All morning he teased me. Letting me know his asshole was mine if I wanted it. And all morning my cock ached to be fucking his super cute tight hole. He finally got his duties cleared and closed the door behind him as he passed my secretary and entered my office. My wife had not long rang to say she'd pick me up for lunch. Knowing it would take her at least twenty minutes to get to the place I run my business, I didn't bother with any fore play, instead I got Brandon to drop his trousers and boxers, lean over my desk and then thrust my already hard cock straight up his, oh so beautiful ass. I didn't give Brandon's comfort or pleasure any thought. It was all about me and all about fucking him as hard and as fast as I wanted to fuck him.
We both knew he'd be walking out with my cum deep inside his bowels, and that's precisely what he did five minutes before my wife walked in. Only my secretary knew what we'd been doing, but since I'd been allowing her to leave early each Friday to have an affair with a married woman, she wasn't going to say anything.
Lunch was nice, but not as good as knowing my sperm was probably leaking out of my nineteen year old gay office junior.