Showing Abby Who's Boss

Friday was the best day of the week to do the deed. Most people left by 4 pm, and by 5:30, the place was a ghost town. Again, my secluded office came into play, as few people, if anyone, noticed that Abby or I stayed behind. We didn't have to wait it out very long before we felt secure that the setting and mood were right.

I made sure all electronics were off: computers, cell phones and the like. Even my office phone I unplugged. I couldn't risk even normal noises catching someone's attention, just in case someone came in late to catch up on some work or security happened to wander back there. I even covered the front of the door with some notebooks so the light wouldn't creep into the hallway.

Abby was learning how to really get my engine running, and she certainly raised the bar with her attire this time. Of course, her outfit was appropriate for work, since she'd worn it that day, but she was dressed very nicely: she sported a sleeveless, dark purple dress that was low-cut, secured by a black belt and went down to about three inches above her knee. For shoes, she wore three-inch black, open-toe high heels, which I think she wore at her interview. Her hair and makeup were done very well, of course. According to her resume, one of her previous employers was a beauty department at some store at the mall, so she knew what she was doing when it came to hair and makeup.

The stage was set. Now we were ready to live out a fantasy. I started by taking Abby in my arms and pressing her warm body against mine. I kissed her, and we made out for a minute while we moved behind my desk before I pushed her back slowly until her butt hit the edge of my desk. Still kissing me back, Abby hoisted herself up onto the desk while my heart fluttered with anticipation.

We'd already discussed what we were going to do with our clothes. Basically, we were going to leave most of them on while removing what was necessary. It was already coming time to remove my dress pants, for example, because they weren't fitting very well anymore, seeing as my erection was begging for the open air. First, though, I took advantage of Abby's current position as she sat up on my desk, legs out in front of her, dangling toward the floor as she leaned back and propped herself up with her arms. I reached into her dress until my hand was met with her panties, which were already a little moist.

Abby smiled as I pulled that garment down her thighs, out from under her dress and all the way to her ankles, at which point I carefully removed the cloth from her body, leaving her high heels in place. As soon as I dropped Abby's panties, my hand shot back under her dress, searching for that hole I had violated just a few weeks prior. In a moment, I located her center of sin and slipped a finger inside, eliciting a moan from my subordinate. Her head tilted back slightly, and her legs shifted a bit, but she remained otherwise still as I rubbed gently inside her pussy for a minute until I started to slide my finger in and out of it.

Abby gasped quietly while I proceeded to finger her on my desk. With my free hand, I undid my belt and began to work on freeing my trapped cock. It was too difficult to take those dress pants off with one hand, though, so, in my desperation to get my dick out, I retracted my fingers from Abby's wet vagina and used both hands to loosen my pants and push them and my underwear down to my ankles.

Everything was moving quickly. I realized at this point that nothing stood in my way to keep me from fucking Abby. She realized it too and spread her legs for me, shifting her arms to hold her body up a little more and welcome me inside her. It felt like the room got very hot as I shuffled forward and made my move.

Abby and I both looked down in wild excitement as I used one hand to guide my cock toward Abby's pussy. She hiked up her dress a little more so as to give me full access between her pale legs. Another small gasp escaped from her lips as the head of my penis poked the folds of her vagina, and she cooed a little louder as I now put both hands on her waist and thrust forward into her.

An involuntary moan released from my mouth as I slowly sank into my employee. It was going to be harder to be quiet than I had originally thought. I continued to push in until my balls were touching the desk upon which Abby sat and my whole shaft was sheathed inside her. Once she felt the full length of my member wedge into her tight opening, Abby grasped my arm and looked up into my eyes.

"Show me who's boss, mister," she said. I swear my cock got even harder as I heard those words and looked into those bright green eyes. Completely aroused, I pulled back slowly and then thrust back in as I began to fuck her.

Abby released my arm and sank down a bit, against propping herself up with both arms, this time with my cock steadily sliding in and out of her cunt. She angled her pelvis just enough so that I could easily thrust in and out of her without my balls hitting the desk, something I hadn't really taken into consideration going into this meeting.

As the moments passed, I pumped into her harder and faster until I could hear my flesh repeatedly slap against Abby's. By now, we were both sweating and breathing heavily in that poorly ventilated office. It was more than one kind of hot in there.

Abby's right hand reached out and grabbed my tie, holding onto it as I gave her the business. After a minute, she lifted her left leg and rested it on my right shoulder, spreading herself even more for me while her other leg still dangled down and her other arm was propped behind her. At this moment, the full realization of my situation hit me, an it was almost enough to make me cum instantly. Not only was I having sex with Abby, but I was banging her - someone on my staff - on my desk in my office! It was about as much as dream come true as I could have imagined.

By now, I was starting to sweat through my shirt. This room was always uncomfortably warm, and it would have been unbearable in that moment had it not been for the intense pleasure Abby's pussy was giving me. I slammed in and out of her for a few more minutes as her white knuckles wrapped around my tie and her left ankle bounced up and down on my shoulder to the tune of my pelvis's steady slapping against her flesh. Her fingernails on her other hand clawed into the desk, as if to hold herself in place while, actually, only my hands on her hips were keeping her from sliding off the desk entirely. As I pounded her, that desk creaked beneath her, and some of my office supplied rattled.

We realized we were getting loud and, thus, defeating our whole attempt to be secretive. Suddenly, Abby let go of my tie and put her finger to her mouth, shushing me. As I slowed to a stop inside her, she lifted her ankles off my shoulder, which incidentally pulled her cunt away from me as she sat up straighter on my desk. I was nervous now that she was calling it quits after we had both come excruciatingly close to orgasms, but the situation took a delightful turn for the better once Abby got down from the desk and dropped to her knees in front of me.

First, Abby took my cock back in her hand and started to jerk me off. The little bit of wood I'd lost a moment ago when I thought we might be done was instantly regained as Abby rubbed up and down my full shaft, occasionally massaging just the head for a moment before returning to beating me off. Then, she leaned forward and parted her lips.

"Oh, Abby," I moaned involuntarily once my cock passed into her mouth. I quickly stifled my groans and gazed down at Abby as her head bobbed back and forth on my cock while her hand held me at the base. When she noticed I was looking at her, our eyes met, and she grinned taking a brief respite from sucking me. Then she playfully licked the tip of my cock, causing me to moan quietly before I muted it again. Abby giggled and then went back to sucking my cock.

I ran my hands through Abby's hair while she blew me for a couple more minutes. Eventually, she slowed down and pulled away before rising to her feet.

"Bend me over your desk and fuck me!" she whispered eagerly.

"Don't tell your boss what to do," I whispered back before aggressively grabbing her shoulders and pushing her back to the desk. I kissed her hard while her hands ran up and down my back. My hands, meanwhile, traveled around to her back as well, except I was looking for the zipper on her dress.

"Clothes on!" Abby said, barely under her breath, pulling away and slapping my arm.

I shushed her and said, "What did I say about telling your boss what to do?" I then promptly unzipped her dress and pulled it down past her black bra. Abby scolded me, but, undeterred, I reached around to unlatch her undergarment, which, after the usual struggle that comes with unhooking those things, I pulled off and threw across the room. Now revealed were her perky, sweaty boobs.

Abby playfully scolded me one more time, and I picked her up off the desk, turned her around and, as she requested before, bent her over the desk. She planted her hands on the surface and looked over her shoulder, her hair falling into her face as she watched me hike up her dress.

Abby spread her legs a little farther, her heels scratching the carpet as she did. Then I really broke the rules: I quickly reached around in front of her and undid the black belt around her dress, pulling it away and discarding it immediately. Then, before Abby realized what was happening, I reached for the top of her dress again and pulled it all the way down to her waist.

"No!" she said, a little too loud. Then she whispered, "What if someone comes back here?"

"Then we were already screwed," I said, pushing the dress down past her ass until it fell around her feet. Now Abby's naked body stood bent over in my office, and my cock was primed and ready to give the 22-year old a good fucking. With one hand on her lower back and the other on my cock, I stuck the head of my member into the folds of her extremely wet pussy, which drew moans out of both of us.

Once I had about an inch of me back inside her, I put both hands on her waist and slowly thrust forward. As more and more of my cock penetrated Abby, she slid her hands forward, lowering her body toward the desk until she was holding the edge of the desk and her boobs hung just a couple inches above the surface. Once I was to the hilt inside her, I grabbed her ass with one hand while the other reached up and squeezed her left tit. As I held onto her, I rotated my hips a bit, grinding against her as I felt her pussy grow tighter and tighter around my prick.

I let go of Abby's boob and moved both hands to her hips as I began to thrust back and forth, sliding my slick cock into her tight pink pussy. She clung to the edge of the desk while I pushed in and pulled out faster and faster, my breathing becoming more erratic the more passionately I fucked her. My eyes traveled up and down her young, naked body, from her beautiful hair that shifted with each thrust of mine, to her cute pink toenails that protruded out from her sexy shoes, which barely poked out from the dress around her ankles. At the middle of her body, I could see my cock going in and out of her cunt over and over again.

Leaning forward, I slid my hands up to Abby's flat stomach and drilled her even harder. By now I was panting and my shirt was soaked with my own sweat. My tie swung back and forth as I plugged Abby's wet pussy, which continued to grow tighter around me as my lover neared an orgasm. The steady slapping of our skin together joined the creaking of the desk and the rattling of office supplies to fill the hot air.

At one point, Abby attempted to meet my thrusts by sliding her body back toward me as I fucked her, but I was banging her much too intensely for her movement to have any real effect. Therefore, she just remained still like a good submissive employee and let her boss show her how it's done. By now, my balls were swinging against her clit as I went to the hilt inside her each time I thrust forward, rocking Abby's entire body as I fucked her over my desk.

Finally, Abby began to shudder. "I'm cumming," she said under her breath as her knuckles turned white from clutching the edge of the desk. I was on the verge myself, and Abby's convulsing pussy was almost enough to put me over the edge. As Abby came, I released her and pulled out, ordering her onto her knees. Still slightly shaking, Abby dutifully got up, turned around and dropped to her knees while I vigorously jerked off to the sight of my naked employee kneeling down in my office with her dress on the floor around her ankles.

In the interest of leaving no evidence, I knew the wisest option was to have Abby swallow my cum, but in that moment, I went against that judgment and just went for my favorite way to end sex, which is by cumming all over the girl's face. I'd done it once to Abby already, but not in my office. Abby knew better than to protest, so she closed her eyes, opened her mouth and played with her clit as she anticipated my load.

It didn't take long until I came. I moaned as quietly as I could, my legs shaking hard as I blew all over the pretty young girl's face. Ropes of cum shot out of my cock and landed first in her hair and on her forehead, then on her nose, eyelids and cheeks before I managed the last few blasts to coat her chin. Even though Abby's mouth was open, I didn't allow anymore than one or two shots to go in. I wanted as much cum on her face as I could get.

Barely able to stand upon the completion of my orgasm, I quickly sat down in my office chair while I caught my breath and enjoyed the view of my naked employee, kneeling in my office with cum streaming down her grinning face. She struggled to open her eyes as she shuffled over to me and grabbed my extremely sensitive cock, taking it in her mouth and sucking it clean while I moaned some more.

"Can this count as my performance review?" Abby asked after cleaning up my cock, which she still held it in her hand, grinning from ear to ear as she looked up at me with those entrancing green eyes.

"Five out of five," was all I said in response, still catching my breath.

Once we'd recovered a bit, we started to clean up ourselves and the office. Abby was paranoid about the cum in her hair, but I assured her she had nothing to worry about. We made it out of the building undetected (as far as I know), and I kissed her goodbye, telling her I'd see her at work after the weekend. As I headed home, I began formulating when Abby and I would have sex again and even started to wonder if a more committed relationship would really be such a bad idea.

It turns out it wouldn't have been a bad idea as much as it just wouldn't have been possible. The setup of her apartment and her willingness to fuck just for fun made a lot more sense a couple weeks later when her social media account announced that she was engaged to be married. When I saw the news, my heart sank, though I wasn't really sure why. Maybe because she hadn't been honest with me or maybe because I had twice had sex with another man's woman. I didn't know what to think of it at first, but as the details came out over the course of the next few weeks, a new plan began to develop in my head, one that would be in the best interest of everyone involved. But that chapter would have to wait until another day.