M/F ~ Dirty Daddy ~ Age Gap ~ Boss/Employee ~ Office Sex ~ Holiday

Let It Snow, Let It Snow and Let Her Blow Me

My much-younger employee stays after work to show me she can work (me) hard this holiday season.

It had only been a day since I’d fucked my new employee and yet I wanted her again. I couldn’t believe that I couldn’t get her out of my mind.

I was used to one night stands and forbidden flings but I wasn’t used to feeling this preoccupied over a woman.

I was at work and sitting at my desk, pretending to work but really, thinking about Emma.

Snow was falling out the window as I star-gazed, wishing that I could see her again.

And to my surprise, she was still at the office. She entered my office, closing and locking the door behind her.

“Hi, Boss,” she said. “Do you need anything?”

I need your pussy, I thought, but I didn’t say that out loud.

“I’m good. You’re here late.”

“It’s cold outside and I wanted to stay in here where it’s warm,” she joked.

I chuckled, and then she grew serious.

“Actually, I’m trying to prove myself,” she said. “I don’t mind working hard and doing anything you want.”

“Well, in that case…” I said, and it was all I had to say.

Her touch on my back let me know she was wanting the same thing I was, and in case I had any question about that, both of her arms wrapped around me as if to squash the doubt. One crossed over my chest while the other wandered ever downward before wrapping gently around my stiff and ready cock.

I hurried to bring it out of my pants so that she could have full access to it.

Planting tender kisses on my back, my gorgeous, curvy employee started to stroke my cock, her small warm hand crossing the distance to its throbbing head and back, turning at just the right times to bring a moan from me.

“Oh, yeah,” I groaned. “Fuck, Emma. You’re really good at this.”

“Anything to make my boss happy, Sir,” she said.

I knew we shouldn’t be doing this. She was half my age and barely legal. And yet she was of legal age and this was definitely consensual.

Still, I could get in so much trouble with HR. And yet I still couldn’t resist her.

With her other arm holding me against her, Emma brought me to the very edge of an explosive orgasm before moving to kneel in front of me. There she dropped to her knees and sucked every last drop from me.

“Good girl,” I told her. “Suck your boss’s cock, just like that. Take it all down your throat.”

She followed my instructions to the T. This was the “holly jolly blowjob” I had fantasized about, except it was even better in real life.

Taking the whole load I was blowing with ease, swallowing it down between sucks, she kept right on at it until I was rock hard again, a second load gracing her throat as Emma hummed with relish.

The vibrations her throat was making as she did so went straight up my cock, which only amplified the pleasure.

“Your turn,” I whispered, stroking her cheek.

I stood up and picked her up, carrying her over to the couch I had in my office. When I laid her down on it, her legs fell open to reveal her gorgeous, pink pussy. It was already dripping wet for me, and seemed ripe for the taking.

After pausing just a moment to truly appreciate the view, I bent down and began doing my own work on her luscious body. Slowly at first, I worked her up to a state of near madness with licks and nibbles all along her thigh, starting up at her knee.

Poor Emma was nearly crying for release by the time I took my first long, lingering, loving lick of her tender virgin pussy lips. I saw that the delight was worth all the agony as a sigh of the deepest pleasure and utmost relief deflated my sexy employee ust a bit as she eased ever so gently down onto my loving tongue.

With her long, strong fingers stroking through my hair, she urged me on, until I was licking even deeper and harder into her sweet, sexy pussy.

As I employed a hard, circular technique with my tongue, Emma arched up, nearly levitating off the couch, her hips pushing her pussy harder against my tongue as she wailed and moaned while she came.

“Oh, Boss, yesssss, yes! You’re making me feel so good. You’re making me cum, Boss!”

A boneshaking orgasm rattled through my sweet little employee, bringing her back to earth with my gentle guidance, my hands rubbing her arms and easing her back to relaxation as she recovered from the intense orgasmic high.

After a moment of reprieve, Emma opened her legs once more in warm invitation, making her desires plain.

After caressing and kissing my way all along her body again, from her feet all the way up to her face, I got on top of her on the couch, the warm head of my cock stroking against her tender pussy opening before it entered.

It felt so good to be inside her again. She was wet, warm and tight.

“Fuck yeah,” I said. “Let your Boss all the way in you, Baby, okay?”

“Yes, Boss,” she moaned. “My pussy needs you to stuff it full.”

I eased my cock into her inch by inch, raw, with no condom to come between us. I realized I could get her pregnant but I didn’t care. I even kind of liked the idea.

If she were to have my baby, after all, then she would need to stay in my life and I could have her any time I wanted. The thought of knocking me up made me thrust harder, faster, and with more passion.

Her pussy soon adjusted to being filled so completely, and she moaned out my name.

“Yeah, Emma, you love when I cram my cock into your tight little pussy, don’t you?”

“Yes, Boss, I love when you’re stuffing me full. Thank you, Boss, thank you.”

Emma held onto me, her legs wrapping around my waist as her hands pressed onto my shoulders while I started to rock gently inside her. Her pussy surrounded me with warm pleasure as I worked us both towards a joint orgasm.

“Oh, Boss, you’re gonna make me cum!” she cried out.

“Yes, cum on my cock,” I told her. “Cum all over me.”

At that, we both released, my life-giving load flooding her womb, causing me to wonder if we were making a baby. That idea made the orgasm feel better than any I’d ever had.

What if I started off the new year as a new father?

“Fuck,” I moaned, as I stared down at her pretty eyes and her supple flesh. “That was hot.”

We were a sweaty, panting mess.

“Yeah, I guess you don’t have to worry about going outside into the cold snow anymore. I’m happy to have warmed you up.”

“Yes, we’re having a hot holiday season indeed,” she said, smiling up at me. “Merry Christmas, Boss.”

“Merry Christmas, Emma,” I told her, hoping that our holiday fun could extend all year long.

Thank you for reading! This was Part 3 of my erotica series “It’s the Best Time of the Year (to Fuck My New Boss).”

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