The sex of my dreams

At one time, I worked as a security guard. My duties included: personal protection of the boss, and, accordingly, partial control of the office.

Mila was the boss's secretary—a slender blonde with big tits, which she always emphasized with her clothing.

She came to work without panties but always in stockings—it made it easier for the boss to fuck her. And that happened constantly.

My workplace was not far from hers, the secretary's. All day, I typically had nothing to do and could watch her. When she bent over, I could see her pussy—she always wore skirts with a slit, stockings, and high heels. Her breasts were always so tightly covered by a blouse with a deep neckline that the dark circles of her nipples were visible. I had a constant erection. Especially when I saw her tits and pussy, and when the boss called and summoned her to his office, and I heard her screams.

Judging by her screams, he fucked her brutally. Once, when the door was slightly open, I saw her standing doggy-style by the desk in just stockings, arching her back, taking the boss's huge cock inside her, and moaning wildly.

Sometimes partners would come to see him, and they would fuck her together, two, three, or even four at a time. And judging by the gleam in her eyes when she came out of the office or meeting room, it gave her incredible pleasure.

She was unbelievably sexy. Every night I dreamed of fucking her in every position and way possible.

And then one day, she apparently did something wrong in front of the boss. He called her in and yelled loudly. Then she moaned (probably he was fucking her again), then grew quiet and only whimpered—that's how it was when she was sucking. My cock was hard, as usual. I was about to go out and jerk off to cum when he called me.

When I entered, this slut was standing doggy-style on the sofa in his office. She was without panties and a blouse—only in stockings, stiletto heels, and a skirt. She stood there, arching her back and spreading her legs.

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"Want her?" the boss asked. "I know you've wanted her for a long time. So fuck her! Now."

He was sitting at his desk, jerking off his huge cock. No wonder she screamed so much when he fucked her, especially in the ass.

My cock was about to burst. I walked up to this bitch, unzipped my fly, and entered. Within a second, I was fucking her furiously, and she was screaming. Oh, how she screamed and arched under me! This went on until the boss walked over to her and shut her mouth with his cock, forcing her to suck.

And I, realizing I wouldn't get another chance, entered her ass.

She howled—with the boss's huge cock in her mouth and mine in her ass.

I saw him cum in her mouth. She howled the entire time. With a gesture, he indicated that I could cum in her pussy. But I wanted to cover her anus.

I flooded her entire ass. She squealed, arching under the streams of cum.

The next day, I was fired. And I know why.

Author's e-mail: minsol@yandex.ru