Caught Out!

"What the hell happened to Elton John?" I thought to myself as I pulled into the car park. I had his 1972 classic Honky Chateau blasting to track 4, the hard rocking Black Eyed Susi, which for obvious reasons brought a smile to my face.

‘I got a French front on my buggy
I got a frisky little colt in a hurry
And my pretty little black-eyed Susi by my side

Well she sure knows how to use me
Pretty little black-eyed Susi
Playing hooky with my heart all the time’

I mean blimey, he used to play rock and roll, even his old ballads and love songs were at least haunting and enigmatic, and now all he does is this Kum By Ya shit for Disney movies. 

It was 06:45 early to be at work, but it was Monday and I like to get Mr Hamilton’s work schedules ready and waiting for his arrival. I had been employed as his secretary for only a month, but I was smitten from the very first day I laid eyes on him. 

Sitting opposite him during the interview, I had slowly become aware of his scrutiny, his eyes shrewdly appraising my body. When the interview concluded, he stood up and shook my hand, insisting that I call him Mike. 

I felt a shiver run right through the core of my soul and from that moment I was lost.

I always like getting into work early. It is empty, quiet and in general a nice calm atmosphere from which to start the day. I could smell coffee coming from the staff restaurant, but by now I had learned to resist its call. It smelled intoxicating, but I knew this cheap stuff would taste revolting. 

Checking my mailbox I passed Mike’s office, which I was surprised to see was open, the lights were on too, but he was nowhere to be seen, he was never in this early and I guessed it must have been left that way by an unenthusiastic cleaner. 

I went into my own office, switching on the lights and began preparing the work schedules, but I couldn’t settle into it. I felt restless and unable to concentrate, barely able to sit still. I knew this feeling would last all day, if I didn’t do something about it. There is only one way to settle this I decided and opening a drawer in my desk, I slid out a long smooth vibrator.

I hiked my skirt up around my thighs and placed my feet on the edge of the desk. Switching the vibrator on high, I started rubbing it against my very aroused clit, through my panties. I unbuttoned my blouse, unhooked my bra and slowly smeared lube, which I also kept in that drawer, over my nipples. I began pinching and rubbing my erect, sensitive nipples, the vibrator was doing it’s work well and I could feel the orgasm already building. 

I have no idea what made me open my eyes at that moment, only to see the door swinging open and Mike standing there frozen, looking at me in total amazement. I opened my eyes wide in horror, and I started to open my mouth, but had no idea what to say. We both stared at each other, my hard, lube covered nipples pink from being rubbed, the smell of cherry lube mixing with my wetness and filling the room, and although I had stopped circling the vibrator, I was still unconsciously holding it against my clit.

"I...so early...didn't think..." I started to stammer.

Finally the spell broke and he realized he had better close the door, but rather than stepping out he stepped in and closed the door behind him. Despite his shock his cock had instantaneously grown hard, and was now jutting out from his slacks. Although I had stopped rubbing my nipples, I was sitting in the same position and the vibrator was still buzzing against me. We stared at each other for a second. His eyes were fixed on my soaking wet panties and I was staring at the huge bulge in his pants. 

Without saying a word. I started to make tiny circles over my clit with the vibrator. He took a step closer to me and I moaned softly, his mere presence was like a touch. One more step and he was right there next to me. By now the vibrator was moving in full circles over my clit, and I was staring hungrily at his crotch. He stood there for a moment, then reached down and ran his hand over my lubed covered nipples. 

That touch was like turning on a switch. I gasped, arched my back, and began rubbing the vibrator over myself furiously. As he began to massage my breasts I reached out and unzipping his slacks, quickly wrapped one hand around his shaft, jerking him off as best I could. At this point we both knew there was no going back; he undid his belt and dropped his slacks and underwear to the floor.

Once again I gasped, and immediately began rubbing him. 

I worked the vibrator inside my panties and now had it buried deep in my pussy, fucking myself with it. He stepped over me so he was between the desk and me, his cock was right in front of my breasts. I was still rubbing him, and he moved closer so that the head of his cock was brushing against my nipples. I just gave a soft moan as he began rubbing himself over my breasts, sliding easily through the lube. 

Reaching over with both hands he grabbed my breasts and pushed them together, enveloping his cock in a blanket of warmth, softness, and slipperiness. I fucked myself madly with the vibrator as he began to slide up and down. Leaning down I pushed out my tongue and licked the head of his cock every time it poked through the top of my breasts. 

For a few minutes we both lost ourselves. I was content with the vibrator pounding in and out of my pussy, as he fucked my breasts, amazed at the incredible sensation. His cock so easily sliding in between them, my warm tongue waiting for his cock on every up stroke.

Finally, I brought my feet off the desk and sat up, and leaning down I swallowed him whole, sucking the cherry lube right off him before I allowed his cock to leave my mouth. Standing up I grabbed Mike by the shoulders and turned him around, so that he was sitting in the chair. 

Silently I sat on top of him, positioning his cock at the entrance to my soaking pussy, and sliding down onto his hardness. 

Immediately I began riding him, as he grabbed my buttocks and held me. My breasts were bouncing in his face and he cupped them together and began sucking and licking both my nipples together. This drove me absolutely wild. Bucking harder than ever I arched my back and I began to rock back and forth, as my pussy began a series of contractions, squeezing his cock, seemingly trying to milk the cum out of him.

My own orgasm was so intense and so prolonged, I was barely aware of him exploding into my cunt, holding onto me and pushing up, as deep into me as it was possible to be. Eventually I leaned my head forward and rested it on Mike’s chest. We sat like that for another few minutes, still saying nothing, my forehead on his chest, his cock still inside me. He started stroking my hair and kissing the top of my head. Eventually I lifted my head, looked him squarely in the eye, and then got up. 

Pulling down my skirt, and buttoning up my bra and blouse, I got myself somewhat together. I picked up a stack of mail and taking some papers from the cabinet. I handed them to him,

"Your work schedule for this week Mr Hamilton"