He looked like a very powerful man; A very sexy, powerful man.Pulling the sheer nightgown tightly around her, she strode toward him angrily.“Where t...he FUCK are my clothes!?” she demanded.He looked amused.“I prefer you without them.” He smiled as he looked her up and down appraisingly.He stepped toward her and, in one swift movement, pulled the gown off and tossed it aside.She did her best to cover herself with her arms and scowled up at him, blushing bright red.“I think it’s a little late for. I decided to rub his shoulders a little, and a gentle massage on his back. As I felt him start to get more comfortable I gently kissed his shoulders. I slowly kissed my way up to his neck and earlobes. I sensed that I had struck a nerve since I could feel him tense up and relax. I knew he liked it. I slowly moved around in front of him and we just looked into each others eyes, (after all the eyes are the windows to the soul). There was a moment of silence and I gently kissed his lips and pulled. “Yeah, I got in late. Mr. Quinlan was pissed and is definitely going to make me work late tonight to make it up.”Of course, he was, and I knew exactly what she’d be doing to make things right with her boss.“Fuck that,” I said, “we need to talk. I don’t want it to wait. Come home on time.”There was a little pause as she was probably trying to figure out a lie to tell me.“Honey, you know I can’t do that. Mr. Quinlan is a major asshole, and I can’t tell him that I won’t work overtime to make up. “God damn! Your pussy is so fucking tight! I am going to tear you apart!”I pulled out partly before slamming back into her with my full weight. I felt something give, and I slid my full length in resting my balls on her ass. Sam was bawling her eyes out.I bent down and kissed her gently on the cheek tasting her tears.Soon I was pounding her pussy as inconsiderately as possible, my balls slapping her taint. She was so tight that every time I pulled out I feared I was going to rip her cunt inside.