I Taught My Naughty Secretary A Lesson To Remember

I remember that day vividly. My secretary, a young woman named Isabella, had just spilled my coffee all over my desk. She was new, and I could tell she was nervous. Her hands were shaking as she tried to clean up the mess. I watched her for a moment, my irritation slowly fading away. There was something about her that intrigued me. Maybe it was her long, curly hair, or her big, brown eyes. Whatever it was, I decided that it was time I taught her a lesson on how things work in the office.

"Isabella," I said, startling her. She looked up at me, her eyes wide with fear.

"Yes, sir?" she replied, her voice shaking.

"Come here," I commanded, patting the space on my desk. She hesitated for a moment, but eventually, she obeyed.

I could feel her breath on my face as she stood in front of me. I looked up at her, taking in her curves. She was wearing a tight skirt and a blouse that showed off her ample cleavage. I could feel my cock stirring in my pants. I reached up and tucked a loose strand of hair behind her ear. She shivered at my touch.

"Isabella," I said, my voice low and husky. "Do you know why I asked you here?" She shook her head, her eyes fixed on mine.

"No, sir," she replied. "I spilled your coffee," she added, looking down at the wet spot on my desk.

"Yes, you did," I said, my hand reaching out to touch her cheek. "But that's not why you are here." She looked at me, her eyes filled with confusion.

"Then why, sir?" she asked, her voice trembling.

I leaned in closer to her, my lips brushing against her ear. "I want to teach you a lesson," I whispered, my hand reaching down to her ass. I gave it a gentle squeeze, and she gasped. "A lesson on how things work in the office," I added, my hand moving up to her hair. I tugged on it gently, and she moaned.

I could feel her body relaxing against mine. She was mine for the taking. I lifted her up and placed her on my desk, her legs spread open. I could see the wetness glistening on her panties. I smiled and leaned in to kiss her. She kissed me back eagerly, her tongue exploring my mouth.

I reached down and pulled her panties to the side, exposing her pussy. I could feel her wetness on my fingers as I explored her. She moaned loudly, her body writhing against mine. I could feel my cock straining against my pants, begging to be released.

I undid my pants and pulled out my cock. She looked at it, her eyes wide with surprise. "Have you ever seen a cock before, Isabella?" I asked, my voice low and husky. She shook her head, her eyes fixed on my cock.

"Yes, sir," she replied.

"Then you might know what you need to do with it," I said, my hand guiding my cock towards her lips.

She slowly parted her lips and put my entire length in her mouth. I would have been impressed had she not looked like she was straining while she did so. I placed one of my hands behind her head to keep her in place.

“That’s not how you do it Isabella.” I said as I began thrusting my cock in her mouth. She gasped and I felt her teeth slightly graze my cock. I figured it might be long enough to give her a deepthroat, and the idea only made me want to fuck her more.

I pulled out of her mouth and pinned her against the desk.

I entered her slowly, savoring the feeling of her tightness. She moaned loudly, her body bucking against mine. I started to fuck her harder, my balls slapping against her ass. She reached up and tugged on her hair, her moans getting louder and louder.

I could feel my orgasm building up inside of me. She moaned louder, her body trembling with pleasure. I could feel her pussy tightening around my cock, and I knew she was close.

"Come for me, Isabella," I commanded. The volumeof her moans increased with each passing second and I could feel her pussy contracting around my cock.

A couple of pumps later I felt a wet feeling around my cock and a dribble of liquid making its way down my balls. I knew she had come.

I pulled out of her and came all over her face. She looked up at me, her eyes filled with a mixture of pleasure and shock. I smiled and leaned in to kiss her. She kissed me back eagerly, her tongue exploring my mouth.

"That was a lesson you'll never forget, Isabella," I said, my hand reaching down to her pussy. I could feel her wetness on my fingers.

"Yes, sir," she replied.

I helped her off my desk and watched as she gathered her things. She looked at me. I smiled and nodded, signalling that she was dismissed. She left my office, her hips swaying as she walked.

I sat back in my chair, my cock still hard. I could easily take her for a second round, but that would have to wait until I was done with my work. I looked at the pile of coffee stained paper on my desk and I let out a sigh.