Free Conference With the Boss by Sierra Summers Page A

pulled her nipples away from
her body, elongating them. They’d never been so fucking hard before. Of course,
she’d never masturbated in front of her boss before and it was a complete
turn-on. She discovered she loved teasing the hell out of him while he tried to
concentrate on his meeting.
    She raised her arms above her head, her large breasts
sticking out. She grasped one tit and pulled it up to her mouth. She gave him a
wicked grin when she caught him peeking at her out of the corner of his eye and
licked across the tip of her nipple.
    “Oh God,” he moaned.
    Again the CEO spoke to him directly. “Meyers, pay attention.
This account is worth millions. I can’t afford to have anyone distracted. Is
something wrong?”
    “Sorry, Mr. Satou. It seems my lunch may be disagreeing with
me.” His face reddened further. Molly hoped it was from pleasure and not anger.
    Another sign went up. More—suck it.
    She wrapped her lips around the hard nub and bit it slightly
before suckling it deep. She moved to her other breast, giving Gabriel the same
show as the first time. She was so fucking wet, her pussy, her thighs were
soaked.
    Gabriel started shuffling through the file papers he’d been
writing on as his boss asked him about future plans. He clumsily started
speaking about the condition of the Thompson company.
    Molly hated business talk. It was boring and didn’t hold her
interest. The only reason she still even worked here was because of the big man
sitting across from her.
    She let go of her tits and slid her hands down her skirt
until she reached the hem. She slowly drew the black linen up her thighs,
exposing her black thigh-high stockings and peach panties. She rubbed the front
of her underwear. Her cream covered them, making the material there darker than
the rest. Gabriel stumbled over his next few sentences as she dipped a finger
inside the wet lace.
    Another sign went up. I want to see that hot pussy.
    Molly slowly rolled down her panties. Letting them pool at
her ankles. She allowed her legs to fall to the sides, exposing her
clean-shaven cunt. Moving her fingers to her plump lips, she pulled them open,
giving Gabriel a complete view of her glistening pussy.
    Taste yourself. His handwriting was barely legible at
this point.
    She dipped one finger deep into herself, circling around her
warm, wet and heated core. Removing it, she slipped the digit into her mouth,
slowly moving it in and out between her lips. Her juices were sweet on her
tongue and she went back for more. This time she circled her clit, flicking the
tight bud and pinching it lightly.
    She kicked off the panties and threw her legs over each
armrest of the chair. Gabriel wiped his brow, his face sweating.
    “Good lord, man, you look like you’re going to pass out.”
The CEO’s voice rose slightly and definitely sounded aggravated.
    “Yes, Mr. Satou, it’s a little hot in the office. My
apologies.” His eyes darted to Molly sitting with her legs spread wide open for
his inspection. She began to run a single finger along her labia, taking her
time and loving that her movements were driving her boss fucking mad.
    When his conference call ended, she knew she’d be in some
serious trouble and she couldn’t wait for him to take her. Maybe he’d force his
rock-hard dick into her mouth, maybe he’d just bend her over and thrust hard,
fucking her until he creamed inside her. She really didn’t care what he did as
long as it resulted in his dick lodging in her aching cunt.
    She licked her lips again as she shoved two fingers into her
swollen wet heat. Her thumb made its way to her distended clitoris. The
sensations zipped through her while Gabriel couldn’t focus on the screen in
front of him. Her pussy began to throb and she thrust deeper into herself. She
rocked her hips back and forth, making tiny circles as she propelled her
fingers faster.
    She was so close to coming, she bit her lip to keep from
crying out. Just as she was about to dive over