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business suit clung to my curves. He touched me with his eyes the way he touched me with his hands and lips in the dark of my bedroom. His look immediately made me horny, like a butterfly touch over my whole body. “We should celebrate.”
    “We should,” I agreed, my voice growling softly. “Robert, come service your lady.”
    His silvery eyebrows bobbed up. “Now? Jesus, Margo, my secretary could come in any moment and the door isn’t locked.”
    “Robert,” I said with a warning edge to my voice. Last night he hadn’t immediately obeyed me when I ordered him onto the bed and I had introduced him to my favorite martinet as a consequence. I was fairly surprised he could sit down today.
    He smiled then and took my hand to kiss my knuckles. “Yes, milady.”
    I braced my hands on the edges of Robert’s desk as he came up behind me and embraced me, palming my breasts and pulling me tight against the hardness of his body and the pressure of his quickly growing erection. He buried his face in the side of my neck, breathing in my scent and nuzzling against my ear. “What does milady prefer today?”
    I told him as he kissed and nibbled along the slope of my neck. He touched me gently at first, going slow as he undid first my jacket and then my blouse so they both hung open, obediently listening for his instructions. He finally unhooked my push-up bra and then my breasts filled both his hands. He weighed them, squeezing my firm round globes, his thumb and forefingers pinching and teasing the nipples to hard beads until I gasped and drenched my panties. I rubbed my ass against him, against his incredible hardness, and he took his cue and slid his hands down my sides until he’d reached the hem of my short skirt. He pushed the fabric up my legs until it had bunched like a wreath around my waist.
    Under my skirt, I wore only my black satin panties and pull-up stockings. I watched over one shoulder as Robert sank to his knees behind me and slid my panties down my legs. He gently cupped and massaged my ass cheeks before parting them. He nuzzled me there, his tongue tracing my seam. He flicked his tongue over my ass before finding my cunt. The moment he did, he was like some hungry beast. He sank his fingers deep into the firm flesh of my ass as he sought the wetness between my legs. I rocked against his mouth as his tongue found my quickly swelling clit, took it into his mouth, tugged on it. His teeth scraped me and I swore violently under my breath and said, “Slow down, Robert. I want to enjoy your service.”
    He grunted and slowed down at my command, but only a little, lapping at my cunt juices, sucking at the folds of my labia. His fingers peeled back the layers there like the petals of a wet morning flower, and soon his tongue was deep inside me. He fucked me there with his tongue and I wound up biting the side of my hand to keep from screaming aloud.
    I moaned as he sought out all my pleasure centers, wetting me back to front. A pleasurable aura of euphoria spread out from the places where he touched me, teased the juices from me. This time, when he sucked my clit between his teeth, he slowed down, gnawing on me gently, his thumb brushing a circle of fire around my ass, his thumb pressing inward briefly so I bucked under his ministrations and came hard, right in his mouth.
    “Does that please milday?” he whispered as he found his feet. His voice was hoarse with his own bottled-up need.
    “Milday is very pleased,” I told him. I took his hand and dragged his arm around me, sucking on his fingers. “Fuck me now, Robert. Sink that beautiful cock inside me and make me come.”
    He obeyed, undoing his trousers so he could press the warm naked pressure of his hard-on against my ass. The curve of it fit beautifully between my legs like it was made for me. He gripped my hip with his free hand and rubbed it against me, dry humping me a few times like an animal in full rut before the head of him parted my folds. I was as