Lesbian Female / 37
Fucked Like A Secretary
First, I'm a mid thirties CPA MBA Director of Financial Reporting for a public company with thousands of employees. I have a reputation for dancing with the ladies.
2019 reporting season, a difficult transaction and a squabble over reporting. I stuck to my guns, wouldn't budge. A meeting was called and 'he' attended. Easily the most influential man in the company. He listened, asked good questions. He got his little finger under my argument and started to wiggle. I was no longer sure, my position was solid, but there's always another angle.
He dismissed the meeting, called me to lunch with him in the executive dining room. My goose was cooked, no one I knew had ever been up there. We had a table in a corner by the window, giving us room to talk and not be overheard. He went straight to my 'schooling', my formal education. My experience in public accounting. Tore at my argument, never raising his voice, testing the limits. For the first time in my position I felt intimidated professionally. He was right, an angle I had never considered.
After giving in on my position, I was visibly shaken, intimidated by a man, intellectually and professionally. He commented 'what you need is a good fucking'. I was shocked, anger would come later. How dare he? He said he had a 'Murcielago'? I had a hard time fitting in, I had to take off my heels. He drove me out to the expressway, I 'held on' for dear life. He took me home to 'change my underwear'.
With a half push I was over the back of my couch, my hands on the cushions, totally off balance, my pants came off with my underwear, the slap on my ass was authoritative, I had never had my ass slapped by a man, no man had seen my exposed backside, his dick went in so easily, it caught me by surprise, I always imagined it would be 'difficult'. I was half balanced, steadied by his grip on my hips, he royally fucked me, hesitating a half second before ejaculating in me.
He sent me to my room to 'fix myself up', while he wiped off with a dishtowel.
2019 reporting season, a difficult transaction and a squabble over reporting. I stuck to my guns, wouldn't budge. A meeting was called and 'he' attended. Easily the most influential man in the company. He listened, asked good questions. He got his little finger under my argument and started to wiggle. I was no longer sure, my position was solid, but there's always another angle.
He dismissed the meeting, called me to lunch with him in the executive dining room. My goose was cooked, no one I knew had ever been up there. We had a table in a corner by the window, giving us room to talk and not be overheard. He went straight to my 'schooling', my formal education. My experience in public accounting. Tore at my argument, never raising his voice, testing the limits. For the first time in my position I felt intimidated professionally. He was right, an angle I had never considered.
After giving in on my position, I was visibly shaken, intimidated by a man, intellectually and professionally. He commented 'what you need is a good fucking'. I was shocked, anger would come later. How dare he? He said he had a 'Murcielago'? I had a hard time fitting in, I had to take off my heels. He drove me out to the expressway, I 'held on' for dear life. He took me home to 'change my underwear'.
With a half push I was over the back of my couch, my hands on the cushions, totally off balance, my pants came off with my underwear, the slap on my ass was authoritative, I had never had my ass slapped by a man, no man had seen my exposed backside, his dick went in so easily, it caught me by surprise, I always imagined it would be 'difficult'. I was half balanced, steadied by his grip on my hips, he royally fucked me, hesitating a half second before ejaculating in me.
He sent me to my room to 'fix myself up', while he wiped off with a dishtowel.
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