A slave to her job

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A Slave To Her Job
By: Justforphun (ajc1490@hotmail.com)

-Damn. I’m Late!-

Lindsey grabbed her keys from her coffee table and walked out of her apartment. She fiddled with her keys trying desperately to open the door of her company car. She was about half way through her first week as the secretary for the most powerful man at comp-tech

God I really hope I don’t loose this job. she said out loud.

Lindsey sat in the drivers seat, breathed deeply, and released as she started her car. She flew through the streets towards her office building. As she drove down the street and on to the highway her mind started to drift off.

She was nervous about her first couple days at the office. They hadn’t gone so well.

-Come on girl. Focus.-

She prodded herself to make it to work. She knew she wouldn’t make it on time unless she focused real hard.

Within 15 minuets, Lindsey was running through the hallways with her files under her arms. Before long she ran passed her door and burst in as soon as she could.

-Thank goodness. Mr. Gray is out. I’m safe.-

She sat down at her desk and sighed.

Time passed again. Time brings messages. Work. Busyness swarmed around her. Hours swung by.

-What am I doing.-

Lindsey needed this job. It wasn’t just the money, but she needed this as a foothold to reach success.

The phone rang. It was Mr. Gray and she knew it before she even picked it up.

Hello? She said trying to sound strong.

Lindsey The phone said to her Lindsey you were late today.

I’m sorry Mr. gray She sputtered.

Don’t worry. I have a proposition for you. Meet me my office for lunch today.

Yes sir. Lunch time, I’ll be there.

Good. 12:00. Don’t be late this time. *Click*

I wont be.. Lindsey tried to respond but it was to late. Mr.

Gray had hung up the phone.

Lindsey sat back in her desk trying to clear her head. Work was not going well. If the boss wants to see you when work is not going well, it’s always bad news. Lindsey didn’t even wonder what the proposition was. What ever it was, it was bad. The company was dealing with her. What else do you do with bad employees? You have to deal with them. It’s business.

She tried to focus on work. Lost in a sea of papers and messages. It was a dreary place to be. But she knew she had to keep going. she had to keep fighting. She had to make it in the real world, rough as it was.

Finally lunchtime was around the corner. Lindsey got up and looked around her desk. It was a mess. An utter shit hole. With one more look at the clock she walked toward Mr. Gray’s office. She was nervous about seeing him but at the same time, she was so glad to get away from that dark corner of the world she called her desk.

Lindsey held her breath as she walked into the office. Mr. Gray was leaned back in his chair with his feet on his desk, but when he saw Lindsey, he stood up to greet her.

Miss Lindsey. Thanks for coming.

Mr.

Gray gestured to the chair in front of his desk.

Please. He said, Have a seat.

Lindsey sat down in the chair like she was told. She was having a hard time sitting still. The nervous tension made her fidgety.

Do you know why you are here miss Lindsey? He asked.

Because I was late today sir. She responded.

No. Not just because you were late. You are here because there seems you have a problem getting your work done. You have a simple task miss Lindsey. There are many competent people I could give your position to. But.. Mr. Gray let his eyes peer at Lindsey’s gorgeous figure. I have decided to give you one more chance. An ultimatum, if you will.

An ultimatum sir? Lindsey asked.

That’s correct miss Lindsey. Either you can go down to the mail room and rot there, or you can show me a reason to keep you. Mr. gray thundered.

-Come on girl. Think. You have worked far to hard and far to long for it to come to an end here. You need this position. You CAN’T let this happen.-

Lindsey thought for a moment and suddenly she realized what she had to do. She got up in her chair and walked over to Mr. Gray.

Surely there is some way I can prove my worth to you Mr. Gray. She said as she sat down on his desk top. I must have some. Skills I can show you.

She ran her tongue softly around her lips. She could see Mr. Grays shamelessly rock hard cock.

I think you might.. Mr. Gray said to her as he stood up in his chair.

Lindsey put her hand on the bulge in his pants.

-God, he’s huge! This will be easy..-

She smiled seductively as she rubbed his ramrod through his pants.

Mr. Gray. She said softly. I do have one good … skill … to show you.

Lindsey slowly unbuckled Mr. Gray’s suit pants and pulled them down to expose his rock hard cock. She breathed deeply when she saw it. Lindsey slowly reached her soft hand out and took it. Stroking it up and down very slowly. She leaned in and gave it a kiss right on the tip and ran her tongue up and down the side.

That’s very nice miss Lindsey. Mr. Gray responded.

Then she parted her lips and took the length of his member into her mouth. She bobbed her head up and down on it. She loved to feel it pulsate in her mouth. Her lips smacked loudly and she slurped very audibly on purpose.

She was good at what she was doing.

Do you like that Mr. Gray? She asked softly.

Before he could answer, she forced his dick all the way down her throat. Her face was pressed against his hips. But after a second, she chocked and coughed. Deep throating was her secret weapon. Then she pulled her head away from him and tried to catch her breath.

I think there is a better position opening up for you miss Lindsey. Mr. Gray commented.

Lindsey stood up in front of him. He leaned in placing his hands gently on her hips, kissed her neck up and down,

What’s that.. She said breathing heavily.

Lindsey purred as his hands traveled up and down her back. Finally Mr. Gray lifted her up and sat her on the desk. His pulse quickened as he worked at her skirt, pushing and pulling between that skirt of hers and her sheer pantyhose. Finally he got her skirt up around her waist and with ha whiff, he pulled her panty hoes around her ankles. Lindsey began to undo her top as he pulled at her thong. Eagerly, he stood in between her legs with his cock in his hand. He guided it to the moist lips of Lindsey’s pussy.

Oooooohhhh…. Lindsey began to moan softly.

Mr. Gray gave a shove of his hips and then he was in her all the way. Lindsey grinded her teeth together and spread her legs wide. Mr. gray held on to her high heals as he slammed his meat inside her over and over.

Mr. Gray pulled his sweaty body away from Lindsey and started jerking his dick. She knelt before him.

Are you going to come for me? She asked

He was jerking hard.

I’m waiting for you to shoot your cum in my face.

He sped up.

I want it to drip down my chin onto my tits.

With a grunt, she shot in her face.

Oooooo that’s good. You are a strong boss aren’t you. She cooed.

Mr. Grey tried to regain his composure.

Perhaps, Miss Lindsey, You can continue being my personal assistant.

Lindsey put her mouth around his cock and sucked it gently, then pulled it out with a pop.

Thank you Mr. Gray. I’ll do such a good job!

Good. Now get you’re stuff and get back to work.

With that, Lindsey Fixed her clothing and went to the bathroom to freshen up.

-That should take care of him for a while. As long as you can get him off you can’t loose.

Girl you got it made.-

Lindsey smiled at herself in the mirror and returned to her desk to finish her days work. sex work stories

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