S*x In The Office
Chapter 13

-What are you supposed to be doing? -Dorian sharpens his gaze.

Catrina turns around and notices there isn't much space between them.

-I, well, I came to the bathroom.

-I'm not talking about that, I'm talking about what happened earlier in my office.

-I'm so sorry," he swallows, "I didn't mean to barge in like that, I just didn't think you were busy.

-Busy? -he smiles.

Dorian ends up closing the little space between the two of them by cornering his secretary against the wash.

-Did you think I was busy?

-Please..." He whispers the words.

-You mean because that woman was showing me her p***y? Is that why?

The brunette tensed, she couldn't slip away since he had her cornered.

-That's not my problem.

-Yeah, it's not your problem," he mutters very close to her. Did you like what you saw? -Catrina frowns.

-What kind of woman does she think I am? -Not caring who the hell he is, she pushes him away, and she breaks free of the trap. How the hell can you ask me that? Dorian remains serious about her attitude, not expecting her to answer him that way.

-So, you didn't like it.

-I don't care who you f**k Mr. Borges, if you want to f**k half the office for me that's fine. I think it would be convenient for me, so you can leave me alone.

Catrina turns around and heads for the exit, but Dorian grabs her by the elbow and makes her turn around abruptly. With that move he manages to slam Catrina's body into the corner. -You don't mind, do you? -He slips between her legs rather nimbly. And I got turned on when I saw you come in and you saw me looking at that woman's p***y.

-I don't think it turned him on watching me come in, rather he was already horny seeing that woman's p***y.

-You think so? -He smiles, holding one of his hands underneath his foulness.

-I'm sure..." she barely replies as she swallows.

Dorian runs his hand down to Catrina's p***y, feeling the fabric of her kick. He pulls her aside and immediately inserts his middle finger into her p***y hole hearing her moan in pleasure.

He smiles with pleasure to see her enjoying herself, he masturbates her slowly and with rhythmic movements that would drive her crazy.

-Ah," she gasps with her lips half open, "Don't go on, please..." she stops her words when he inserts another finger in her v****a.

-Are you sure? -he murmurs against the skin of her neck.

-Please, Mr. Borges, we can't have s*x here....

-When we're having s*x, I want you to call me Dorian.

He finishes his words as he penetrates her body with more force.

-Did you understand?

-Ah! Yes, I understood, I understood....

But Dorian didn't stop f*****g her with his fingers, he wanted her to cum that morning in the bathroom. He kept on fingering in and out while squeezing one of her breasts. Catrina clung to his sack as he spread her legs a little. Her eyes concentrated on being closed and her lips half open, occasionally biting them morbidly as he pushed his fingers deeper.

-Do you like the way I f**k your p***y? -She was holding his chin tightly in her hand, "Do you like the way I f**k your p***y?

-Ah! Ah! yes, yes, I like it," she moans with her eyes still closed.

-Or do you want my c**k to penetrate your p***y and make you mine?

-I want it all," she begins to moan louder, forcing him to cover her lips with his hand.

-Oh, Catrina! I'm going to f**k you so good, you're going to ask for more," she nods even though her lips are sealed.

He accelerates his fingered thrusts getting her to spill his c*m on her hand, the palm of her hand was soaked by a whitish flow; which space along her anus and p***y.

He enveloped her p***y with his semen as he rubbed her v*****l lips morbidly. Dorian bites his own lips lasciviously as he sees her contorted gaze as he continues to rub her p***y.

-You have such a delicious p***y, I can't wait to f**k it with my c**k.

Dorian takes Catrina's hand and brings it down to his groin, showing her how erect he was making it.

-I need you to get that erection down, you're not going to leave me like this all morning.

-But we're in the bathroom," she replies, opening her eyes to look at him.

-What about that?

At that, she hears him unzip his trousers and then she notices a perverted and devilish smile on his lips. After that, Dorian begins to slide his body over her shoulders.

Gradually she watches as he gets taller and she ends up at the height of a huge and imposing c**k, from the swollen pink head a trickle of transparent drool that looked appetizing to the brunette. -Now suck it good," she watches those bright green, piercing eyes look up at her and feels her whole body react.

Catrina grasps the base of his p***s and then feels his palm come to rest on the back of her head. Her boss pushes her forward to swallow it whole.

-Ahhhh! -That's it!

The brunette started slurping on her boss's c**k, giving him little sucks, tasting and taking him deep into her throat. Dorian exerted more pressure by holding her hair to keep her sucking him at that pace. He moved his head back and forth, then resting his body with one hand on the wall, he leaned his head back and enjoyed the b*****b his secretary was giving him.

-Come on, like this, give it to him.

Catrina kept swallowing her boss's c**k to the point that some tears started to flow from her eyes, but she didn't stop. Although she didn't have much s****l experience, when it came to oral s*x she did have some. Her bastard ex-boyfriend loved it when she sucked his c**k all the time, in fact they hardly ever f****d, most of the time she was sucking his c**k. And very little of the time he was pleasuring her.

But Dorian was different, as he was always busy making her o****m before satisfying himself.

-Suck harder, Catrina. Come on, suck it hard.

She speeds up the blowjob until she hears him grunt loudly, immediately looking up and noticing how he closes his eyes and frowns. After that, the brunette feels the warm liquid of Dorian's cum run down her throat. She swallows every last drop spewing from her boss's c**k, and by the time he pulls it out of her mouth she wipes her lips with her thumb. -Now that was a good blowjob.

Her boss helps her to her feet and then slips his hand under her skirt, then pulls her slutty a*s down her legs, and finishes by slipping it into his pocket. And all this without taking his eyes off her. -What's he keeping my wad for?

-For my collection.

She didn't understand this man, what kind of guy was he? One of those sadistic perverts? They hadn't even kissed, and it wasn't because of her, but because of him. Didn't he like kissing? Didn't he know how to kiss? Although the latter was impossible, since if he f****d so well with his hand, she couldn't imagine what he would be like with his c**k. It was silly to think he didn't know how to kiss.

-Next time, if you run out of my office again, it'll be worse for you.

Catrina's eyes widened as she listened to her boss's words, meaning that what they had done was like a punishment. After those words, he adjusted his suit and came out of the bathroom, leaving her full of doubts, desire and without panties. -Shit, he's stolen my panties again.

[...]

Dorian locks himself in his office looking at the coffee on his desk, he remembers when he entered his office and found the young delivery girl waiting for him with her legs open and her panties off.

He was a man with blood in his veins, of course his c**k reacted to a p***y wide open. The whole inside of the brunette's p***y throbbed, expectant and ready to be penetrated by a c**k like his.

She was looking for s*x, she let him know she was eager to f**k him. But for some reason, Dorian wanted to f**k Catrina that morning and not this brunette. He didn't kick her out of his office though, as after sitting down in his chair she stood in front of him with each leg resting on the railings of his chair.

Dorian had kept a smile on his face and all he did was lean back to see what she was willing to do, and she did exactly what he thought she would do, she started f*****g her own p***y.

That brunette was a she-devil, as she shoved three fingers in one go and started fornicating on his desk while he watched her finger-f**k her p***y. She was very skilled, there was no doubt about that.

But watching her f**k her p***y only whetted his appetite to f**k his secretary, the truth is that he did have a very hard c**k, but that was partly because he was thinking about Catrina and that a*s of hers. And also, watching that brunette masturbating had given him a good idea that he might end up putting into practice.

When that brunette had finished f*****g, she spilled his cum on the oak of his desk as soon as she climaxed, but she was still very horny and asked him to f**k her. And that's when Catrina walked into his office and saw the whole thing.

As the door slammed shut he stood up, for some reason he wanted to go after her. And that's what he did, after asking the brunette to leave he followed Catrina suspecting that she had entered the first place she would replace. And that's when he found her in the bathroom getting up for entering his office without asking permission.

The CEO smiles as he remembers the frightened look on her face when she saw him with another woman who was showing him her p***y to the fullest. He smiles as he remembers the warmth and tightness of Catrina's p***y, then looks down, she's getting hard again.

It was strange, but since he had her in his office he hadn't f****d other women and that really surprised him. He usually repeated women, but every week; not the same woman every day.

-It must be because I haven't f****d her properly, maybe I should get it over with once and for all so I can get rid of this stupid obsession I have with her.

[...]

Back at work she feels a bit uncomfortable since she wasn't wearing any panties, that damn boss of hers was a pervert.

-How come Eliza didn't see any of that on him, you can see it all over his face.

He was doing who knows what with that stupid girl from the cafe, well, it all happened so fast that she could barely see anything. But she could see that he was just sitting in his armchair. -But that doesn't say anything," she let go of the pen with force, "And what the f**k am I doing thinking about that shit?

What the hell did she care if her a*****e pervert boss f****d another woman, it shouldn't bother her at all.

-Fuckin' fuckin' cunt," she mutters, feeling furious in spite of what she was thinking.

And that broad, how dare she just barge into his office like that. Suddenly the phone rings, startling her. -Hello...

-I want another coffee, right away.

He hangs up and she feels like reaching into the phone and choking him with it.