The Secretary removes Stress from the Boss. Deep Blowjob, Cum in Mouth!

The HR department was abuzz with whispers and knowing glances. Rumors spread like wildfire that the new secretary, whose name was Cassandra, had an uncanny ability to relieve workplace stress, especially for the top executives. Her methods were said to be highly unconventional, but undeniably effective.

One particularly stressful day, the CEO, Mr. Thompson, was at wit’s end. A crucial merger deal had hit a snag, and he needed to relieve some tension. With a deep breath, he picked up the phone and dialed Cassandra’s extension.

“Cassandra, could you please come to my office? I need some…administrative assistance,” he said, his voice low and gruff.

Within minutes, there was a polite knock on his door. “Come in,” he called out, bracing himself for the unexpected.

Cassandra entered, a vision of professionalism in her crisp blouse and pencil skirt. But Mr. Thompson knew better. He had seen the glimpse of her true nature in a candid photograph on her desk, one that hinted at her hidden wild side.

“Mr. Thompson, you summoned me?” she said, her eyes glinting with mischief.

He nodded, leaning back in his chair. “Cassandra, I’m afraid I’ve hit a wall. I need your…unique set of skills to help me through this.”

She smiled, a slow, seductive curl of her lips. “Of course, sir. I’m here to serve.”

In one smooth motion, she walked over to him, her hips swaying hypnotically. She leaned down, her face mere inches from his, her breath hot against his ear. “Why don’t you unzip your pants, sir? Let me take care of everything.”

Mr. Thompson gulped, his heart pounding in his chest. This was no ordinary meeting. He unbuckled his belt, unzipped his pants, and pushed them down to his ankles. His boxers quickly followed, and there it was – his throbbing, engorged manhood, ready and waiting.

Cassandra licked her lips, her eyes widening with appreciation. “My, my, Mr. Thompson. You are stressed, aren’t you?” She wrapped her fingers around his shaft, stroking him slowly, firmly.

He gasped, his head falling back against the headrest of his chair. Her touch was electric, sending shivers down his spine. She increased her pace, her hand pumping up and down his impressive length.

“That’s it, sir,” she purred, her voice low and sexy. “Relax and let me take care of you.”

She leaned forward, her lips parting, her hot breath washing over his sensitive skin. Then, slowly, torturously, she took him into her mouth. Her lips stretched around his girth, her tongue swirling around the tip.

“Fuck,” he groaned, his fingers tightening in her hair. She bobbed her head, taking him deeper, swallowing around his length. Her throat constricted around him, slick and tight.

He guided her, his hips bucking gently, urging her on. She obliged, taking him to the hilt, her nose pressed against his pelvis. tears ran down her cheeks, but she didn’t stop. She was a woman on a mission, determined to relieve his stress.

Mr. Thompson felt his balls tighten, his orgasm building. The sight of Cassandra on her knees, sucking him off like a pro, was almost too much to bear. “Cassandra,” he warned, his voice a strangled gasp. “I’m going to cum.”

She pulled back, just enough to look up at him, her eyes glazed with lust. “Give it to me, sir,” she commanded, her voice breathy. “Cum in my mouth. I want to taste you.”

Those words were his undoing. With a shout, he exploded, his seed shooting down her throat. She swallowed greedily, not spilling a single drop. When he was done, she sat back on her heels, licking her lips.

“Better, sir?” she asked, a satisfied smile on her face.

Mr. Thompson nodded, still trying to catch his breath. “Much better, Cassandra. You’re a miracle worker.”

She stood up, smoothing down her skirt. “That’s why they pay me the big bucks, sir. Now, if you’ll excuse me, I have other executives to attend to.”

With a wink, she walked out of his office, leaving him alone with his thoughts and his very satisfied member. Mr. Thompson leaned back in his chair, a smile playing on his lips. He had a feeling Cassandra would be seeing a lot more of him. After all, a stressed out CEO needs a secretary who can handle her business.