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Introduction:

A fantasy of mine with my secretary.

I've worked in the office now for five years and never had a complaint about my job. Being only twenty-eight years
old, I've started young here. I'm the company's accountant and never really recieved a promotion offer. I didn't really
care because I like my current position. But now, after these long five years, something rewarding came to me. I just didn't know it yet. My boss wantedme to see him about something important. When I entered his office, he had a serious look on his face.
"Xavier, you have been with us for a very long time and I think you deserve something helpful." he said to me with a
small grin.
"Sir?" I asked still wondering what he was thinking.
"I've made the plans and just hired a secretary for you. Ms. Thompson?" he looked toward the door. What
stepped into his office just then astonished me.

She was a beautiful brunette that looked to be the age of twenty-two, maybe younger. She walked toward us, holding her paperwork in her hands. Beneath her coat, within her blouse, pushed some breasts that must have been at least DD. My jaw dropped slowly. She smiled at me. I knew in some way that I was a looker, but I was a happily married man, and the thoughts that occured in my head at that moment weren't really innocent.
"Hello, Mr. Smith, I'm very pleased to meet you. I can't wait to work with you." she said with a hint of flirting within her tone of voice. I swallowed hard. I shook her hand and smiled. I didn't know what to say.
"Well, I am sure you have some work to do together. Please, get acquainted." the boss had said.

We returned to my office and I noticed that moved Ms. Thompson to a small office next to mine. As we walked to my desk, she saw the picture of my wife next to my computer screen.
"What a lucky girl." she said.
"What? Oh, thank you." I said in a nervous manner. I sat in my chair and looked at my new secretary. She just smiled at me the whole time, waiting for me to say something.
"Well, Mr. Smith, what is it that you want me to do. I am ready to do...anything." she winked at me.
"Please, Ms. Thompson, call me Xavier." I said stupidly.
"As you wish. But call me Cindy. We should be friends in this workplace. The boss said for us to get acquainted right? Lets go for some coffee after work." she offered.
"I don't drink coffee, I'm afraid. How about a beer?" I asked. She nodded.

After work I called the wife with my cellphone saying that I had some extra work to take care of. Most of the time this was true so my wife didn't question it. I left with Cindy to a local bar and sat at a table with her. In moments we started to drink, drink, and drink. She was tipsy, but still got along fine. She opened her coat and freed the pressure on her breasts with that. They still seemed to stretch the fabric of her blouse, practically begging to be released. I couldn't help it, I gazed at them. The alcohol in my system made me do it without regret. I looked up and caught her catching me oogle her boobs. She gave me a big smile. Then the words that made my stomach tie up in a knot.
"Can you give me a ride home? We can have a few more beers in my apartment." those words left her mouth clearly. I was hesitant, but gave in to the seduction.
"Sure. I am game." I said.

We left the bar and I started to drive us to her apartment. On the way there, she told me she appreciated the ride and placed her hand on my thigh. I felt my pants getting a little tighter. She slowly moved her hand higher toward my member. Her hand encircled it though my slacks and I felt as if I was in heaven. Being bad like this gave me quite a thrill. She kept rubbing her hand up and down my shaft and I was aching for relief. I couldn't help it. I pulled the car over into a parking garage. Being that it was pretty late, the garage was pretty abandoned. I parked the car and we pressed out lips into each others. I felt her tongue enter my mouth and I allowed mine to enter hers. My hand moved up to her breasts and started to fondle them through her blouse. Her hands moved to the buttons on her shirt and she removed them, taking off her blouse. I saw her huge tits inside of a lacy, white bra. I started to unbutton my slacks as she moved to the backseat. I moved toward her and was pleased that she was wearing a skirt. Her pantyhose were in the way but I ripped them and moved aside her matching, white panties. She bit her lip as I thrusted the head of my cock inside of her soaking, wet pussy. She tilted her head back in pleasure as I kept pushing against her. I took off her bra and started to suck on her left nipple as my right hand played with the other. The car was rocking in the same movement that I was thrusting. Her moans started to get louder and louder.
"Oh God yes! Fuck me! Faster, Xavier!" her moans drove me crazy. I kept on thrusting into her faster and faster and felt the need to explode my juices. I slide my dick out and started to stroke above her pussy as I came all over her. My cum landed on her skirt, belly, and some on her breasts. She arched her back when each squirt hit her. She rubbed my cream into her skin as she finished moaning. I caught my breath and returned to the driver's seat.

I dropped her off at her apartment and we were pretty quiet on the way there. She exited my vehicle and turned before she closed the door.
"Um, Xavier?" she said.
"Yes, Cindy?" I answered.
"See you at work tomorrow. I'll make sure to wear a skirt again." she closed the door.

The End (For now)

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