He was about seven or eight years younger than me, but very much more self-assured. He was known around the company as an up and comer, "executive mat...erial," somebody marked for advancement. He made no effort to hide his interest in me, from his first day in our division. I remember he smiled when he took my hand, then his eyes left mine and traveled all the way down my body and back up again. I remember that I blushed and had to look away. After that he came around to my workstation more often. Meanwhile, Mrs. Fisher held me tight and kept fucking against my face as I moaned out and almost cried into her pussy. When I felt his abdomen hard against my ass I thought the worst was over. Then he started fucking my ass. He pinned me there and used his strength to make sure he could fuck my ass the way he wanted, deep and hard and without mercy. I could feel the pleasure coming through all the pain and started to like this. I had anal sex a few times before, but never like this. I began. He checked that Katie knew who she was chatting to, and to his surprise she replied oh yes and I like what I see and want to see more.Slightly shocked but very turned on Paul flirted with Katie, early mornings and late evenings, even when he was at work and she was day off, telling her what he would do to her, as she liked to be punshed, he would tell her how he would spank her and and punish her. He was oftern so hard he could not move from his desk, and she used to post how wet she was in her. She smiled at me and did a little turn. The skirt of the nightie flew up as she turned and her bare flesh was visible underneath. “You like?” She asked.“Nope,” I replied with a grin. "I love."She took the three steps to get to me and sat down on my lap, put her arms around my neck and kissed me. This was a kiss of a woman who was after more than just a hug. My penis understood and responded appropriately. She noticed and moved aside on my lap a little. She then looked down and said, “He likes.