Blonde Babe Fucking Her Boss In The Office (My Boss Is A Bitch_04)

Title: “A Naughty 9-5”

The blonde secretary, Mandy, had grown increasingly frustrated with her boss. He was always demanding, critical, and made her work late. Today, she’d reached her limit. As her boss, Mr. Johnson, berated her for a minor error, Mandy snapped. Before she could Stop herself, she blurted out, “You know what? I quit!”

Mr. Johnson gaped at her, stunned. Mandy grabbed her purse and turned on her heels, striding towards the exit. “No, wait!” Mr. Johnson called after her. “We need to discuss this.”

Mandy spun to face him. “There’s nothing to discuss. I’m done. You can find someone else to bully.” She tossed her hair defiantly.

Mr. Johnson took a deep breath. “Mandy, please. Let’s talk it out. I know I can be difficult, but you’re one of my best employees. I don’t want to lose you.”

Mandy paused, considering. Perhaps there was a way to turn this situation to her advantage. “You don’t want to lose me?” she asked sweetly. “Well then, it seems we have something to discuss after all.”

She sashayed back into the office, closing the door behind her. Mr. Johnson watched uncomfortably as she walked to the edge of his desk. “Mandy,” he warned, “I’m still your boss. You mustn’t speak to me that way.”

Mandy smiled, slowly unbuttoning her blouse to reveal her barely contained breasts. “Oh, but you just said you don’t want to lose me,” she purred. “I think that means you’ll have to treat me a little differently now.”

Mr. Johnson swallowed hard as she perched on his desk, running a finger along the top of his shirt. “Mandy, please…” he began, but she cut him off with a kiss.

At first resistant, Mr. Johnson melted into her touch. His hands found her hips, pulling her closer. Mandy gasped when she felt his hardening cock press against her thighs.

“Oh my,” she said breathlessly. “It seems like you’re very happy to see me.”

She reached between them, rubbing his bulge. Mr. Johnson’s hips jerked forward involuntarily. “Mandy,” he panted, “we can’t. Someone might see…”

Mandy grinned wickedly, pushing him back into his chair. “Let them see,” she said, hiking up her skirt. She peeled off her panties, revealing her glistening pussy. “If they don’t like it, let them fire me.”

Unable to resist any longer, Mr. Johnson attacked her breasts, groping and sucking. Mandy moaned, feeling his cock straining against his pants. She helped him unzip, freeing his long, thick shaft.

Mr. Johnson flipped up her skirt, guiding her hips so she straddled him. Mandy teased him with her slick folds, rubbing him up and down. “Do you want me, boss?” she whispered hotly. “Do you want your big tits secretary?”

He groaned with need, his fingers digging into her ass. “Yes,” he hissed. “Fuck yes.”

Mandy lowered herself onto him, inch by throbbing inch, biting her lip to stop from screaming. Mr. Johnson buried his face in her cleavage, thrusting up into her tight heat.

They moved urgently, abandoning themselves to lust. Mandy clutched the arms of his chair, riding him hard. The lewd music of skin slapping skin filled the office.

Lost in the sensation, Mandy failed to notice the office door opening. She stirred when she heard gasps, her eyes popping open in alarm. Some of her horrified coworkers stood frozen in the entrance, staring at her.

Mandy, panting and flushed, whipped her head around to meet her boss’s gaze. He looked back at her in shock. Then she started to laugh.

The others joined in, whooping and cheering. Mandy wriggled off Mr. Johnson, not bothering to cover herself. She stood, trembling, high on adrenaline and arousal.

“You heard them,” she said to Mr. Johnson. “You can’t fire me now.”

He flushed beet red, fumbling with his zipper. She smirked, knowing she had him. “Looks like I’m in charge here,” she purred.

Mandy walked back to her desk, but didn’t sit down. She smiled as her coworkers filed back to their seats, exchanging knowing glances.

“It’s just business as usual,” she said cheerfully. “Who wants coffee?”