VIXEN Lana Rhoades Has Sex With Her Boss

Title: “The Big O in the Boardroom”

Lana Rhoades, the office vixen, sauntered into her boss’s office, her hips swaying seductively with each step. She had worn her tightest pencil skirt and shortest blouse, a devious smile playing at the corners of her ruby-red lips. It was time for her performance evaluation, but Lana had more than a raise in mind.

Her boss, a stern and serious man, looked up from his desk as Lana entered. “Ms. Rhoades,” he began gruffly, “I’ve reviewed your file. You’ve been slacking off lately and your productivity has been… lacking. I’m not sure if you’re the right fit for our company.”

Lana batted her long lashes, sliding onto his desk and crossing her legs seductively. “Oh, I assure you, I’m an asset to the team,” she purred, reaching out to loosen his tie. “Let me show you just how valuable I can be.”

Her boss stiffened, surprise etched on his face. But he made no move to stop Lana as she leaned in close, her breath hot against his ear. “I’ll make it worth your while,” she whispered huskily, her hand sliding down his chest to his straining belt buckle.

With deft fingers, Lana unbuckled his belt and slid his pants down, his hardening cock springing free. She wrapped her hand around his thick shaft, stroking him slowly and purposefully. “You see,” she said hoarsely, “I don’t let anyone fuck me in this office except you.”

She slid off the desk and onto her knees, taking his cock into her mouth, her lips stretching tight around his girth as she sucked hungrily. She hollowed her cheeks and bobbed up and down his length, savoring the musky taste of his pre-come on her tongue.

Her boss groaned, tangling his fingers in Lana’s hair and guiding her eager mouth along his shaft. Lana moaned in encouragement, the vibrations sending waves of pleasure through him. She loved the power she held now, the control as she worked him with her skillful tongue.

She could feel his balls draw up, tight against his body, and she knew he was close. But she wasn’t done yet. Lana released his cock with a wet pop, standing up and turning around. She bent over his desk, lifting her skirt to reveal her bare ass and the wet heat of her pussy.

“Fuck me,” Lana commanded breathlessly, swaying her hips in invitation. “Fuck me hard, show me what a good employee I am.”

Her boss needed no further prompting. He grabbed her hips and slammed into her, filling her in one deep, brutal thrust. Lana cried out, the sudden intrusion stretching her tight walls deliciously. He began to move, pistoning into her willing body with animalistic lust.

“Yes, yes!” Lana moaned wantonly. “Harder, fuck me harder! I want to feel it tomorrow!”

Her boss complied eagerly, pounding into her harder, deeper, each thrust punishing the desk and rattling the paperwork scattered across it. Lana arched her back, grinding her hips back to meet his every thrust, her cries growing louder and more desperate. The wet slap of skin against skin, the creaking of the desk, the grunts and moans filling the empty office was the most erotic symphony Lana had ever heard.

Suddenly, Lana was flipped over, her boss yanking her up and onto his lap, his hard cock still buried deep inside her. She straddled him eagerly, her hips rolling in a sensual figure-eight as she rode him. Her fingers clawed at his chest as pleasure consumed her, the hard slide of his cock against her inner walls pushing her closer to the edge of oblivion.

Her boss captured her lips in a bruising kiss as she rolled her hips, his hands gripping her ass, guiding her movements. Lana threw her head back as the first sparks of orgasm began to dance across her nerve endings, her pussy clenching and fluttering wildly around his hard shaft.

“Fuck,” her boss groaned. “I’m close, baby. So fucking close.”

“Give it to me,” Lana urged, her nails digging into his shoulders. “Come for me, fill me up. I need to feel your cum deep inside me.”

Her words pushed him over the edge. With a guttural growl, he exploded inside her, spurting thick ropes of hot cum deep into her spasming womb. Lana cried out sharply, her pussy convulsing around him as her own climax ripped through her body, leaving her shaking and gasping.

They stayed like that for long moments, Lana collapsed against his chest, their bodies still intimately connected, their breathing gradually slowing. Lana felt absolutely sated, her body limp and well-used. She offered her boss a lazy, satisfied smile.

“Well,” she purred, shifting off his lap, “I trust I’ve demonstrated my commitment to this company and my position within it.”

Her boss, still breathless, could only nod, awestruck by the sheer sex appeal and confidence exuding from every pore of Lana’s succulent skin. He’d never looked forward to office hours so much in his life.

Lana’s smile widened, her blue eyes twinkling mischievously. “Until next time, Boss. I’ll make sure to ‘meet’ your expectations… often.”

With an exaggerated sway of her shapely hips, Lana sashayed out of the office, already looking forward to her next performance review. She knew she’d be getting ahead in this company, whether it was up to her position or under her boss’s desk.