by Writing Shark
Alice is an excellent secretary
Towards the evening there is a knock on your door and one of your colleagues comes into your office.
“Do you know the latest news yet?” he asks you while you remain sitting at your desk and he sits casually on a chair opposite you. “I have good news and bad news.” You try to concentrate on your friend.
“Svenson from the seventh floor is retiring.”
“Really?” you ask and raise an eyebrow. “Svenson,” you think. It’s hard to think at the moment. “Northeast Europe?” Your colleague nods.
“It was announced when you were in Japan. Good deal by the way. Carter can’t stop raving about it.” Carter is your boss but judging by the look that Bill, your colleague, is giving you, he might not be for much longer. “The way the Russians are behaving at the moment, all want our products – Poland, Latvia, Lithuania, Estonia and now Sweden and Finland too.” You smile thinly at the thought.
“Sweden is supposed to be very beautiful in the summer,” you say.
“Am I disturbing you?” Bill wants to know when he sees how bound you seem, but you shake your head.
“It was a long day,” you say and clench your hand into a fist. “I could use a vacation.”
“In Japan?” You are not the only one who has had good experiences with Japanese girls in need of money.
“In Sweden,” you grin. The girls there aren’t as dependent, but money is money and Northeast Europe is definitely a step up the ladder. Bill grins at you in a friendly way.
“But be sure to take your secretary with you,” he says good-naturedly. “Some had doubts when you said your daughter wanted to follow in your footsteps.” He struggles a little with himself but knows that you value honesty. “She’s young and untrained.” But you value loyalty more. “But damn it, James. She’s only been here a day and she’s doing her job really well.”
“I appreciate that, Bill. Alice knows her place,” you say and lean back in your chair. Your secretary and daughter is kneeling under the table, her legs pressed together and her back bent, her loving lips on your stiff cock. Quietly and professionally, she sucks your spear with the dedication and skill of a good employee while trying not to make a sound and at the same time sucking the brains out of your cock. With hollow lips and dancing tongue, she massages you and looks up at you with her big, faithful eyes while you talk to Bill. She’s been doing this for almost an hour, giving your cock a warm, welcoming home at the end of the day while she squeezes her small body under the table. At Bill’s words, she tries a little harder and works your cock eagerly like the teasing slut the can be if wanted.
“There’s the bad news.” Bill moans and so do you, but you both do it for different reasons. “Before Svenson left, he made one final decision.”
“That…” You try to breathe more calmly and Alice slows down her blowjob. “That doesn’t affect us.”
“It starts on the seventh floor and will trickle down to us like shit,” Bill snorts angrily. “Or you get promoted and then you’re in his realm with the dirt he leaves behind.” He looks at you almost pityingly, as he’s used to working in a department that you don’t manage, but that you control. Your boss knows that too. “Svenson hired a woman.” You groan with effort and hold your hands in front of your face so that Bill doesn’t see what your own daughter is doing to you.
“Fuck,” you groan. “Fucking shit.”
“Yes. Fucking shit,” nods Bill. “That’s it for productivity in the department. She must have connections or some shit like that. Or she used to work for our rivals. I don’t know. Fresh wind, Svenson said. Female perspective. Fuck.”
“That’s all well and good, but who’s going to pay for the bloated HR because the cunt feels offended by a simple ass grab or catcall?” You and Bill nod in agreement and sit for a minute. “I’ll take care of it, Bill,” you say.
“I would appreciate that, James. But maybe this is something that even you can’t fix.” And he’s right. Female influences are important to society, you’re the first to confirm this, thinking about the female influences in your family. But there they are controlled and safe from themselves, women, the biggest threat to other women. An HR department in your firm and everything goes to hell.
“We’ll see, Bill,” you say as your cock slides past Alice’s tonsils. Your daughter doesn’t even cough as she uses her throat as your personal flashlight. “See you tomorrow.” Bill waves goodbye and then you’re with your secretary.
“Is everything okay, Daddy?” Alice asks under the table as you stroke her head.
“Nothing to worry about, Honey,” you reassure her.
“And you shouldn’t worry either,” says your daughter and kisses the wet tip of your cock. “Better ask yourself where you want to deposit your cum.” She grins. “My mouth? My face?” She stands up and pulls up her skirt and her panties to the side. “Or do you want to come in your secretary’s tight, willing pussy?”
“Decisions decisions” you murmur and muster your half-naked daughter. “Give me your sweet little ass honey.”
“My tight little ass, Daddy?” Alice asks and immediately turns around. Her skirt is pushed up over her firm ass as she willingly presents herself to you. “Do you want to fuck my little ass?” She looks at you mischievously as she spreads her ass cheeks for you and shows you her tightest opening. “Do you want to hurt me, Daddy?” Her hand lands loudly on her ass cheek, only to immediately widen it again. “I’m your secretary. You can do anything you want with me.” Then she leans seductively over the table. “Let’s steam with me, Daddy,” she coos seductively. “You are so important to this company. Come on. Fuck your naughty little secretary’s brains out.”
“No, you come here,” you command, leaning back in your chair and slapping your thighs. “Daddy is exhausted. Take care of your boss.”
“Yes, Sir,” Alice giggles. “Anything for my boss.” Cleverly – she’s done it so many times before – she climbs onto your lap, spreads her legs on your thighs and lowers herself onto your cock. “Ohfuckingshit” she breathes as your cock slowly drills into her. “Your size always takes my breath away, Sir. Now please fuck me in my ass, Sir. Let me ride you and destroy my asshole. Fuck.” She pants with effort as her buttocks sink onto your lap, then she lifts herself off you and pumps your cock into her tight ass again and again. “Destroy me Daddy” she pants. “Make sure I shit out your cum and can’t sit down for a week. Fuck!”
This is how your 20 year-old daughter’s first day at work at your company ends. A hard anal fuck and a big load of cum in her intestines. Then she accompanies you on wobbly legs to your car.
“You should do it, Daddy,” says your secretary as you buckle her in, smiling deamingly at you. “Take what’s yours. The seventh floor, a second secretary. Everything is yours, Daddy. The people here know it.” You kiss the girl on the forehead, who is actually more exhausted from the hard fuck than you are.
“Let that be my concern, Honey,” you say and stroke her hair. She looks at you lovingly with tired eyes. “We’re both working together now. The world is ours.”
“Yes, Daddy.”
Writing Shark 