‘How do I get myself into these things?’ she thought absently as she spread her thighs even further apart.

Sarah Jones was sitting on the edge of her desk with her skirt hiked up and her hose on the floor alongside her panties. Her co-worker, John Harmon, was crouched on the floor in front of her with his face buried between her legs.

The little electric shocks going off in her mind were brought on by the flicks of his tongue as he munched on her beaver.

‘Beaver,” she thought with an inward chuckle, ‘Who thought of that name anyway?’

All thoughts of forest-dwelling rodents were suddenly thrust from her mind as her orgasm exploded behind her eyes.

She barely had time to catch her breath when she felt John’s cock sliding against the lips of her pussy.

‘There’s something wrong,” she thought, ‘I need to tell him something.’

Her eyes flew open as he pushed inside her. He wasn’t extraordinarily big, but she wasn’t ready for it when he shoved it in. Then she was lifted off the desk and held tightly in place. John’s hands cupped her behind and her legs dangled awkwardly from his elbows as he thrust inside her again and again.

When he pushed himself in hard and grunted, she went into panic mode.

‘Oh my God! He’s cumming inside me!’ she thought.

By now it was far too late for her to do anything about it. Already she could feel the slimy ooze creeping down her inner thighs.

John plopped her down on the desk once more and then fell to his knees panting for breath.

“Wow!” he wheezed.

Sarah leaned back on the desktop and felt between her legs with a grimace. Her twat was covered with semen. Her fingers recoiled from the sticky substance drooling out of her channel. She frowned and sighed heavily.

“What’s wrong?” John asked with a smirk, “Didn’t you like it?”

She met his eyes and shook her head with disgust.

“Why did you cum inside me?” she asked.

John snickered and shoved his withering penis back into his slacks.

“What’s the point of fucking if you don’t cum?” he said.

Sarah pushed him away and knelt down to retrieve her panties. She pulled them on awkwardly and then shoved her pantyhose into her bag.

“You really are a moron, aren’t you,” she said acidly, “You didn’t have to cum inside me! You could’ve shot on my stomach or on my desk. Why did you have to do it inside?”

John smirked and pushed his hair back across his head. Then he looked her in the eye and winked.

“It’s what I do,” he said.

Before she could reply, he turned and went to his own desk across the room.

It was a small office and she could have chased him down to give him the swat across his perfect hair she wanted to give him. But with his back to her and his instant disengagement from her, like he’d thrown a switch into the off position, she realized it wouldn’t have made a difference.

He was who he was and no amount of chiding or dressing down would get through to him.

She sighed and wondered again how she got herself into these things.

Just an hour ago she had stopped into the office to drop off some things from her sales run. Samples and a few contracts and more than a few promissory notes. John had been there when she arrived. He too was dropping off those same types of things on his own desk.

When she walked in he looked up at her with a wordless raise of an eyebrow. She had smirked in his direction and wondered what he’d be like in bed. He was a good looking man and the only man in the office who wasn’t married and over fifty. He was also in good shape. His body was buff and he had excellent taste in clothes.

‘What girl wouldn’t wonder if he could eat pussy?’ she thought as she stared at him.

He must have read it in her expression.

He walked toward her with a look in his eye that every woman has seen at one time or another. He was smoldering. She stared back at him and shuddered slightly when she felt her nipples harden.

‘He definitely has appeal,’ she thought.

Before any other errant thoughts could enter her mind, he was standing in front of her with his belly against hers. She stared up at him with her mouth slightly open as if to question. He smiled down at her and placed one hand on her hip. She looked down at it casually and then back into his eyes. She was daring him to do more and he knew it!

He smiled confidently and stared into her eyes.

She knew what he was doing. The whole time he hadn’t taken it so far that she couldn’t have backed out. All she needed to do was slip sideways and she would have been free of him. She could have scolded him or just ignored the whole thing. Other girls in the office had told her what he was like. They also said they rebuffed him once and he never came onto them again. She had a choice.

Her body made the choice for her.

She grinned and placed her hand on his hip. He pushed his pelvis gently against hers and she leaned forward to kiss him.

With that first touch of their lips, the floodgates broke open.

Their tongues danced around each other. Their hands explored each other’s bodies. Their breathing became ragged. When he reached under her skirt, she put her thumbs into the hem of her pantyhose and shoved them to her thighs. He pushed her onto the desk and whisked them down and off. Then he pulled her panties off.

She leaned back and smiled as he stared at her snatch. He grinned at the hairy entrance and then he pushed his face into it.

Sarah grunted and fell back as he expertly tweaked her pussy and clitoris.

‘He really does know how to eat pussy!’ she thought.

He kept it up for a long time. Sarah didn’t watch any clocks, but he had to have been down there for at least five minutes.

Her first orgasm came then and her eyes fluttered with joy.

“Oh yes,” she hissed.

John didn’t answer her. He simply redoubled his efforts and made her cum two more times in succession. By the time she came down from her third orgasm, she was almost off in dreamland.

John kept eating her.

‘Not only is he good at it, but he enjoys doing it!’ she thought.

Her ass was soaked with her own juices. Her desktop was soaked with her juices. She knew she was going to have to have her skirt laundered. It too would be soaked with her juices.

She came again and that was when John stood up.

He thrust his cock into her and fucked her for less than a minute. Then he shoved against her hard and his semen boiled out of his balls and into her pussy.

And now here they were. He came inside her and didn’t care that she was pissed about it.

“I suppose you’re going to brag about this to the whole office,” she said bitterly.

“Why would I?” he said with a laugh, “Do you want me to?”

“No I don’t want you to!” she snapped.

“Then why would you bring it up?” he asked.

She scowled and turned away. She grabbed her car keys and stalked to the door.

“I hope you don’t tell anyone,” she said a little more softly.

He smirked and shook his head.

“You’re a very suspicious person,” he said.

Sarah harrumphed and left.

‘I’m sure I’m going to hear all about this on Monday,’ she thought as she made her way quickly to the car.