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It’s a cold morning and I have been up since dawn. It’s a busy day buying companies and making them better. It’s also the first day for my new assistant. I’ve gone through three this year and it’s only May. I stand, six foot two with brown eyes and thick wavy hair, in front of my large desk. She comes into the office in a rush, clearly running late and a little bit of a mess. She’s perky, fresh out of school with golden hair and big blue eyes.
“Sorry I was running late,” she says rubbing a fresh coffee stain on her white top. “I swear it won’t happen again.”
“It better not,” I say. “This company is big and powerful and needs to run like a well oiled machine. Being late and your appearance… this is unacceptable.” She moves her hands from her chest and I see she has perky DD boobs in a black push-up bra poking through her shirt.
“I really am so sorry.” She drops her head and looks up at me with those big blue doe eyes and I can feel my cock getting hard.
“Just don’t let it happen again,” I say and dismiss her. All day she rushes around completing every task assigned to her in a timely manner. Honestly, I’d be impressed if she hadn’t made a bad first impression.

That night after everyone went home, as the lights went out in the rest of the building, I was packing up for the night when I saw her desk light still on.
“What are you still doing here?” I ask her. She has black-rimmed glasses on and is furiously typing.
“Getting started on tomorrows work,” she says not taking her eyes away from the screen.”
“Go home, Lindsey,” I say gently. She stops then, looking up at me over her glasses, blue eyes sparkling.
“Is there anything else I can do for you, sir?” She gets up and walks around the desk, leaning against it. I can see her skirt is shorter than it’s supposed to be per our dress code policy.
“No, seriously, go home.” She takes me hand and places the other on my hip, positioning herself in front of me.
“Please, sir, let me make up for my mistakes this morning,” she whispers. “I’ll do anything you say.” Then she meets my gaze. She smiles and I scan her body, a million things going through my mind.
“Get on your knees,” I say. She instantly pops down on her knees and starts to undo my belt while still staring up at me, lips slightly parted. I am already hard and throbbing when she puts her perfect plump pink lips around my cock. I brace myself, overwhelmed by how good she is at sucking me off. When I’m done, she zips me back up and we leave together.

This goes on for weeks. Her skirts get noticeably shorter and her shirts become plunging v-necks. One night in early July, she comes in my office. It’s after nine at night and the office is empty. She smiles and traces her parted lips with her tongue.
“Anything you want from me before I leave?” She asks. I nod, waving her over to me.
“I want something else tonight,” I say. She nods and I take my tie off, wrapping it around her wrists with a loose knot. She smiles and tries to conceal a giggle. I turn her around and bend her over my desk. Her skirt is so short today I can see her panties underneath it. There is a small wet spot appearing.
“Please, sir, do whatever you want to me”, she says breathlessly. I pull up her skirt and down her panties. Her freshly shaven pussy looks perfect next to my big dick. I slid a finger in to see how wet she really is and it’s obvious she’s ready for me. I slip my tip in and she already starts moaning. It’s good no one is here with how loud she is.
I go all the way in and begin fucking her slow and steady then faster. Her legs begin shaking and I can see her clutching onto the desk to hold herself up. She shutters with a loud moan. It’s my turn to come.
“Please, sir, inside me,” she says shakily. And I do as she asks.

I untie her and kiss her softly. “You’ve been a good girl today,” I whisper in her ear before she goes.
She turns in the doorway and says, “thank you.”

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