Jan
21
gigantic knockers secretary spreads her stockings legs on her desk
My company was a product distribution warehouse, thirty thousand square feet with a collection of offices in a loft construction at one end. Normally, my eighteen employees would be busy at work, sending and receiving shipments as trucks came and went. But I had given everyone the day off with pay. I told them it was a reward for being such excellent employees. Hell, I could afford it; I made an annual profit of damn near three hundred grand.
My personal office was sexy nicely furnished, with gigantic bay windows that overlooked the wharf and shipping piers outside. Carpeted and furnished with a gigantic leather couch, a couple of chairs, a conference table and my gigantic mahogany desk, my office was my home away from home. There was even a private bathroom with a shower stall. Alexis and I had fooled around now and then in the office. I had taken her many times from behind as she leaned over my desk, her skirt pushed up and knickers around her ankles and her stockings legs spread wide.
Hmm, I thought. Gonna have to get a new desk.
I lead Alexis through the door, closed it behind me. I pretended to busy me with some papers on my desk as my wifey sat down on the couch. I could inform she was thinking about the times we had screwed in the office, by the naughtie smile on her face.
“What are ya thinking about, honey?” I asked casually as I scribbled on some blank paper, pretending to sign documents.
Alexis breathed in, smoothing her hands up and down her tight jeans. She looked around wistfully. “Oh . . . nothing,” she said with feigned innocence.
I chuckled. My penis was getting harder with anticipation. My own jeans were getting a little tight. My bulge was displaying. “Oh, I think I know what ya’re thinking,” I said, turning to face her.
