Gertrude Teased Daddy, but Pleased Sir… Just the Way Everyone Liked It
His cock was the one her pussy craved, all others were cream-filled diversions
Flaxen hair, pulled back in its customary chignon, begged for someone to yank the pins from their moorings and run their fingers through it. Her lips, red, plump and moist, yearned for a kiss difficult to recover from.
Gertrude nodded and smiled at the employees as she wove through the bullpen, heading to the President’s office. Her sashaying hips tantalized and teased as her heels clicked along the industrial-carpeted floor.
Looking good, Gertrude.
Deep blue eyes peeked through the steam of the hot coffee, lighting up his taste buds. They tracked her progress across the office.
Hal, Head of IT and Security, watched the hypnotizing swish of his obsession’s hips as she moved through the office.
Long, thick fingers swept chocolate brown hair off his face. He adjusted his stiffening cock, imagining Gertrude sitting on his desk.
Legs splayed, cunt open and dripping with desire, she leaned back, thrusting her throbbing core towards him. He grinned as the fantasy had him diving in to taste her. Sucking her little nub into his mouth, he circled the tip of his tongue around it, then latched on like a babe to the breast.
Fuck, that would be fun. He palmed his dick, feeling it thicken in his pants, and groaned.
There was nothing he loved more than sucking a beautiful woman into his web. And Gertrude was one of the sexiest he’d ever known. He had to have her, and soon, but he knew the routine.
It was time for her morning meeting with the big boss in the corner office. Once that was over, she was fair game.
His deep blue eyes narrowed when she stopped to answer a question, mesmerized, as always, by her lush hourglass figure.
Full, perky breasts, sexy waist and hips to bruise while he dragged her back onto his cock.
Hal leaned back, flexing his hips to get more comfortable, and lacing his fingers behind his head. He imagined all the filthy, dirty things he wanted to do to Gertrude.
Fuck her face while taking a phone meeting, her big whiskey-colored eyes staring up at him. She’d beg him for more.
He’d bend her over the desk, slam his length into her, her soaked panties in her mouth to stifle her screams.
Silk scarves, tying her wrists and ankles to the bed posts while he teased and tormented her with her favorite double-penetrating vibrator. With one head in her sopping pussy and the other up her ass, he’d kiss and nip her all over while she released her tension all over the bed.
Hell, I have to stop this or get hands-on to solve my growing problem. He laughed, knowing it wouldn’t be the first time he’d rubbed one out at his desk to visions of Gertrude’s voluptuous curves.
Their eyes met when she scanned the office. She pulled her lower lip between her teeth, then soothed it with a slow, sensuous lick. Her moist, pouty, very kissable, lips.
Gertrude’s almost imperceptible shake of her head, and naughty grin, told him she knew exactly what he was thinking.
Later, Daddy. She mouthed and sent Hal a wink, continuing on her way to the President’s lair.
Shoulders back, head held high, Gertrude showed a second’s hesitation before grabbing the doorknob with one hand. The other lifted, ready to knock.
Meaningful looks followed her path to the corner office. Twenty sets of lungs held their breath as one blood-red, finger-tipped hand knocked.
Two short, clipped raps rang out, heard the length of the office. Quick nod. Lift of her chin. Gertrude disappeared behind the heavy oak door.
Floor-to-ceiling windows broadcast the scene to the rapt office. Contrite, Submissive. Gertrude stood in front of the President’s desk. Hands clasped behind her back. Head bowed, she looked up at him through hooded eyes.
He pressed a button on his desk, and her trembling form disappeared behind the privacy blinds closing the office in.
Eyes crinkled in amusement, Hal watched as a workforce shared gossip and knowing nods. The blinds closed off the view, and lecherous chuckles broke the silence. Heads lowered. Work resumed. For the moment.
“Good morning, Mr. Voight.” Gertrude’s soft, respectable tone reflected in her submissive stance. “I trust you’re ready for our morning meeting, sir?”
Roy Voight, President of Robard’s Robotics, sauntered over to stand behind Gertrude. One hand trailed up her arm to rest on her shoulder. His other gripped her hip before sliding around her waist, pulling her to him. Her breath hitched. He nestled his hard cock into the cleft of her ass.
“What do you think, Trude?” Roy yanked her closer, her panties flooding with her arousal. “Am I ready for our meeting?”
She turned in his embrace, arms winding around his neck, and whispered against his lips, “Almost as ready as I am. Sir.”
Their lips crashed together in a bruising, frantic kiss. She gasped. He slipped his tongue between her lips. She shuddered.
He held her closer. Fingers inched up her thigh. Roy lifted her skirt. Cupped her mound. Growled at the soaked silk between her thighs.
One finger pushed the fabric to the side and dove into her hot depths. He dragged the wetness up as he slipped beneath the hood of her clit, circling and teasing it.
Gertrude freed his cock, mouth watering at the thought of its silky hardness. Soft fingers wrapped around his shaft, stroking him while he thrust his finger into her.
Eyes fluttering, a ball of desire rolled in her belly. She quivered as a soft, sweet orgasm washed over her.
With a smile, she watched him suck his fingers clean. He smacked his lips at the taste of her.
She leaned up and stole a kiss, licking his lips, then sucking his tongue, craving a taste of herself. Shoes kicked under the guest chair, she dropped to her knees.
Gertrude locked her gaze on his. Her tongue darted out to swipe the pre-cum dripping from his slit. She grinned at his groan of approval and, humming, pulled him into her mouth.
His balls slapped her chin. She sucked him to the back of her throat and swallowed. No time to waste. Her cunt craved the fullness his cock gave her.
Hands on her head, Roy held Gertrude still as he pumped his cock into her mouth. Slow and easy, his release building. His balls tightened up. Dick lengthened in her mouth. Her fingers wrapped around his thickening shaft.
Tears sprang to her eyes. His hips jerked in her hands. She kneaded his ass, pulling him into her as he face fucked her the way she liked.
“Mmhmm.” Tongue swirling around his cock, she brought him closer to climax. A few more hard, fast thrusts into her mouth, and he stilled, cock pumping rope after rope of cum down her throat. Groans of pleasure echoed around the office.
She licked him clean and sat back. “You’re not even trying to be quiet anymore, are you, sir?”
“Don’t see the point, do you?” He pulled her into his arms with a chuckle.
With her skirt around her waist, he notched his still hard cock at her opening and kissed her, sucking at her mouth like he had her clit.
“Let’s see how quiet you can be, shall we?” Snap of his hips, and he lodged himself balls deep in her pussy.
“Unh. Fuck. Quiet. Sure.” Breathy and sexy, her voice cracked as she licked her lips.
She threw a leg around his hip, pulling him impossibly closer with the foot she hooked around his back. Nails digging into her ass, he claimed her lips and lifted her onto the desk, impaling her on his cock like a madman.
“Oh yeah. Fuck, yeah. Just. Like. That.” She met him, thrust for thrust. Growl for groan. Mewl for moan.
He reached between them. Head of his cock nudged her cervix. Tapped her clit twice. She was a goner. Head thrashing. Name screaming. Cock milking. Goner.
Holding Gertrude close, Roy stumbled to the couch by the window and collapsed onto it. She straddled his lap, head on his shoulder, exalting in their shared gratification.
Hm, I think we need a nice hot tub story time tonight. He’ll like this one. Gertrude sighed, sinking into Roy’s embrace.
Roy and Gertrude discussed the day ahead as they redressed and straightened themselves up a little while later.
She opened the door and emerged. Morning meeting over for another day, she mentally itemized her to-do list on her way back to her office.
