Young Trainee want this Job – Creampie the Boss!

Title: The Temptation of Passion in the Boardroom

Silke had been working as an intern at Werthmann Industries for the past three months, and she was determined to make a positive impression. Her eyes sparkled with ambition as she clacked away at her keyboard, sending correspondence and organizing files with a meticulous attention to detail. Of course, her mind was always wandering to thoughts of her handsome boss, Herr Werthmann.

Herr Werthmann was a pillar of the community, a brilliant businessman with a reputation for being a bit of a ladies’ man. Silke caught him staring at her on multiple occasions, his gaze wandering over her curves with unconcealed lust. She knew it was improper, but she couldn’t help but be flattered by his attention. At night, she would masturbate furiously to the thought of him bending her over his desk, claiming what was rightfully his.

One particularly stressful day, Silke was working late, trying to finish a project for upper management. She poured herself a drink from the office supply cabinet, relishing the rich, velvety flavor of the bourbon as it slid down her throat. Lost in thought, she didn’t hear Herr Werthmann enter the office until he was standing right behind her.

“Working hard, Silke?” he growled, his hot breath tickling the nape of her neck.

She jumped, whirling around to face him. “Oh, Herr Werthmann! I didn’t realize you were still here.”

He leaned forward, trapping her body against the desk. “I couldn’t seem to focus at home,” he rumbled. “Not with you filling my mind.”

Silke’s breath caught in her throat. “Sir, I don’t think-”

“Oh, I know you’re a good girl,” he purred, trailing a finger down the side of her neck. “But every good girl needs a little naughtiness now and then.”

He captured her lips in a searing kiss, his tongue delving into her mouth with a desperate intensity. Silke moaned, parting her legs to allow him access to the aching heat between them. He ground his hips against hers, the hard ridge of his erection pressing insistently against her throbbing clit.

“Please, Herr Werthmann,” she whimpered. “I need you.”

He chuckled darkly, spinning her around and bending her over the desk. “You’ve been a very naughty girl, haven’t you?” he scolded, delivering a sharp smack to her rear. “Spreading your legs for your boss.”

“Yes,” she hissed, arching her back to present her dripping cunt. “I’ve been such a bad girl.”

“Let’s see how bad,” he growled, yanking her panties down to her knees. He plunged two thick fingers into her spasming hole, groaning at the wet slurping sounds her pussy made.

“You’re positively dripping, you filthy little slut. You want your boss to fuck you, don’t you?”

“Oh god yes,” she keened, pushing her hips back to meet his thrusting hand. “Please, I need your cock. I need you to breed me, Herr Werthmann!”

He wasted no more time, freeing his massive erection from his trousers and positioning himself at her entrance. With a grunt, he slammed home, hilting himself in her tight channel. She screamed in pleasure, her cunt clenching like a vise around his pulsing cock.

“Fuck, you’re so tight!” he panted, setting a brutal pace. “Your little cunt was made for my cock, wasn’t it?”

“Yes!” she sobbed, bracing herself against the desk as he pounded into her. “Only your cock can fill me up like this!”

He leaned over her back, sinking his teeth into the tender skin of her shoulder. “You’re mine now, Silke,” he snarled. “This pussy belongs to me.”

“Yours,” she agreed breathlessly, meeting his thrusts with abandon. “I’m your naughty little whore.”

He pulled out, flipping her over and hiking her legs over his shoulders. “I’m going to give you what you want,” he promised, sliding back into her sopping cunt. “I’m going to pump you full of my seed and breed you like the wanton slut you are.”

“Yes, fill me up!” she cried, throwing her head back in ecstasy. “I want to have your baby!”

He thrust deep, his cock pulsing as he released streams of hot cum into her greedy hole. She came with a scream, her pussy milking him for every last drop.

When he finally withdrew, pearly ropes of jizz dribbled from her well-fucked hole, coating her inner thighs. He scooped some up with his fingers, pushing it back inside her.

“Don’t waste a single drop,” he commanded. “You’re going to keep this cum inside you until it takes root.”

“Yes, Papa,” she sighed contentedly,letting him stuff her full of his potent seed. “Thank you for my reward.”

He stroked her hair, pressing a soft kiss to her forehead. “You’ve earned it, my little intern. Now, why don’t you come sit on Papa’s lap while he finishes his paperwork?”

She smiled, taking his proffered hand and allowing him to lead her to his office chair. She shifted to straddle him, enveloping his semi-hard cock in the snug velvet of her cunt.

“This is the best kind of overtime,” she purred, beginning to slowly ride him.

He chuckled, settling back in his chair. “The things I do for my job,” he mused. “Now, sit still and stop distracting me.”

“Of course, Papa,” she agreed, nibbling at his neck with a sultry smile. “I’m all yours.”

And she was. Young, nubile, and desperate to please her boss, she would be his secretary and his submissive lover, forever eager to service him in any way he desired. After all, Silke had worked hard to land this job.