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CHAPTER TWO

Kate smiled wickedly as she hung up the phone. She had heard everything. Like a hungry cat, she licked her lips. "I'll bet Ryan is as horny as his wife." She stifled a giggle.

Quickly, she fixed her make-up, sprayed herself again in perfume, then opened the top three buttons of her blouse. A generous amount of creamy tit flesh peeked out.

"Whewwww," she sighed aloud nervously. She eased back her chair. With her heart pounding in her throat, she rapped quietly on Ryan's office door, then stepped inside.

Ryan looked up, smiled wearily at his sexy young secretary. For a moment, he was puzzled.

"You wanted to dictate some letters," Kate purred.

Slowly, her hips moving sensuously, she strode across the office and sat down. She crossed her legs, letting her skirt flow easily up her leg, baring her creamy white thighs.

Ryan couldn't help but stare. His gray eyes, filled with anger over Tiffany's tantrum, softened as he leered at Kate's knees and luscious thighs. His eyes drifted, widened. He saw how open her blouse was. He saw that she knew her was staring, and he cleared his throat.

"Sorry, Kate."

"I don't mind at all, Mr. Wells," she sighed breathlessly, her pale-blue eyes glazed with lust. "I enjoy you looking at me. It makes me feel like a woman."

"You're a woman all right," he said, a sheepish grin on his face. He couldn't keep his eyes off the billowing flesh of her tits, exposed by her partially open blouse. He gulped again, feeling like a schoolboy.

Kate squirmed in her chair. The way he was looking at her made her crotch all wet and her insides mushy. "I'm ready," she purred. The invitation was in her voice.

Ryan looked into her beautiful face. Her smile told him she wasn't talking about dictation. He realized she was making a pass. He cleared his throat and tried to ignore her aggressive behavior. His own passion, suppressed because of his desire to succeed in his new business, was getting the better of him, distorting his perspective. He skimmed through the papers on his desk, his nostrils picking up the scent of her erotic perfume.

Kate noticed his discomfort. It added to her desire to fuck her boss. "Is anything the matter?"

"No," he said. His eyes fell to her knees and lush thighs. For the moment, he forgot about dictating. His cock ached. He brought his gaze to her face, lingered briefly on the swell of her beautiful tits.

Dazzling blue eyes melted as she stared into his handsome face. "Are you ready to dictate?"

Ryan ignored her question. "Do you have a boyfriend, Kate?"

"I did until I came to work for you three months ago," she said, her voice light, breathless. "I guess being in the business world made him seem immature. He only goes to college." She flicked her tongue over her sensuous lips, making them glisten.

A tremor shot through his groin. The way she was smiling, the glow in her eyes and the scent of her perfume were all having an effect on him. He pushed the horny thoughts from his mind. He was married to a beautiful woman he loved very much. He stood, walking around, avoiding the fabulous view of her body as she sat in the chair.

He walked around, tried to gather his thoughts. There were letters that needed dictating. He couldn't think. The overpowering sexuality of the young woman was driving him crazy.

Kate felt his eyes on her. It won't be long, she thought. She sensed him behind her. She leaned back, bumping her head into the hard bulge of his crotch.

"Oooo," she giggled. "I didn't know you were so close."

Ryan's gut turned to cement. He stepped back. "Maybe you should go back to your desk," he said, slumping behind his own desk. "I can't think right now."

"I hope you're not ill," she said, knowing what was troubling her overworked boss. Without asking for his permission, she stood, smoothed down her skirt, then stepped behind his executive chair. "Maybe this will help." She brought her hands to his neck and began to massage him.

Ryan opened his mouth to protest, but the words never came out. Her hands felt wonderful on his neck, and he slipped easily into a euphoric state. "Mmnnnm," he sighed. "Very relaxing."

Kate's heart was racing. The inside of her pussy pulsed, seeped, greasing her overheated fuckhole for what she hoped would be a good fuck. "You work so hard," she mewled.

"My wife says the same thing." He closed his eyes, reveling in the attention of his young secretary.

Kate continued in her quest to seduce Ryan Wells. She eased her hands inside his jacket, loosened his tie. She sensed he was about to protest. "Shhhhh."

Ryan just sighed, remaining quiet.

She placed a finger on his lips. Deftly, she undid the buttons down his shirt and slipped her hands in, caressing his bare skin. "Relax," she said. "Close your eyes and relax."

Ryan tried, but her hands only fanned the flames of passion he had refused to recognize these last three months. His prick stiffened inside his pants. His gut churned and his balls swelled with hot bubbling cum.

Kate tightly scratched her nails over his broad chest, over his nipples and up his neck. She caressed his face, her eyes closed, her heart thumping, her pussy oozing a frothy cream.

"My boyfriend said I have great hands," she cooed. "I used to massage him all the time. All over. He said it was fantastic."

An image of Kate naked, working her hands over her ex-boyfriend's body flashed through his mind. It took all of his willpower to keep from grabbing the eighteen-year-old blonde and pulling her down on his lap.

"You feel so strong," Kate sighed. She came from behind his chair. Her face was flushed, her eyes glowing with a lust he had never seen before. Panting, her tits rising and falling with her jagged breathing she skimmed her trembling hands over her own supple body.

Ryan stated, unable to speak.

"Do you mind if I take off my blouse? I work better when I don't have any clothes on." She saw on his face that his resistance was gone.

Ryan could only nod. His gray eyes, misty with desire, followed the quick sure moves of her fingers.

Kate slipped her blouse off, draped it over the chair. She dropped her skirt. It lay at her feet. "I'd better lock the door. We don't want any clients coming in while I'm relaxing you with a nice massage." She winked, turned and, swinging her ass, crossed the office to the door that led to her small office.

Ryan watched, captivated by her sexuality and her youthful boldness. It was a side of the girl he had never seen before. Always in the past, she had been quiet, almost shy. Hungrily, he had leered at her swinging panty-clad ass, long sexy legs. When she turned to come back, he watched her tits bouncing lightly in the white lace bra that tried to contain them.

"Now," she sighed, "we won't be interrupted." She winked. "We wouldn't want to give the wrong impression."

He grinned, entranced by her beauty. "You know I'm a married man and that I love my wife."

She gave him an impish grin. "Does that mean I can't give you a proper massage?"

Ryan just smiled. He reached for her hand. "If you think all you're going to do is massage me, you're in for one hell of a surprise."

She shivered as he held her hand. "I… don't know what you mean," she panted, feigning innocence.

Ryan dropped her hand, stood, pulled the yielding body of his hot-blooded secretary into his arms. "I think you do."

Kate melted against him and gasped. A hot smile played at the corners of her mouth. "My boyfriend said my mouth is even better than my hands." She swiped her tongue over her lips, kept them parted as she rubbed her sizzling hot body against his powerful frame.

For one long second, Ryan considered what he was doing. It didn't help. He had deprived himself of fucking for too long. His secretary was too sexy, too available, and she was in his arms. He could do nothing to stop what had started the moment she began to massage his neck.

Her mouth was an open invitation. Her blue eyes smoldered, tempting him, begging him to use her any way he wished. She rolled her hips, felt his boner press into the softness of her belly. "Ooooo, Ryan."

Ryan clamped his lips to hers, invaded her mouth, explored. His hands skimmed over her flared hips, the cheeks of her ass.

"Unnnn," he moaned as she sucked on his tongue. He brought his hands up, caressed her arms, shoulders. Grabbing a fistful of blonde hair, he crushed his mouth against hers. His balls felt as if they had been dipped into fire.

Kate gobbled greedily on his exploring tongue. The aroma of his aftershave, the strength of his body, his passionate eagerness all blended, driving her crazy.

Panting, she broke the kiss, eased out of his arms. "Let me take off your clothes."

Ryan stood silent, his eyes feasting on the blonde's lipstick-smeared mouth. He licked his lips, tasting the lipstick that had come off on his mouth. Like her perfume, it was intoxicating. He had been too long without sex.

Deft nimble fingers finished with the buttons of his shirt. She slipped off his jacket, his tie, then his shirt. She playfully scratched her nails down his chest, over his taut stomach.

Blue eyes sparkled with desire. She placed her hand on his cock-bulge and squeezed. "I can't wait until I see what this is." She reeled. A hot bolt of passion shot up her arm. "I can feel it throb right through your pants."

Ryan groaned, brought his large hands to her bra and squeezed. Hot milky tit meat billowed up. He squeezed again. Passion raged out of control in his balls. He latched his fingers into her bra and yanked. The snap broke. Creamy tit flesh bounced free. He sucked in his breath as he gazed at her oversized nipples swollen with lust.

"Ewwww, Ryan," she sighed. "You broke my bra." She stepped back, pulled it off, tossed it across the office. Hot blue eyes danced as she kneaded her own sizzling tit flesh. "Do you like my tits, Ryan?" She lifted her tits, using her hands as a shelf, offering them to her lust-crazed boss.

He groaned, his mouth drying up. Seeing his secretary offering him her body made him realize how much he had missed fucking. Like an animal, he grabbed her tits, mangling them in his hot greedy hands.

"Oooo, Ryan. You'll bruise them." She moaned, not really caring. "Oooo, I love it." She pressed her tits into his hands, her nipples hardening, swelling. "Nnnnnnn, Ryan… I'm creaming."

Ryan groaned. He released her tits. His chest heaved and his gray eyes burned with the lust that was churning in his balls. "Get your panties off."

"You do it," she panted. "Do it like you did my bra. Rip them off." She challenged him with her eyes. "Rip them off me, my handsome boss."

Growling like a bear, Ryan grabbed at her skimpy panties. He snarled and pulled. Her panties tore away in his hands. Blinking, in a dazed stupor, he leered at his naked secretary.

"Jesus Christ," he groaned. "You're gorgeous!"

Kate shivered in bliss. Having her panties torn from her body made her scream. "I'm all wet inside, Ryan. I've been wet for your cock since the day you hired me." She rocked on her feet, her long curvy lets accented by her high-heeled shoes.

"Baby," he moaned, his eyes drinking in the exquisite beauty of her naked body. He fixed his eyes on her pussy. Blonde silky hair covered her cunt mound. A lump clogged his throat. "Turn around."

Willingly, Kate obeyed. "I'm yours, Ryan, any time you want me." She presented him with a view of her gorgeous ass. "Any way you want me." She wiggled her hips, and the cheeks of her ass jiggled.

Ryan sucked in his breath as she turned around to face him again. Her words echoed in his brain. "You were saying something before about your mouth?"

Kate giggled. "I said my ex-boyfriend thinks my mouth is more exciting than my hands."

"So prove it."

"Mmmm, bow, you say the nicest things." She dropped to her knees, her glassy blue eyes level with his bulging crotch.

Eagerly, she opened his zipper, fished inside his pants. Hot greedy fingers found his cock, wrapped around the thick throbbing cockshaft and hauled his prick out for her to feast her eyes on. "Ooooo, Ryan. It's big. So nice and big!"

"Suck it, Kate," Ryan groaned. "Suck my cock!"

"Mmmmmm, I was just about to." She swooned. Hot throbbing beats pulsed against her palm. "Your cock's so hard." She squeezed, watched his pisser open. "Unnnn, and so delicious looking."

Enraged by his pent-up passion, Ryan reached down, grabbed her hair. Curling his fingers into her thick blonde hair, he jerked her head, lunged his hips. His cock fucked into her open mouth. He groaned as her teeth scraped against his cockshaft.

Kate gurgled on his prick as the bloated cockhead clogged the entrance to her throat. Her face turned red, and her eyes watered. Her mouth was stuffed with prickmeat, and Ryan was ready to fuck his cock into her throat. She used her teeth, clamping than into the hard throbbing thickness of his cockshaft.

Ryan roared like a wounded lion and released his grip. "Christ, you almost bit my fucker off!"

Kate coughed, then giggled. "You almost choked me to death." She was holding his cock, caressing it lovingly.

"Sorry, Kate. It's been so damn long."

"I understand," Kate purred sympathetically. "Relax. I'll take good care of you." She smoothed her hand over his wet throbbing boner. "Real good care of you." She worked his belt open, pushed down his pants and shorts. "Oooo!" Her blue eyes bulged as she stared hotly at his cock and heavy balls. "Ooo, you make me cream."

Ryan leaned against his desk, his cock jutting out hard and ready from his aching groin. "Chew me, Kate. Take care of your boss." He leered down at her naked body. Her massaging hands were making his balls sore.

"Suck me, Kate."

She looked up, blue eyes glowing like fiery sapphires. "Yes, boss. Whatever you want, whenever you want it." She winked up at him, then turned her attention to his long fat prick.

She opened her mouth, slipped her eager lips over his bloated cockhead and sucked. Using her tongue, she bathed his swollen cockhead in spit. With her hands holding the thick base of his prick, she eased the cock-knob deeper into her mouth.

"Unnnn," Ryan groaned. He fought the urge to rape her mouth. He balled his fists, every muscle in his body straining, taut, ready to explode. "All of it, Kate. Suck it all!"

His sexy blonde secretary heard big passionate groans and responded. She released his cock, used her hands on his hips. She felt the passion surge through his body, knew it was difficult for him not to plunder her throat. It excited her.

Ryan groaned. The heat of her mouth was inflaming his balls, swelling his cockshaft. "All of it, Kate," he growled. "Suck it!" It was impossible to stop what happened next. He lunged, fucking his cock into her face.

Kate had expected it and was glad it had happened. She took his cock easily into her throat. She had learned in high school how to suck cock without choking. She felt his cock hair against her lips. The pulsing throbs of his cockshaft filled her gullet and mouth. She brought her fingers down his hard-muscled thighs, clawing the firm flesh with her nails.

The stinging pain enraged him. He lunged into her face again and again, mashing her lips into his groin, slapping his balls into her chin. "Kate," he roared. "Christ!"

Kate absorbed the punishing fuck-jabs of his cock. She gurgled on his throat-stretching prick, loving every second of his wonderful unleashed lust.

She urged him to more demanding fuck-thrusts. Using her tongue, she whipped it over his cockshaft. She used her teeth, gnawing at his bloated prick as it fucked her throat. Her nails raked his thighs, his hips.

Self-denial drove Ryan to the limit. He ravaged her throat, his prick swelling, ready to explode. His balls churned, the cum bubbling and ready to gush out into Kate's hot sucking mouth.

"Kate! Kate! I'm there! Aghhhh!"

Kate knew it. She took one last lingering suck then released his prick. She fell back, panting, face bright, eyes blazing. "Not my mouth, Ryan. I've waited too long to fuck you to let you just cum in my mouth." She writhed on the floor, legs spread, glistening pussy exposed. "My pussy, Ryan. I need your cock in my pussy."

Dazed, his prick throbbing, ready to burst, Ryan stared down at his luscious secretary. Her tits were flopping as she rolled her hips. Her pussy was dripping, keeping the gaping red cunt gash glistening in a pool of juice. He saw her face, the unleashed passion. For a moment, he hesitated. Tiffany needed him too, and she was his wife. He forgot about Tiffany as Kate squealed her needs.

"Fuck me, Ryan. Fuck me! Fuck me!" She humped her ass off the floor, reached for him, eyes glittering, flesh flushed with lust. "Fuck me!"

Tiffany was obliterated from his mind. He dropped to the floor, his prick swinging like a piece of hot steel. He positioned himself over her wriggling body, his cock aimed at her pussy. "You ready for this?"

"Yesssss," she hissed through clenched teeth as she raked his broad shoulders and muscular arms with her nails. "Yessss!"

Growling like an enraged bear, Ryan lunged forward, fucking his prick into the soupy goo of his secretary's overheated pussy. Every thick throbbing inch of his prick was inside her twisting body.

Kate's soft yielding body cushioned the hard lunge of Ryan's body. Her cunt, wet and gooey, clamped tightly around his powerful cockshaft. Hot spongy cunt muscles pulsed wildly, bathing his prick in warm sudsy pussy cream. "Ooooo, Ryan. I love it!"

Ryan eased back, dragging his cock from her pussy. Juice coated his prick. He stopped, only the head of his hard cock inside Kate's pussy. He looked down into her young passion-crazed face. Her blue eyes were glazed, dilated, but staring back. "You're so tight, Kate. So Goddamn tight."

Kate gurgled. "I've only been used a few times." She rolled her hips. "I'm practically a virgin."

Ryan slammed his cock back into her pussy, mashing her wriggling ass into the carpet. "Hot too… and wet!" He twisted his hips, his cock acting like a corkscrew inside her thrashing pussy.

Kate's legs shot out straight, curled, her heels digging into the small of his back. She humped up, moaning and twisting as she fucked her cunt on his buried prick.

"Fuck me, Ryan. Fuck me!" She lunged up, smashing her body into his.

Ryan grunted, but didn't move. He eased back, leaving his cock half-buried in his lust-crazed secretary. "You do it, Kate. Fuck yourself on my cock." He jerked his hips, making her howl.

"Yeahhhh," she gasped, a lewd hungry look on her flushed, contorted face. She humped, squealed, thudded back into the carpet. Over and over, she repeated the sensuous sequence, treating Ryan and herself to a fantastic fuck.

Ryan didn't believe the passion in his normally quiet secretary. He leered into her face, gaped hungrily at her tits. His eyes drifted down, widened as he saw her lunge up and stuff herself with his cock. "You're a dynamite little bitch, Kate."

She raked his arms. "Yeah, boss. I know how to take care of all your needs." She slammed up, rotated her hips. Her clit grazed along his hairy groin, pulsing, swelling. "Oooooo, Ryan. You… you fuck me!" She dropped back, writhing in ecstasy as she waited for her boss to continue what she had started.

Ryan's self-control shattered. He fucked his cock into Kate's hot bubbling pussy. This time, he didn't stop. He fucked her hard, smashing her ass into the floor. His balls swelled, ready to erupt. His speed was fast, his stroking cock like a hot throbbing piece of steel. Long strokes, deep stabbing fuck-thrusts carried the screaming blonde into bliss.

"Faster, Ryan," she begged. "Make me cum. Make me cum!" She met his fuck-thrusts with mindless upward jerks. She took every inch of his cock deep, massaged his fucker with her cunt muscles. Her tits flopped, the nipples ready to pop. She pounded her heels into his jerking back.

"I need to cum, Ryan. Now!"

Ryan's face hardened into a mask of determined passion. His pounding fuck-jabs became more demanding. He shortened up on his strokes, increased his fucking speed and carried the screaming twisting blonde into her orgasm.

"I'm cumming, Ryan. Cumming! Ahhhh!"

Kate went insane. She bucked and twisted under Ryan's powerful body. Hot gushing cunt cum flowed from the pulsing walls of her pussy, flowed over Ryan's plowing prick, and oozed from her body. Fuck juice dribbled down the cheeks of her ass; over his swinging balls. A dark puddle formed on the rug.

Ryan drilled his cock into the stormy center of her cunt. He held back for as long as possible. The sight of his secretary climaxing on his prick was fabulous. His balls churned and his prick swelled inside Kate's heated pool of pussy cream. He was at the peak with nowhere to go but over.

"I'm cumming," he roared, his hips a blur as he rammed his jizz-squirting cock into her pussy. "I'm cumming!"

"Yes, Ryan," she shrieked as her pussy gulped hungrily on his prick. "You're creaming me. I feel it. Ahhhhh, Ryan!"

Ryan pounded down. Kate lunged up. Hot squishing noises blended with Ryan's deep roaring howls and Kate's high-pitched squeals. Their climaxing bodies slapped wetly into each other. Cum, a thick gooey mixture of both their orgasms, flowed from her body, making the dark stain on the rug larger. Ryan grunted. Kate gasped.

Ryan lunged forward, smashing his secretary into the carpet. He ground his hips, his cock twisting inside her climaxing fuck-hole. "More," he groaned, shooting hot wads of thick jizz into her pussy. "Take it all!" Neck muscles straining, he twisted his neck, his face contorted in lust.

"Ooooo, Ryan! Yes… gimme… gimme your jizz!"

Kate was out of her head. Her hips bucked, her upper body jerked, causing her tits to flop. Her head snapped back and forth, making her blonde hair splash over her crimson face. She grabbed him, pulled herself up against him and creamed again. Her head hung back, her eyes rolling.

Ryan's elbows gave out. He crushed her, mashing her tits into his chest. His hands gouged down her twisting body, found her hips, skimmed under, grabbed her ass. He squeezed, holding tightly as he pounded her cunt mindlessly.

Kate writhed under his slamming body. She found his neck, chewed, her screaming voice now muffled. Her legs released him, stiffened. Her arms released him, dropped back with a thud. She was finished, drained. Her body limp, she absorbed the final thrusting stabs of Ryan's fucking cock.

Ryan growled, his pumping hips slowly stopping. "Jesus," he mumbled, rolling off his secretary's limp sweaty body. "I almost forgot how great fucking could be."

Kate teased him and scrambled away. She gathered up her clothes. She was excited, out of her head. She had finally got her boss fuck her, and she couldn't wait until she to her girlfriend Suzy.

"I'd better get dressed, Mr. Wells," she said, reverting quickly back a business posture. "There might be a client waiting out there."

Ryan pulled up his pants, watched Kate dress. It had been a memorable morning. He winced, thinking of Tiffany.

Kate was at the door. She glanced back and winked as Ryan settled himself behind his desk. "Remember, boss. I'm always available – and as close as the outer office." She blew him a kiss and left, quietly closing the door behind her.

Ryan groaned. Temptation, he didn't need. He looked at the intercom, knew that the next time he got horny he would call Kate. Fucking his secretary, he reasoned, didn't interfere with business. "In fact," he said aloud as a grin spread over his face, "it takes away the tension." The intercom buzzed. "Well, back to work."