work desk and falling off the edge
I am at my alternate work site, where Steve works. I am at my desk, wearing my super hot red dress, working when Steve comes in, and closes the door. He says “you are so hot I need to bend you over”. He comes around the wooden desk hiked up my skirt, pulls down my underwear, sits me on the edge of the desk, and gives me oral. It’s a hungry sloppy oral, but gets me there fast. I pull him up, and he flips me over and starts fucking me hard. He has urgency, uncontrolled need of me, he is pounding hard. I notice because I started with my legs hanging over the desk, but now I have moved to the point that my legs are up on the desk in a split. By the time he cums, I am halfway across the desk. Next day at my regular work site I get a text of a picture of a posted note on my desk that says “I cleaned up your desk, but I still wouldn’t eat of it.” I go to the bathroom and masturbate to the picture and remember how he fucked me clear across the desk.
