Handjob story: My wife gives a handjob

Things had been going well at work, but my boss didn’t seem pleased with my performance overall, despite me trying my best. All of a sudden, as if detecting my hesitations, I hear Tony call for me.

“Kristal, come into my office please.”

My heart immediately began racing, wondering what may have happened to finally make him take action. Fearing for my job, I shakily stand from my desk, heading towards his office whilst scrambling to find what I should say. Though he wasn’t keen on hearing my side, waving his hand to keep me quiet, he spoke to me.

“Tell me, Kristal… Why do you think I hired you?”

With those words said, I shiver with an odd excitement. I knew my interview wasn’t the best, but I have the experience to actually succeed here, but there was an underlying tone I couldn’t shake. The way he spoke to me was almost… erotic… There’s no denying that Tony is an attractive man, but with the way he’s acting, it’s somewhat sinister! Before being given a chance to think any further, he stands from his chair and I feel his hand move down behind me, squeezing at my ass gently. After some idle groping, my skirt was lifted and my bare crotch was pressed against Tony’s, all sense of control in my mind had melted away by this point, as the pent-up arousal I had from working under such a man came to the surface.

Tony took a moment to take in the feeling of my pussy grinding against his dick beneath his trousers, not expecting me to have come to work without wearing panties. Then he thinks, have I been naked beneath that skirt each time he had been staring? There wasn’t any more time to think about anything but his hands running across my thighs, his heavy breathing in my ear, and the growing bulge pressing against my crotch.

“It was to keep you for myself!”

That sentence elicited a deep throbbing across my entire body, no space to think about anything but the obvious, he wanted me, and in this situation, there’s little more I can do but give myself up. It’s not reluctant, more like a fantasy come true, as I had dreamt about being swept away by a rich man like this for so long, but had pushed those thoughts back in my mind to not obstruct my old life, but to hell with that now!

Knowing deep down what he had been staring at all this time, I struggled in his grip, but finally broke free for long enough to turn around, pressing my ass against his crotch before being pulled back into his grasp. Now in the perfect position, I giggled to myself as Tony pulled out his thick, veiny cock, letting it slap against my bare pussy. I couldn’t help it, without even thinking, I reached between my legs and started stroking his cock.

The feeling must have been incredible, being jerked off by his ‘secretary’ as he felt the heat of arousal growing from my pussy. Both of our arousal came together, the throbbing sensation from his cock causing me to quiver more by the second, squirming in his grasp whilst he enjoyed the feeling of me crumbling in his arms. Clearly enjoying the sense of superiority, Tony digs it even deeper, whispering into my ear.

“Don’t stop for a second…”

I wouldn’t have done it if I could, my body overtaken by a haze of pleasure across my mind. I desperately pumped his thick cock in my hand, stroking it whilst grinding my pussy along his shaft as much as I could. Before long, he was slick with my own arousal, gentle moans escaping my lips as Tony held onto me tightly.

Tony soon got lost in the feeling of his fantasies coming to fruition, unable to hold back as his dick spasms between my fingers. I could tell he was reaching his limit, but only increased my pace, desperate to see his cock finally twitching in my hand, wanting to see his cum rocket from his tip. His grip tightened around my body and he began breathing heavily into my ear, finally tensing up as his cum shot out from between my thighs, shooting across his floor as if to emphasize how pent-up he had been. The two of us watched as his load covered the floor, I was practically dripping onto his dick at this point.

He didn’t seem finished with me, his grip not loosening, I took the only action I could, and continued stroking him. Minutes go by, his moans sending my mind reeling in ecstasy, a rhythm I couldn’t deny myself from falling into, I found myself mindless grinding across his shaft more and more, my own moans breaking from my lips to join his.

“F-fuck, I’m gonna cum~!!”

I couldn’t hold back my pleasures any longer, with Tony twitching between my thighs, I felt my body cave, my orgasm crashing across my mind without mercy. It felt as if the world melted around me, shocks of pure bliss eliciting whorish moans to escape my lips, only intensified when Tony fell to his own desires. In the midst of my orgasm, Tony joins me, his cock spraying his cum across the floor, smearing across my fingers as I struggle to recover.

To Tony’s surprise, as his orgasm died down and he let go of me, I turned on the spot and wrapped my arms around his shoulders, pulling myself in for a deep kiss as he continued teasing my body. This confirmed any doubts in his head as to how badly I wanted this as well, and he walked to his desk, me in his arms, and placed me across it. Looking down at me, he couldn’t help but get excited, he could see how wet I had gotten and wanted to feel him inside of me.

Without delaying any more, Tony took his cock and slapped it against my naked pussy, listening to my squeal from the sudden heat of it. The both of us look at one another for a moment, realizing what’s about to happen between us, we smile before pulling one another into an intense kiss again.

Tony wastes no more time, practically shoving me down onto his desk before pushing his hips forward and spreading my pussy around his cock, enjoying the whimpering next to his ear as he kisses my neck. I hadn’t taken something this big before, and spasmed slightly from the overstimulation, my eyes rolling into my head as I adjusted to the intense pleasure of being taken by an older man like this.

His rough, experienced hands relentlessly teased my body, eliciting squeals as he massaged my tits and moans as his tongue explored my mouth. All the while, I was brought closer to the edge of orgasm through his constant grinding into my wet pussy, dripping onto his desk without a care as he continued on. Before I had a chance to fully adjust to his shaft, I felt my orgasm building, forced to the edge of pleasure as I tried to speak up to him, only to be silenced by his tongue down my throat. Without warning, I came hard around Tony’s cock, milking him with my spasms, my pussy squeezing around him intensely as he continued thrusting through my forced pleasure.

As my twitching died down, he pulled back his kiss to look at my well-fucked face, eyes vacant with a blank stare of pleasure, I hadn’t had the chance to cum properly in some time. Nevertheless, Tony wasn’t done with me yet, still hard and wanting to see my spasm more, he continued his thrusts. I couldn’t hold myself together, and over the next few minutes, was completely lost to the overwhelming pleasure being wracked across my body, orgasm after orgasm took hold over me. Without any strength to hold them back, I eagerly came beneath Tony and his experienced movements, clinging to him tightly through every screaming orgasm I felt, unable to stop my body from trembling as he continued.

As I was lost in a sea of pleasure, Tony was soon to join me, riding through my spasms had brought him close, and his pace quickened until he was roughly pounding into my pussy, despite my trembling. The feeling of struggling to breathe was intense, still in control, but somehow teased even more by me. Suddenly he slammed into me, his cock twitching deep inside of my hole as a torrent of cum filled me up, once again I cried out in a lustful moan as my sweat-soaked body spasmed beneath him. Tony’s orgasm was just as intense, his moans filling the room as he continued to desperately thrust inside of me. After a few moments, I went limp and Tony collapsed on top of me. The two of us simply held one another, trying to recover before doing anything more, the experience having drained the both of us.

“I’ll.. see you tomorrow… go to bed.”

Tony speaks down to me in a breathless tone, hinting at this not being a one-time thing, and more of my constant duties to perform. The thought leaves me with a bit of a smile as I clean myself up and prepare to head to my room after being dismissed by Tony.