M's about 6'2, broad shouldered, shaved head with a goatee. He played a little college football before a knee injury and he (FORTUNATELY) did not let it keep him staying in shape. He has that dangerous look about him. I've never asked him much about his past, but I've heard him talking to other attorneys and he speaks very (this will sound bad) White, but I've heard him speak to some other guys and he reminded me of this kid from ghetto who had gotten mixed up in a gang that we represented in a truancy pro bono case. Anyways, M's got tattoos up and down his arm.
I would interact with M very infrequently, but damn I'd love to watch him go by. And when I did talk to him, he had this way of looking at me that made get flustered. All I could think about if I was talking to him for more than a minute was what his cock must taste like. Very, very distracting to be around him. My secretary used to give me grief about how I'd act around him.
So when I knew I was going to jump firms, I decided that I couldn't leave without seeing if maybe he might want to fuck me. I picked a Thursday afternoon and asked him to help take some files I was going to be leaving and materials I had to transfer back to the firm. I told them I wouldn't be ready until 5:30 but that I'd authorize overtime if he needed it.
I was wearing my typical work outfit when he got there, just with a few buttons undone and the skirt hiked up a bit. A little flirting later, and I had the door closed and was on my knees sucking his cock which was everything I'd hoped it would be. The more I sucked his cock, the more rough his talk became. Eventually he had me over the desk, fucking me hard bareback telling me what a naughty bitch I was for convincing him to cheat on his fiancee. When he was done, he zipped up and left me bent over my desk, his cum leaking out of me. I'm still surprised no one came by and found me like that because it seemed like forever before I could do anything but shiver.
The following day, he avoided me like the plague. Like, sent out his idiot assistant every time I needed something. So I tracked him down at the end of the day in the records room. He closed the door and told me what happened was wrong and that it could never happen again. That he was engaged and it was a mistake.
All of which made me want him even more. So I pressed up against him and told him in my best little girl voice how bad I wanted him to be in me again. That I wanted him to do things to me that his fiancee wouldn't do. That I didn't want to wreck his his relationship, that I wanted to be his little cumdump. He kept telling me no, but I could feel his cock getting hard in his slacks. He didn't fight too much when I started to rub his cock through his pants. He told me it was wrong as I unzipped him and slipped to my knees.
What I did next, I feel a little bad about. But i had my reason for doing it. I wanted him to really, really fuck me hard. I didn't just want to worship his cock (though that was nice to do and I love sucking cock like his). But I didn't want him to just give in and let me ride him or something like that. I wanted him to fuck me.
So after a minute or two of sucking his cock, with him still protesting weakly, I stopped and stood up. I told him if he wanted more, he knew where to find me. And walked out of the room with his cock still standing at attention.
I was hoping he would grab me before I hit the door. I was hoping he'd grab me before I got to the elevator. I was kicking myself when I got up to my floor and he hadn't come after me. A half hour later, I felt like complete shit. I packed up my stuff and went to leave. I was standing a the elevator alone, since no one was left on my floor by that point, when the elevator opened up and there was M. He stepped out, and before I could do or say anything he said in my ear "Gonna play like a bitch, them Imma a treatin yo ass like a bitch."
I fucking melted. I'm not sure how honestly. Its kind of a blur. But we ended up in the managing partner's office. Which is not that far from the elevator banks. And M fucked my brains out hard and rough twice that night. First he took my ass. He took it with almost no warning or prep. It hurt but it seriously put me in my place with him M. There was no question who was calling the shots anymore. I was the fuckbitch and he was going to get what he wanted. When he was done with my ass, he was sitting in the desk chair, i was on my knees on the floor. He had me start to suck him, getting him hard again when his cellphone rang. As I was sucking his cock, he talked on the phone with his fiance. He told her he was going to be late because "a stupid bitch lawyer" was making him work late because "she was too stupid to work the document system". Once he was hard and off the phone, he bent me over the desk and yanked my hair while he fucked my sloppy wet cunt.
When he was done the second time, he left me bent over the desk again, pulled up his pants, and left. I made sure to leak a lil bit out on my boss' desk. Just felt right to do that.
As far as I know, he is still got married in the summer. I haven't seen him since then alone.
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