Lesbian office worker willing to pay to lick a milfs pussy

Title: The Naughty Secretary’s Cunnilingus Craving

In the bustling city of New York, there existed a high-rise office building, home to the prestigious Elmwood & Smith Consulting Firm. Among the sea of driven, ambitious professionals were two particular women who, unbeknownst to their colleagues, harbored an illicit, insatiable desire for each other.

One was Celeste, a 28-year-old bombshell with raven locks, piercing blue eyes, and an hourglass figure that she showed off with pinched-waist pencil skirts and low-cut blouses. As a junior associate, she was known for her razor-sharp wit and relentless work ethic, though her true talent lay in satisfying the carnal cravings of her senior managing partner.

The other woman, Vivian, was the firm’s most valuable client: a sexy 42-year-old millionaire widow with honey blonde hair, full red lips, and a penchant for designer suits and stilettos. Her business acumen was unmatched, but her real expertise was in bending her underlings to her will, especially the delectable young Celeste.

It all began on a mundane Tuesday morning. Celeste was hunched over her desk, engrossed in a mountain of legal documents, when a text message popped up on her phone: “My office. Now.” It was from Vivian.

Celeste felt a surge of adrenaline. She knew those words meant trouble…and pleasure beyond belief. She made her way to Vivian’s corner suite on the 35th floor, her heart pounding. Vivian’s assistant waved her in without a word.

The sight that greeted Celeste took her breath away. Vivian sat reclined on her leather sofa, one stockinged leg crossed over the other, a half-smoked cigarette dangling from her crimson lips. She looked like a ravenous predator sizing up her prey.

“Shut the door,” Vivian commanded. Celeste obeyed, clicking the lock into place. The blonde crooked a manicured finger. “Come here. Now.”

Celeste approached slowly, feeling herself grow wet with anticipation. Vivian reached out and grabbed her, yanking her down onto her lap. In an instant, the older woman’s hands were under Celeste’s skirt, kneading the firm flesh of her ass.

“You’re late,” Vivian growled. “I warned you about your time management skills. It seems punishment is in order.”

“Y-yes, ma’am,” Celeste stammered, her cheeks flushing. Vivian wasted no time, pushing Celeste’s skirt up and shoving her panties aside. Two fingers plunged into her cunt without preamble, pumping forcefully.

“Such a needy little slut,” Vivian purred. “I bet you’ve been dreaming about my fingers in your dirty hole, haven’t you? Well, too fucking bad.”

She pulled her hand away, leaving Celeste’s neglected pussy hungry and empty. In one swift motion, Vivian was up, pushing Celeste to the floor on her hands and knees. She hitched up her skirt, revealing a hair-fringed pussy already dripping with arousal.

“Lick,” she commanded. “Lick my cunt until I’m satisfied, or there will be consequences.”

Celeste needed no further encouragement. She dove in, lapping at Vivian’s honeyed folds with long, hungered strokes. Vivian groaned above her, bony fingers tangling in her hair to hold her in place.

Celeste lost herself in the task, worshipping Vivian’s sex with reverence and skill. She laved her clit, ducked in to tongue-fuck her hot hole, nuzzled her nose in her smoldering curls. All the while, Vivian writhed and gasped, slamming Celeste’s face into her pussy with each thrust of her hips.

“Fuck, yes,” Vivian hissed. “That’s it, whore. Make me cum. Put that tongue to good use for once.”

Celeste moaned against Vivian’s flesh, the musky taste of her driving her wild. The wet sounds of sloppy cunnilingus filled the room as Celeste ate her pussy like it was the last thing she’d ever taste. Her own cunt throbbed, empty and aching, but she ignored it, focused solely on Vivian’s pleasure.

“I’m going to cum,” Vivian panted. “Don’t you dare stop. Suck, you cock-starved bitch. Suck!”

Celeste sealed her lips around Vivian’s clit, sucking hard as she jammed two fingers knuckle-deep into her spasming cunt. Vivian’s thighs clamped around her head as she came with a shriek, gushing all over Celeste’s face and tits.

Celeste didn’t stop until Vivian pushed her away, spent, chest heaving. She looked up at her mistress, smearing a blend of their combined juices across her face with a guilty smile.

“Did I do good, ma’am?” she asked, batting her lashes. Vivian smirked.

“Fairly awful performance, honestly. But I suppose I have no choice but to accept such pathetic efforts from such a pathetic little whore.”

Celeste ducked her head, a red blush staining her cheeks. Vivian stood and smoothed her skirt into place.

“That will be all,” she said dismissively. “Send Lila in on your way out. I’m sure she’d be delighted to finish what you started.”

“Yes, ma’am,” Celeste replied meekly, scuttling to her feet. She hurried to the door, still tasting Vivian’s essence on her tongue. She didn’t mind getting fired. It was, after all, a day’s work well done.