I am running late for a client meeting. A very, very important client meeting this could make or break my small design firm. From what I had heard Edward Kline was a stickler for punctually, and did not like dealings with women. It was said that he was really tough and could make a grown man cry with his criticisms. Now straight out the gate I had two strikes against me. Practically running, the hem of my long skirt swishing around my black riding boots I rush into the shiny chrome and glass conference room, apologizing, I set up for my presentation. I can feel his deep blue almost black eyes on me as I fumble with the set-up of the projector.

He does not say a word just sits with his chin resting on his entwined fingers until I am done. I turn and face him. Unfolding his longs legs he stands at over 6 feet tall he towers over me “Ms. Lane …...Tardiness is not tolerated. I am afraid we can't proceed until the situation is dealt with.” I stand rooted to the spot, frozen in a mixture of fear and awe at what is probably the most handsome man I have ever seen.

Taking off is black suit jacket he drapes it over the back of a chair and walks behind me placing a hand on the middle of my back, forces me face down so that I am bent over the table. I squeal with indignation. “Mr. Kline!” I struggle to get up, but he holds me down with one hand and flips up my skirt with the other baring my thong clad ass. Goose bumps rise on my suddenly visible flesh. My mind racing son of a bitch, I can’t believe this is happening. How can this be happening? I think to myself. Who does he think he is? He can’t treat me this way.

Before I know it he delivers three quick smacks to my exposed rear end leaving my cheeks a rosy red. I can feel my pussy start to get wet as he brings his hand down for a fourth blow. I am humiliated and turned on at the same time. Just when I think he is going to stop his palm makes contact with my ass again. Only this time he begins to slowly massage my heated flesh before pulling aside the thin scrap of lace dividing my cheeks to slide one finger into my hot wet slit and then another. My juices drip down my inner thighs. How can I be this wet? I am a grown ass woman who has just been spanked like a child for being late and I am almost swooning at his touch. Soon he is fucking me with three fingers.

I hear the sound of a belt buckle being release followed by the sound of a zipper and feel the hair on his well-muscled thighs tickle mine and suddenly his fingers are replaced by his rock hard cock. He slowly slides inside me until he is balls deep. “OOOoooo!” I moan loudly when he grasps my hips and begins ramming me with his hard thick cock. Before long I feel that familiar tension begin to build. Harder and faster he fucks me until I cum so hard I swear I see stars.

My hands flat on the table breathing heavily I make little whimpering sounds. He tells me to turn around. Pushing up off the table I turn and stand on weak legs in front of him. My face on fire I try to meet his gaze, but he places his hand on my shoulder and presses me down until I am kneeling in front of his still hard cock, wet with my juices. A hand on the back of my head urges me forward he tells me to finish him. Haltingly I take him in my mouth all the way down to the base. This is not an easy task, he is quite large. Fondling his bare sac with one hand I proceed to work his dick with my tongue sucking the head while I stroke it with my other. I move my hands around to his ass and squeeze as I take him deep into my throat. My hands on his ass encourage him to fuck my mouth. I massage his length with my tongue as he moves his hips back and forth slowly at first then he picks up the pace holding my head in place he fucks my mouth. I let out a little moan the vibration is his undoing he groans and asks me where I want it. He wants me to tell him where to shoot his load. In answer I grab his hips and take him deep. I am rewarded with a mouth full of hot sticky cum. I swallow jet after jet. Finally meeting his stare we lock eyes as I drain his cock swallowing every drop. I pull back and let his now flaccid member fall from my lips. Our eyes still locked he helps me stand. I lick my lips making sure I did not miss any of his cum. We adjust our clothing and as soon as he is done zipping up his pants there is a tap on the door. His secretary peaks his head around the door and tells him his 11 o’clock is in the waiting room. He tells him to show them to his office and turns to me and says, “I am sorry we cannot continue with the presentation at this time due to your tardiness. Please reschedule with my assistant.” And he walks out the door.