Corporate Vice: A Secretary's Submission

The rain hammered against the windows of our bedroom, a rhythmic counterpoint to the anticipation building within me. Daniel, my husband, had always been captivated by the idea of a sultry secretary seducing a powerful boss, a fantasy he’d recently intensified. It was time to indulge him, to fulfill his desires with a level of detail he’d only dreamed of. I’d recently discovered LoveHoney, a website brimming with tantalizing lingerie, and there, nestled amongst the silk and lace, was the perfect outfit: a black, gray, and white plaid skirt, low-cut and see-through, paired with a matching button-down blouse and thigh-high stockings. It was a look designed to ignite desire, and I couldn't wait to unleash it.

As the kids stayed the night with Nana, a perfect opportunity presented itself. I texted Daniel, letting him know I had a surprise awaiting him, hinting at a roleplay scenario. The excitement was palpable as we settled into the living room, the tension thick in the air. I donned my makeup, emphasizing my eyes and lips with a bold, dark pink lipstick, transforming myself into the alluring secretary he’d envisioned. Dangling black, jeweled earrings completed the transformation, adding a touch of decadent glamour.

Then came the nipple jewelry – a small indulgence that always seemed to amplify the anticipation. The subtle hint of heat that rose within me as I fastened the fake pieces was a delicious precursor to what was to come. Slipping on the black sheer thigh highs, I moved to the bedroom, where I laid out the rest of the ensemble. A push-up bra, chosen for its support and cleavage-enhancing qualities, was paired with a pearl-beaded necklace that nestled perfectly between my breasts. Finally, I slid on my favorite pair of black, shiny heels, completing the transformation. And just for an extra touch, I’d ordered a fake nose ring from Amazon, adding a provocative element to the look.

Looking in the mirror, I was stunned by the woman I saw – a confident, sensual secretary, radiating an air of power and allure. The sight of myself filled me with a thrill, a delicious anticipation that only intensified my arousal. I ran my hands down my stomach, reveling in the warmth, and then explored the curve of my pussy, savoring the pleasure before it was unleashed.

A text message popped up on my phone, informing me that my company needed an interview candidate. Perfect timing. As Daniel walked into the room, my legs stretched out across the ottoman, I couldn't help but feel a surge of pleasure at the sight of him. Directing him to the chair beside me, I began the interview, leaning in at times to let my cleavage peek out, maintaining eye contact with a playful confidence.

Throughout the conversation, Daniel couldn't resist the urge to rub my legs, his hand lingering a little too long, a silent invitation that I readily accepted. I responded with a playful smirk, letting him know I wasn’t averse to his attention.

“I see you like these thigh-highs, sir,” I commented, breaking the silence with a provocative tone.

“Yes, ma’am,” he replied, his voice laced with desire.

As I delved into the specifics of the job, Daniel offered to give me a trial run, an opportunity I couldn’t refuse. “Please perform for me, sir, so I can confirm you would be the right fit for me,” I said, my voice dripping with invitation.

He rose from his chair, pulled me close, and began to kiss me, the initial tenderness quickly escalating into a passionate exchange. As his tongue danced across mine, fireworks erupted, a thrilling wave of pleasure washing over me. We were both consumed by the heat of the moment, our attraction undeniable. He continued to rub my legs and breasts, kissing my cleavage with an intensity that made my breath catch in my throat.

Then, he shifted his attention to my legs, running his hands up them towards my pussy. As his fingers brushed against my sensitive flesh, he couldn't contain himself any longer, his gaze filled with lust and desire.

“Ma’am,” he whispered, “do you always get this wet?”

“Yes, sir,” I replied, my voice breathless. “Please fuck me, sir. Show me all you’ve got.”

I leaned over the bed, allowing him to take me doggy-style, my body trembling with anticipation. As his thick, hard cock thrust into my pussy, it was almost too much to bear. My pussy throbbed against his hardness, an overwhelming sensation of pleasure that left me gasping for air.

“Ooooooh,” I moaned, unable to resist the mounting excitement. “Baby, you’re fucking me so good. Oh, shit, baby! OOOOOH! MMMMMM!” My body began to tremble uncontrollably, the orgasm building with each passing moment. As he shot his load into my pussy, I screamed with pleasure, completely surrendering to the intensity of the experience.

I caught my breath, stood up, and straightened my skirt before reaching out to shake his hand. “Congratulations, sir. Based on your trial, you have the job. Let me assure you that the benefits package will be well worth it, but you can expect frequent performance checks!”

Daniel gladly accepted the position, a satisfied grin spreading across his face. As he embraced me, I knew that this was just the beginning of our twisted, passionate game. The rain continued to fall outside, mirroring the storm of pleasure that had just taken place, leaving us both breathless and completely satisfied.

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