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settled.
    Frank pulled away, and I
exhaled the last bliss out of my lungs. I heard a zipper and I smiled.
    “Are you all right?” he
asked.
    “Yes.” Anxious, I kept my
legs spread, anticipating him in me, then laughed. “That’s what I call working
under you.”
    “Finally you get to be under
me the way I’ve wanted since the day you walked into my office. But we’re not
done yet, Sharon.”
    “I hope not...”
    The tip of his penis silenced
what I wanted to say, and Frank plunged into me with force.
    “You’re as rough as you are
on your conference calls.”
    He pushed harder.
    “Baby, you haven’t seen rough
yet.” He pulled the tie, helping me up to meet his mouth while he drove further
inside me with each thrust.
    I wrapped my arms around
Frank’s neck and he supported my back with his hands. His hardened mouth
possessed my lips. Frank’s hands slid lower, finally lifting me up by my
behind. The sweet smell of his sweat mixed with mine floated around us. He
stood in a wide stance, holding me in his arms while pushing upward, filling me
even more. Gravity pulled me onto him, letting him sink into me deeper,
stretching my insides. Each stab sent me further into oblivion, and I felt
myself clench around him again. The potency of Frank’s mouth was like a drug
pushing me to my limits. I’d never had anyone so deep inside me, and I couldn’t
hold on any longer. I came around him, squeezing him until he moaned, stopping
his momentum for the final release inside me.
    As his warmth filled me, he
set me down on the counter and gently pulled out.
    “I think I’ll let you keep
this tie, Sharon. I’d never be able to wear it and work after tonight.”
    “I’ll just get you a new
one.” I lowered my pulsing legs.
    Frank picked his shirt off
the floor and pulled it over my head. Now that I wore it, I made a mental note
to keep it.
    “That reminds me. Stay here.”
He rushed out of the kitchen and up the stairs.
    When he returned, I wiggled
my toes, smiling blissfully at my boss, my fierce lover. Frank handed me a pink
box.
    “I owe you,” he explained.
    I pulled on the bow to open
it. Inside rested a new pair of bra with matching panties. “Why?” I asked in
confusion.
    “I ruined your other one with
coffee.”
    “You didn’t ruin my panties.”
    “That’s where you’re
mistaken, Sharon. I knew I would ruin them tonight.” He pointed to the floor
where my purple panties lay torn. “You’re going to need these for next time.”
    “Well, that’s one bossy
request you’re making, Frank.” I put my arms around his neck.
    He kissed me then said, “I’m
pretty sure our working relationship status has changed; however, I will insist
that you always work under me.”
    “Yes, sir.” I threw my hands
around him, losing myself in his lips.
    Frank’s mouth soothed mine as
he carried me into the hallway.
    “A house tour?” I asked.
    “Bedroom,” he kissed me
again, “You’re not leaving this house until Monday morning.”
    “You’re expecting me to work
all weekend? Without a proper house tour?” I bit my lip. “That’s not polite,
Frank. What if I get lost in this mansion?”
    “Fine,” he grinned, “Let’s
start with the hallway, then. This is the staircase.” Frank lowered me and
flipped me over onto my knees.
    “I like the carpeting here,”
I looked back at his ready erection behind me. He grabbed my rear, spreading my
cheeks.
    “And I like the new addition
to my staircase.” Frank cupped my sex from behind, and I felt my juices flow
out into his palm. He rubbed the front, preparing me, spreading my wetness all
the way to the back. I rested my hands on the upper steps, lifting my ass
higher, for him.
    Leaning forward, he kissed
me. The wet slide of cock into me pushed me forward. This time, he wasn’t in a
hurry. We stopped kissing and Frank pulled in and out halfway a few times
before plunging into me fully. His relaxing exhale made me tilt my rear higher
for him. I leaned