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RED HOT Secretary
“Sandy, could you come in here for a minute? I need to ask you something. Thanks.”Her boss’s voice was leathery, rugged and warm, but Sandy Jackson’s hand trembled a little as she put her finger to the ivory-colored intercom button with “Mr. Madisen” printed underneath.“Yes sir, right away,” she said, flattened her skirt and checked for spotting on the front of her blouse. Disappointed to find the vaguest hint of a milk mark, she shrugged into her blazer and checked her hair. For all the intimidation and power that Mr. Madisen had, he was also absolutely gorgeous, and he always seemed to look at Sandy with a bit of a naughty glint in his eye which she had to admit turned her on just a little.Sandy, recently divorced mommy of a chubby, funny three-month old, sat at the desk in front of Michael Madisen’s glass-doored office, staring into the mirror of her compact and wondering when she would be able to go back to wearing a normal bra.Maternity leave was both a blessing and a curse f
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“I’m so embarrassed, Mr. Madisen, please let me have my jacket back. I don’t want you to have to see this.” She pleaded, crossing her arms over her chest.“No. Well,” he exhaled heavily, “I may as well be honest. This is why I called you back here.” His eyes ravished her, and in spite of herself Sandy felt sexy, really sexy, for the first time in months.“I see you every morning when I come in, those big, gorgeous tits barely contained by whatever you’re wearing.” He watched her, searched her face for a moment and then let his eyes return to devouring her body.Almost unconsciously, she let her arms relax.“Good,” he said, moving closer to where she stood, “very good.”Sandy’s jaw dropped open just a smidge when Mr. Madisen unbuttoned the first of eight tiny buttons running down the front of her shirt and stroked the skin underneath with the back of his hand. His attention was fully on her milk-filled breasts, which she just noticed had begun to ache. She glanced over at the art-deco-
RED HOT Secretary
“No, no, no,” he said in that soft, insistent voice, “make it sexy. Show me how much you want me. Show me how much you want me to milk those big, aching tits. You know how badly you want me to suck you, to slurp it all up, get it all out. Show me how much you want it.”This guy actually wants me to strip for him. Why does he think I’m sexy? Why does he want me anyway? Sandy wondered to herself, almost afraid that he was just joking with her, just playing with her emotions. She was afraid that as soon as she relaxed, Mr. Madisen was just going to start laughing.In spite of the nerves and fear, Sandy could not stop herself. Almost without thinking, her hips started to sway from side to side. Slow little gyrations at first, as she slid the zipper. Doesn’t matter, she thought, it just doesn’t matter. I haven’t felt this good in... I don’t even know how long. She had, she realized, wanted Mr. Madisen for quite some time. But now, there was no simple want anymore. All of Sandy’s desire, al
RED HOT Secretary
Slowly, she took the bra away from her chest, her nipples prickling in the fresh air and immediately feeling relief. She chewed her lip, worried that all her fears were about to come true, that Mr. Madisen was going to see her in all her naked honesty, her humanity, and reject her.“Absolutely beautiful,” he said, his mouth slightly opened as he watched her trembling hands reveal her body, her natural, gorgeous body. “Please, don’t be nervous. I won’t do anything to hurt you.”She nodded and moved toward Mr. Madisen as he shook his arms out of his half-removed shirt and threw it across his desk. He kissed her again, and one of his hands slipped under her breast, gently cupping her and squeezing. Sandy, as much as she thought it strange, loved the feeling of those warm drops trickling out of her. When she fed her baby, it hurt terribly, to have all the gumming and gnawing, but the milk running out of her body was a safe feeling, something that made her feel connected to everything aro
RED HOT Secretary
Mr. Madisen interrupted her reflection by pushing her knees apart and moving between them. She stared, longingly, at his pulsing cock. She licked her lips, relishing the mixture of flavors and scents that lingered in his wake. Mr. Madisen’s pre-cum mixed with the traces of the milk that slicked her tits for him tasted, to her, like pure sex. Raw, feral, almost animalistic surged through Sandy’s body – something she had never before felt. She reached down between her legs, grabbed the crotch of her panties and actually ripped them when she yanked. She needed him to fuck her so badly that the eighteen dollars she just lost were of no concern.“Please Mister Madisen,” she pleaded, “Please give me that dick! Your dirty, slutty secretary needs you to fill her up. She needs you to suck these big, sore tits and get all this milk out.” What on Earth was that? Sandy asked herself. You never talk dirty! She arched her hips toward Mr. Madisen’s groin, trying to urge him to ram that huge rod insi
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Mr. Madisen looked down at her, grabbed her hips in his hands and lifted her body to his.A sense of completion, of fullness, began to spread through Sandy as her pussy stretched around Mr. Madisen’s engorged cock. She purred when he removed one of his hands and returned it to her chest, kneading those big, beautiful tits that so obsessed him.He moved back and forth in slow, cautious strokes, obviously wanting her to be ready before he shoved deep. She tried to urge him in, to make him move quicker, but he was enjoying his meticulous pace.“Please,” Sandy begged, sucking her lip between her teeth and looking up at Mr. Madisen’s powerful, gorgeous chest, “please fuck me, Mister Madisen. Please shove that dick all the way in me. I can’t take anymore! You’re teasing me so badly. All your dirty secretary wants is for you to fuck her and suck all this milk out of her tits.” She affected a sort of little-girl voice and gave one of her tits a squeeze, letting more liquid run down her hand b
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Seconds later, she felt his thick forearms on her back, pulling her forward until Mr. Madisen’s mouth found her tits again. He held her in place, pumping his hips up and down as hard and as fast as he could, his heavy ballsack making a thwack each time he slammed her with his thick, ready-to-burst cock.She held her breath for what felt like a lifetime. Mr. Madisen pushed his hips up, grabbed both of her tits in his hands and squeezed. Her milk dribbled out of his mouth, pooled at the base of his neck, and Sandy’s clit grinded hard against his muscular pubis.Her breath caught in her throat on the way out, and she felt Mr. Madisen’s tool enlarge inside her body just as a spurt of juice forced its way out of her.“Oh-oh-ohmigod!” Sandy squealed as her walls handcuffed Mr. Madisen again, this time massaging his shaft with the pulsating waves of her climax. A happy moan slipped out of her lips, and her boss grunted hard when the first jet of his cum filled her pussy the same way her milk
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He nodded, cocking an eyebrow. “What do you say?”“I... um... well, is that even possible? I mean, what about HR? Won’t they wonder why I’m being paid but never here?”He laughed. “Are you kidding? I own this company. Almost two thousand employees work in this building. Probably five more across the country. You think HR is going to notice one? No, no, I don’t think you have to worry.” He flashed that perfect grin again as he buttoned his shirt. “So, what do you say? This could be the start of a beautiful thing, you know.”Not entirely sure why she was responding as she was, Sandy tentatively nodded her answer. “Okay... yes, okay.” She managed a little smile. “So, that’s it for the day then?” She adjusted her skirt as best she could, her head still swimming from everything that had happened.“I’ll be in touch,” Mr. Madisen said as he handed her jacket over.Sandy Jackson turned to leave. For the second time that day, she smiled inwardly, and thought I really do like this new Sandy.☆☆
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