As I reached over to stroke your pants, my fingers brushing against the growing bulge beneath, you playfully swatted my hand away. "Not yet," you said, a mischievous grin on your face.
I pouted, but couldn't help but continue to absentmindedly rub myself through my skirt. The anticipation was killing me, but you seemed to be enjoying the tease. "You're such a tease," I said, unable to keep the frustration out of my voice.
You chuckled, your eyes never leaving the road. "Patience, my dear. Good things come to those who wait."
I huffed, but sat back in my seat and placed my hands on my lap, following your command. As we pulled into the parking garage of my office building, you turned to me with a wicked gleam in your eye. "Come on, I'll give you a tour."
As we walked through the office, you pointed out different people's desks and introduced me to your coworkers. I could feel the heat rising in my cheeks as I imagined what you had planned for me once we reached my desk.
Finally, we made our way to my desk and you walked up behind me, grabbing me around the waist with one arm and pulling me up against you. With your other hand, you bent me over my desk and used your foot to push my feet further apart.
"Why can't you follow direction?" you asked, your breath hot on my neck. I couldn't find the words to answer, my mind too consumed with the feeling of your body pressed against mine.
You lifted my dress up over my ass and asked again, still receiving no answer. I could feel your cock pressing against me, and I couldn't help but grind back against you.
You saw the ruler that I used on myself a few weeks ago and picked it up, giving me a sharp smack on the cheek. I yelped, the sting of the ruler making me jump. "Will you listen from now on?" you asked, your voice firm.
"Yes, Sir," I replied, finally finding my voice.
You already had your cock out and you slammed it into me from behind, causing me to cover my mouth to stifle my screams. You grabbed a handful of my hair and went harder and harder, each thrust sending waves of pleasure through my body.
You gave me at least two orgasms during the process, my body shaking and trembling beneath you. Feeling yourself getting close, you pulled out and spun me around, forcing me to my knees.
You shoved your cock into my mouth, making me taste myself on you just before you exploded and shot your load down my throat. I swallowed every last drop, my body still trembling with pleasure.
As we straightened ourselves up and tried to compose ourselves, I couldn't help but feel a sense of satisfaction and excitement for what the day ahead held. I knew that this was just the beginning of a wild and passionate day with you.
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