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“,”secretary,older,horse,matomy,handjob,boob,shaved”,”It’s been fairly the day for 47-year-old Daisy, our mature, shaven-haired secretary. From the very begin, it was off to a rocky begin – forgot her espresso, once more. But Daisy being Daisy, she would not let any little obstacles get in the way in which of her work.

As I used to be having a gathering with one in every of our shoppers, Daisy wiggled and squirmed herself into the room, interrupting the dialog.”Boss, did you see my new haircut?”She twirled her ponytail and cheekily requested me.

“Of course, Daisy. It looks great,” I responded, rapidly altering the topic again to the assembly at hand. Little did I do know, Daisy had one thing else fully on her thoughts.

As the shopper left, Daisy pounced on the alternative, closing the door behind her earlier than sauntering over to my desk with a sly, seductive smile.”So, did you like my new haircut?”She requested once more.

Desperate to get again to my paperwork, I nodded and gave her a generic praise.”Your new cut looks very flattering, Daisy.”I hoped she’d take the trace and get again to work, however that wasn’t Daisy’s model.

She did not budge from her spot in entrance of my desk. “I don’t just have a new haircut, Mr. Boss,” She teased with attract, “I got a new haircut, and I’m wearing no panties.” She slowly lifted her pencil skirt simply sufficient for me to get the slightest peek at her glistening, hairless mound.

“Daisy, what are you doing? Please, you can’t be-”

She minimize me off, climbing onto my desk. “I’ve always wanted this. I’ve always wanted you,” She mentioned, crawling throughout the desk in the direction of me like a feline in warmth. She sat on the sting, snaking a stockinged leg up my thigh.

“Daisy, we can’t! Your job!” I pleaded, weak from my contemptuous attraction to my secretary.

She undid the buttons of her shirt, exposing her lacy push-up bra. “Don’t worry, Mr. Boss. Your secret is safe with me. I’ll be your little work-friend.”

With her bra pushed apart, her bountiful breasts now in my subject of view, I could not resist my curiosity. I stood up, reaching out my hand to really feel the heat of her supple pores and skin, tracing my finger round her nipple. She shivered with delight.

I pulled away, build up the braveness to have my manner together with her. The sounds of her eradicating her soaked panties together with her skirt hiked up was sufficient to persuade me to present in. I pinned her arms behind her again, taking management.

My hand caressed the facet of her shaved intercourse, spreading her open gently. She moaned and writhed in opposition to my finger. I regretted ready so lengthy to the touch her. Daisy pulled at my belt, wanting to free my throbbing member. With her heat, petite hand wrapped round my thick cock, I resisted the urge to blow up prematurely.

Daisy’s moans grew louder and extra determined as my fingertips circled her candy spot. She backed me up in opposition to the desk and lifted her leg, giving me the prime angle to slip deep inside her.

“Oh, Mr. Boss…” She purred, leaning again as I gripped her hips, thrusting out and in with a relentless rhythm. “I always knew you had something for me.”

“That’s right, Daisy,” I growled, smacking her ass as I pounded her arduous into the desk. “Now take all of it!”

“Mmm, please don’t stop! I’m going to- Ah!”

I felt her thighs quivering and hugging the edges of my torso. Her again arched and her head fell to the facet, crying out in intense orgasm. With just a few extra satisfying thrusts, I unloaded each drop into my secretary as she collapsed onto the desk, barely catching her breath.

“Now, that’s how you make a haircut unforgettable,” she giggled, nonetheless laying on the floor in a euphoric heap, my desk a large number of tangled limbs and smeared paperwork.

I pulled her skirt again down and straightened my tie, tucking away my nonetheless twitching member. I hoped she might liven issues up like this extra typically on the workplace.

“Daisy, you’re one in a million!”

She smiled, fixing her shirt again over her breasts earlier than smoothing out her hair. As she gathered her issues, shouldering her bag and heading for the door, she stopped and regarded again at me with a wink.

“I’ll…um…expect…more secret meetings like this one in the future, Daisy,” I stammered out like a younger idiot.

“I’ll hold you to that, Sir,” She purred earlier than gliding out of my workplace and again to her desk the place she diligently relaxed till the following encounter. And the following. And the following.