New York Afternoon Affair: A Boss's Forbidden Lust for His Secretary I'm in the New York office for business meetings, after the morning meetings I informed my secretary having her block my afternoon off. I returned to my apt. that I was sub - leasing to Betty. I had called in several favors from business associates to get her hired for an early morning news show. I had woke up this morning with a raging hard on dreaming about Betty. How her tits feel, and how they taste. I climaxed with imagined images of her dancing in my brain - on her knees, her delicate fingers caressing my shaft, her lips tentatively kissing the tip of my hard cock, and her swallowing my cock whole, milking my cum. About two in the afternoon, those sort of thoughts were once again dancing through my brain as I laid on the couch, music playing, the book falling open on my belly. My last conscious thought was the recognition that my cock was getting hard. " Not bad," I mumbled as I dozed off. The next thing I sensed soft delicate hands slidding under my white t-shirt, then my shorts and sweatpants sliding down, my hips reacting by rising just enough to facilitate the movement, my thick hard cock lolling on my thigh. I returned her playful advances -- sliding my hands under her silk blouse to cup her bare breasts underneath. We were both anticipating some fun as the afternoon wound down. …the next moment changed everything
