Sexy Latina fucks big boss to get ahead

Title: “The Boss’s Wicked Assistant”

Maria tossed her long, raven tresses as she strutted into the bustling office, her sparkling eyes darting between the cubicles. The interns gawked at the stunning Latina’s mesmerizing curves and sultry hips swaying beneath her skin-tight dress. She knew she looked irresistible – and she had an appointment with the big boss that she refused to miss.

Maria came to this country from Mexico five years ago, determined to make it in the big leagues. She clawed her way up as an administrative assistant, honing her skills and wiles. Now, she had set her sights on landing the prime executive assistant position to the company’s top-brass. And she was willing to do anything to get it.

“Mr. Blackwell will see you now,” the receptionist flashed a saccharine smile as she buzzed Maria into the boss’s inner sanctum. Maria purred and thanked her, entering the lion’s den. She strutted towards the gleaming chrome doors, catching her reflection. The low-cut halter dress hugged her ripe packaging, her tan shoulders and toned legs catching the light. She looked like the CEO’s wet dream. Time to seal the deal.

As the heavy doors swished open, she sauntered inside the spacious office, closing the door softly behind her. Mr. Blackwell stood with his back to her, eyes fixated on the evening cityscape. He swung around, jaw agape at the spicy vision. His eyes roamed hungrily over her body, relishing the way her body begged to be touched. The muscles tightened in his slacks.

“Maria. To what do I owe the pleasure?” Mr. Blackwell’s gravelly voice dripped with anticipation.

Maria slinked forward on stiletto heels, hips swaying, a dangerous glint in her eye. “Mr. Blackwell. I believe my presence here is no surprise to you.” She stopped mere inches from him, full breasts nearly brushing his crisp dress shirt. “I know there is no denying the chemistry between us. The way you look at me.”

She boldly reached out and traced a perfectly manicured finger along his jaw, gently cupping his chin. His skin tingled from her touch. “I also know that executive assistant position is mine if I prove myself. What better way to convince you of my…dedication than a personal audition?”

Mr. Blackwell’s Adam’s apple bobbed as he swallowed hard, refraining from pulling her flush to him. His desire to be a gentleman warred with his vulgar thoughts. The little Latina minx had him by the proverbial short hairs and she knew it. It was intoxicating.

“And how, pray tell, do you intend to ‘audition’ for me,Maria?” He smirked, gaze dropping to her cleavage.

Maria rewarded him with a wicked grin, deft fingers reaching behind to slowly unzip her dress. Panic and elation wrestled across Mr. Blackwell’s features as her perfect golden flesh was gradually revealed, the dress sliding over her shoulders into a puddle on the floor. She stood before him in nothing but a sinful set of black lace panties and a strappy corset, full tits straining, hard nipples barely concealed.

“Like this, jefe,” Maria purred as she stepped into his space once more, strong acre-school forwardsolat sports warming his front as her hands began unbuttoning his shirt. “I’m going to show you how dedicate and skilled I am, by servicing you like the boss you are.”

She shoved him down into his leather office chair, straddling his lap, the heat from her core searing his crotch through his slacks. Rolling her hips, she ground against the growing bulge, hissing softly in approval.

“I can tell you’re eager, bossman.” Her breathless voice was like silk sheets against his skin. “Let me take care of you.”

Fingers flying, she made quick work of his belt and zipper, freeing his straining cock. It sprung forth, thick and heavy, an angry purple head weeping with need. “Ohhh, muy bien…” she trilled, wrapping her small hand around it and giving him a squeeze.

Mr. Blackwell groaned, hips flexing automatically upward, seeking more of her silky touch. He’d waited his whole career for a filthy minx like Maria, and now she was ready to rock his world. Taking pity on him, she slid her panties to the side, lifting up slightly before gliding down his shaft. The sensation of her tight, wet, folds gripping him was indescribable; he’d never been welcomed so deeply into heaven.

“Ahhh!” He cried out at the delicious pressure, large hands grasping her hips to pull her down further. They settled into a punishing rhythm, Maria’s deft hips undulating just right, tight cunny rippling along every vein. The office echoed with wet slaps and filthy moans as they raced towards climax, locked in a frenzied chase for ecstasy.

“M-Mr. Blackwell,” Maria whimpered between assaults of her fist-tight pussy. “Mmm, I’m your good girl…your sexy assistant…I’ll do anything for this position…” Her fingers clawed at his chest, lush ass bouncing as she grabbed his cock from the inside over and over.

“Shit, Maria! I’m going to promote you…ahhh…to president of the company…” Mr. Blackwell snarled, giving her hair a sharp tug as his fat nuts wanted to explode. Maria answered only with a keening wail, grinding erratically, cunt seizing and fluttering around him as she came hard, shaking the chair.

It was perfect, it was raunchy, it was everything Maria had planned. She’d just rocked her boss’s world in the best way possible. She knew she’d fully secured the fancy office now. And Mr. Blackwell had gotten the best on-the-job training a boss could ask for. Let the job performance reviews begin…