The Infamous Ellen James(61)

I'm a little dressed up for the occasion in my newest pair of heels, a pencil skirt, and a fitted, pink button-up blouse. My attire is a little on the sexy side because I planned to tease him, but seeing Trent sitting there looking sexy as sin has me thinking that this visit is going to turn into something hot. I've had a specific office fantasy with Trent in mind and decide that now is the perfect time to turn my dirty thoughts into reality.

I quietly shut the door and ensure the lock is secured. After tossing the bag with our sandwiches on the brown leather couch that lines the wall across from his desk, I seductively saunter in his direction. I walk around his desk and he slides his chair back to make room for me. Trent gestures for me to sit on his lap while he finishes up his conference call, but I decide that I will start my seduction of him in hopes that he will agree to play a starring role in my office fantasy. I stand between his thighs and proceed to slowly kneel down in front of him. He's watching my every move as he continues his current phone conversation about boring insurance premiums.

Sliding my hands up his thighs, I stroke him lightly through his black dress slacks. He's already hard, indicating he is well aware of my intent. I unzip his slacks and pull his cock out from his grey boxer briefs. His erection has my mouth watering as I use my hand to caress him in smooth, soft motions. Trent's breath hitches as he starts giving curt, short responses to the other party on the phone.

I lean forward and begin to use my mouth on him. I run my tongue up his shaft and around the tip as I grasp his sac with my right hand. Making eye contact with his hooded stare, I suck him to the back of my throat and find a rhythm that he seems to be enjoying.

He is still on the phone…

This is only making me hotter, more turned on by the idea that we're doing something forbidden, something that's completely spontaneous.

He clears his throat and gives a breathless yes into the phone. I'm assuming he is answering a question, but maybe he's just too turned on by my performance. I reach up and place my index finger in his mouth. He sucks on my finger then releases, providing delicious lubrication for my already aching core. As I continue to do unspeakable things to him with my tongue, I slide my skirt up to my waist and push my white silk panties to the side so I can begin to relieve the deep throb between my legs.

"Y-Yes. No, it's f-fine." Trent is still attempting to sound professional and serious while I continue to blow his mind. "Of course. N-No need to worry. We'll fix...it." He's starting find it difficult to maintain his current phone conversation while I'm on my knees with him in my mouth. "Let's resume this discussion tomorrow. Something has uh...has, uh, come up." His inability to stay focused has my lips quirking up into a smirk.

Trent clumsily hangs up the phone, quickly ending his conference call. A loud moan escapes his throat as he places both of his hands in my hair. He begins to thrust up into my mouth as I continue to take him deep.

"Fuck. Fuck. Fuuuuuuuuuuck."

I look up at him with desire flooding my eyes, heat filling my veins as I watch him get pleasure from me. "Do you like this?"

"Yessss. I love this." He lets out a pleasurable groan that causes me to feel a deep, delicious clench, and I begin to slide two fingers in and out of my pussy.

He allows me to continue for another few minutes before he grasps my hips and pulls me up so that I'm straddling his lap. He crushes his lips to mine and kisses me with deep, hard thrusts of his tongue. His yearning for me is evident, and I being to grind my wetness along his hard shaft. Using his right hand, he slides my panties back to the side and quickly pushes himself inside of me.

Fast and deep.

"Oh yes, Trent. God, yes," I moan breathlessly into his mouth.

"Elle, you feel so good. So. Fucking. Good. There's nothing better than this."

I begin to increase my pace as I ride him in desperation…in need of reaching orgasm. His office chair begins to squeak and roll around on the hardwood office floor as we continue to fuck each other senseless. Trent grasps my hips and quickly stands up, placing my bare ass on the smooth wood surface of his office desk. I wrap my legs around his waist and grab his taut, toned ass while he pushes inside of me, plunging hard and deep.

Oh, fuck… fuckity fuck.

My orgasm is imminent, euphoric tingles racing up my spine. My entire body flushing with insane pleasure, causing several loud moans to escape from my lips.

"I'm so close. Keep going, Trent. Right there," I say a little too loudly for an office setting.

He kisses me deeply again in attempts to keep the office staff from hearing us. Trent bites my bottom lip, tugging back roughly as I begin to clench down around him in rhythmic waves.