the big office windows tremble. The crows who sat in the maple tree outside leaved their branches and flied away over the roof tops in the moonlight. Everything felt like in a movie.

Once again my thoughts were interrupted by Johanna”™s impatient voice. ”œDon”™t stop!” I found myself standing there looking out the window, thinking about what I had just experienced. I thought of my own inability to do two things at once. ”œHow can it be so difficult to fuck and think at the same time?” I laughed on the inside at us men and our lack of simultaneous capacity, such primitive beings. Then I grabbed a hold of her firm thighs and lifted her up against the wall. She couldn”™t have whey more then 50 kilos. Once more I penetrated her and I fucked her so hard that the plaster wall swayed. After some minutes a tingling feeling went through my body. An intense shiver went all the way from my chest out to my fingertips, down in my toes and it all finally gathered in my penis. I felt how all my mussels constricted and then relaxed when I exploded in her cunt. I uttered a masculine growl and then a dampened moan as I recovered my breath. It felt like I was in heaven. But suddenly it struck my mind. ”I had no condom, and I came right inside her.” I was in despair. Johanna saw the terrified look in my eyes and just like before she reed my mind.

-Don”™t worry, I”™m on contraceptives.