I’d always had these wild sexual fantasies about my secretary, Denise. She is quite lovely, a sweet young girl about twenty-four or twenty-five years old, with a cute little girl look that I find so sexy!

She is about five foot four inches I guess, when in her stocking feet, but since she usually wears heels, she comes up to just below my own six-foot stature. She has a very nice figure too, not too skinny (I hate those skinny-as-a-rail types that look like they are afraid of food!), but not too plump either. I like curvy women and Denise has some very appealing ones!

The curves that really get me hard though, are her tits – Denise has an awesome rack! I noticed them the very first day she applied for the job (and just between you and me, it was a major reason for her getting the position!). She says they are 36E and I believe every word of it!

They are just large enough to be on the outer edge of too much for her body shape, but still just inside that line enough to be attractive. Denise told me once that she used to be several sizes smaller – a normal 36C – but that she had saved up to get a boob job so she would feel more attractive.

She told me that as a schoolgirl, she just sort of blended in with the other kids – there wasn’t anything really to make her stand out. She said she wasn’t all that pretty, or popular, or outgoing. So when she was able to, she decided to enhance what the boys seemed to be interested in.

And I have to say it was a very good decision too! They are full and firm and looked great in her clothes. I could only imagine what they looked like without those clothes!

I am Denise’s supervisor and the head of our company, but I still get skittish and uneasy whenever she is around. I know it sounds strange – I am her boss, I am older than her by a good ten years, and I am a man, yet when she comes into my office and looks at me with those big blue eyes, I just feel so ... I can’t explain it except to say I feel like a young kid asking his first girl out on a date!

I don’t think she has noticed my timidity because she still acts very polite and respectful to me. Once, when she first came to work for me, we were in the elevator together, both going up to the office. It was right after lunch, and we had a meeting to get ready for. The elevator was crowded that afternoon and Denise got pressed up against me, looking me in the eyes while her wonderful tits pressed against my chest.

It was hot that day so I hadn’t worn my jacket to lunch, and I could have sworn I felt her nipples poking me in the chest! I’m sure it was my imagination – I couldn’t believe she wasn’t wearing a bra that day.

But it felt so damn good that, if I’d been close enough to the button, I would have stopped the elevator right then and there! It was so hot being pushed together like that. I just hoped she didn’t feel the bulge I got in the elevator that day!

I started having fantasies about her after that elevator ride. I’d so love to fuck her, to see that hot, sexy body naked on my desk waiting for me to take her. I’d love to feel those fantastic tits wrapped around my cock and feel me sliding up and down between those sweet, creamy globes.

Denise also has a mouth that I know would only add to the pleasure, licking and kissing the tip as I stroked between her tits. The girl looks like she could suck the chrome off a trailer hitch and I would love to find out! I’ve had many fantasies about her and I secretly hoped that one day my fantasies could come true.

One day my chance came quite unexpectedly ... for me, at least! It was a day like any other, I had been working on this new project and was just about to put the final touches on it. I had a meeting with the client that afternoon to try to sell him on the plan and I was nervous! This was a huge project and it would mean our small company would be outbidding some major players, and I wanted this so bad I could taste it.

“Denise, could you come in here and bring the file for the new Jackson account, please?” I asked. She came right in holding the rather thick file in her hand.

“Here you go, Sir. I took the liberty of looking through it to make sure it was complete – I knew you had a meeting with the Jackson people today. I hope that was all right?” she asked. Such a sweet girl and a hard worker!

“Yes, that is fine Denise, thank you. This is an incredibly important account for us, and I don’t mind telling you I am more than a little nervous about this meeting! I’m going to need you there with me to take notes and help me seal this deal. You know, you have become like my ‘Girl Friday’ around here!” I said.

And it wasn’t an exaggeration either – she had become indispensable around the office ... and she did a lot for the office decor as well!

“Thank you, Sir,” Denise said, beaming proudly. She really had worked hard at learning and doing her job the best she could do and I was very pleased with her work ethics and dedication to her job. “Will that be all?” she asked.

“Yes, thank you. The meeting will be at 2:00 so be prepared to take notes and help me schmooze these people!” I said.

“I will be ready,” she said. As she went back to her desk, I turned my attention to the thick file in front of me. I guess I sighed pretty loudly just then because Denise stopped and turned to look at me.

She must have seen something in the way I looked or something because she came back and came up behind me. My attention was on the file, so I didn’t hear that the door never closed or her footsteps coming back across the floor.

No, the next thing I knew, two soft but strong hands were on my shoulders, massaging the tension away. It kind of startled me, and I looked up surprised to see her smiling face at my shoulder.

“Mr. Hawthorne, you are so tight and tense ... you poor man. You work entirely too hard sometimes!” she said. She kneaded my shoulders and worked my muscles like a pro and I gave myself over to the wonderful massage.

“Oh, Denise, that feels so good!” I said. I closed my eyes and bent my head forward so she could get the knots out of my back and shoulders. She worked on getting me loosened up and it felt sooo good!

“Lay your head back,” she said. I did as she asked and she began massaging my temples, rubbing in small circles with her fingertips.

“Mmmm...” I said, as my tension melted away.

“You like that, do you?” she said softly. My eyes were closed, but I knew she was smiling.

“Oh yeah ... it feels amazing...” I said.

“I know something that will feel even better ... if you’ll let me,” she whispered in my ear.

My eyes popped open and I saw her standing there biting her fingernail coquettishly. I didn’t know what she was thinking at that moment, but my cock seemed to as it was rapidly inflating and I squirmed in my seat, adjusting to give it some room. “What are you talking about, Denise?” I asked.

With that, she walked around my chair and sauntered over to the office door, taking her sweet time and letting me get a good look at her tight ass as she swiveled her hips for me. When she got to the door, she turned around and looked back at me. I saw a smoky fire in her eyes and my cock jumped. I didn’t know what she had in mind, but I knew what I wanted to do right then!

With a quick twist of her wrist, she locked the door, still looking at me. She came back, sashaying sexily, like a stripper walking on stage for her dance.

She came around the desk in front of me and put her right leg underneath the armrest of my chair and the same with her left, locking her body into my desk chair and then lowering herself onto my lap.

She had to hike up her skirt some to get her legs wide enough, but I didn’t mind. I got a glimpse of her pretty pink panties and then I felt the heat from her core coming right through my pants.

I have to say I was more than a little surprised at her boldness – I never took Denise for being so forward. But it was a pleasant surprise. She looked at me for a moment then she took my jaw in one hand and the back of my head with the other, and leaned forward, planting her hot wet mouth on my lips and we started making out long and hard.

“Denise! What if someone calls or knocks or something?” I said, concerned we would be caught.

“Relax ... I told your receptionist to hold your calls and that we would be discussing this afternoon’s meeting. So we won’t be disturbed,” she said, with a smile. Then she leaned forward and kissed me again

I was getting hard just from kissing this sweet young thing. It didn’t help that she made little moaning noises as she sucked on my tongue, giving me an indication what was in store for me. I knew as she wriggled on my lap she was rolling her pussy over the bulge and rubbing her clit.

She would moan and give a little squeal whenever her clit hit my cock. I wondered how my cock, now screaming to get out, would feel in that mouth and better yet, in the hot pussy grinding on it at the moment.

We kissed for a really long time, just getting hot off of making out and inhaling through our noses. She was an amazing kisser. I moved my hands to the bottom of her head and pushed her hair up and she moaned louder.

She broke our kiss just then coming up for a gasping breath. She held my face in her hands just looking at me with those beautiful blue eyes.

“God, Denise, you’re driving me crazy!” I told her.

“Well, that’s the idea!” she replied, with a smile on her face.

“Mr. Hawthorne ... Paul ... I know that you have been watching me. I know that you have been ogling me when I walk and staring at my tits whenever I am facing you. It’s all right, I like it.

“That’s the reason I got this boob job ... so that guys would stare and take notice. To be perfectly honest with you, I find you very attractive and sexy as well. I have been wanting to do this since I came to work for you.

“I was so happy when you hired me as your secretary; I have tried to always do my best at my job so you will be happy with my work,” she said.

“Denise, you have done an excellent job, working for me since I hired you. I have absolutely no complaints with you at all. Your performance and dedication to your work are a model for everyone else here. So you needn’t worry about how you do your job.

“As for my watching you and ‘ogling’ you as you put it – well why wouldn’t I? You are a very attractive and yes, even sexy, woman and any red-blooded, heterosexual man would fall all over himself just to get one of those beautiful little smiles from you. I am lucky enough to get them all the time because you work for me. So yes I admit it, I have been watching and ‘ogling’ you,” I told her.

She looked at me and gave me a little smile. Knowing how I felt about her made her bolder and she put her arms around my neck as she wriggled a bit on my lap, rolling her pussy over the rock hard cock there waiting for her.

Looking at my sweet secretary, her soft blue eyes, her sweet, tender lips, and her sparkling smile ... she really was so beautiful. I reached up and stroked her velvety cheek with the backs of my fingers, and she leaned her head into my touch.

Suddenly, Denise slid off my lap and stood up. That particular day, Denise had chosen to wear a black pencil skirt that was a bit shorter than mid-thigh – high enough to be very sexy and suggestive, but not slutty.

Topping that was a white button-front blouse that she kept the top couple buttons undone to accentuate those magnificent tits. She also wore thigh-top stockings and her black five-inch ankle-strap pumps.

She began to unbutton her blouse while watching me for my reaction. I sat there, my eyes glued to what she was doing, unable and unwilling to look away. She slowly unbuttoned each button starting from the bottom, and as she reached the last button, she paused teasingly. I shifted in my chair, anxious to see what was under that blouse.

“You really want to see my tits, don’t you!” she giggled. “You are a naughty, naughty man!”

She unbuttoned the last button and opened her blouse to reveal her lacy black bra. She let the blouse slip off her shoulders, and she laid it on the sofa next to me. Then she reached up and unclipped the front hook of her bra, holding it closed for a moment to build the excitement. I leaned forward and took the ends of her bra from her delicate hands and peeled them apart for her.

Her tits were even more magnificent than I had imagined! Full, firm, ripe, they sat high on her chest with no sign of sagging at all. They were topped with hard, ruby red nipples surrounded by dark areolas. I licked my lips in eager anticipation of chewing and sucking on those hard points.

Denise climbed back onto my lap and I pulled her forward, taking one of those tender young nipples into my mouth.

“Ohhhh,” she moaned as she felt my mouth close around her sensitive nipple and my tongue began to do its work. She reached up and ran her fingers through my hair as I feasted on her throbbing bud.

After giving her nipple an appropriate amount of loving attention, I moved to the other, repeating my licking and sucking. Denise responded with another moan as I gave her other tit its share of loving. Then she used her hands to push her tits together, bringing both nipples close to each other so I could lick and suck on them both.

Once her tits had gotten their due appreciation, she slid off my lap again, but this time she slipped to her knees. She looked at me as if to ask permission and seeing I wasn’t resisting any (who in their right mind would!), she began working on unbuckling my belt and unfastening my slacks.

She got them opened and I raised up a bit to allow her to pull my pants down to my ankles. She slipped off my shoes and pulled my slacks completely off, folding them neatly so they wouldn’t look wrinkled later at the meeting.

With me now sitting in my boxers, she smiled at the large bulge there. She leaned forward and kissed it and giggled when my cock twitched. She slowly pulled my boxers down and stopped momentarily when she saw the head of my cock pop out of the top waistband.

“Well, hello there! Would you like a kiss?” she said to my cock. She pulled my boxers down further and said, “Oh my! You are a big fella, aren’t you. I’m going to have to give you a big kiss!”

“Would this big fat cock like to be licked and sucked by my pretty little wet mouth?” she asked. She let out a sexy little moan as she licked her lips, watching my hard cock pulse with lust. She cupped her tits, thrusting them towards me as she squeezed them. Seductively, she lifted her massive tits up, setting them on my legs.

She leaned forward and grasped the thick hot shaft and directed the swollen head to her cleavage. “Or maybe he would like to slide up and down between my tits?” she purred. “You can tit-fuck me and come on my face if you want. Or I can do this...” And she hefted up the stiff organ towards her face and ran her velvet soft tongue around the very edge of the flared rim.

My eyes were locked on Denise’s. Her eyes had closed to lustful slits as she gave me my choice. She smiled sensually, and brought her index finger to her lips, sucking it slowly into her mouth and moaning so I could hear her.

As I watched mesmerized, Denise sucked on her finger, showing me what she could do for my cock should I choose to. Her wet, sucking sounds and soft deep moans were making my decision a lot easier!

My cock throbbed with lust. Like any man, I love getting my cock sucked and rarely turn the opportunity down. I especially like those dirty, nasty, sloppy blowjobs like they show in the porn movies – the ones where the girl is drooling and slobbering all over the cock, her saliva streaming from her mouth and falling on her tits or running all over her face.

Somehow, I knew this girl could give me my dream blowjob if I wanted it, so I opted for the filthy cocksucking from this young hot girl. There was always other opportunities to fuck her some other time.

“So ... what’s it to be? Which do you want, boss?” she asked.

I looked down at her, into those lust-filled eyes. “I want you to suck my cock...” I groaned in reply.

“What?” she asked, pretending not to hear me.

“Suck my cock ... I want you to suck my cock,” I repeated my request.

Denise grinned, pleased ... that’s the choice she wanted as well.

“And I’ll bet you want me to make it a really sloppy and dirty blowjob too, with lots of drooling and slobbering all over your big fat cock, right?” As she spoke she looked down at the throbbing cock and closed her fingers gently around the thick shaft.

“Watch...” she urged as she started a slow sensuous stroking of my meat. No lubrication was needed ... I was leaking pre-cum like a broken faucet!

Denise licked slowly around the rim of my cock head, looking deeply into my eyes. Keeping her eyes locked on mine she pushed my cock up to my stomach and ran her tongue down the underside of my shaft, then back up again. She repeated the up and down licking once more, then raised her face and paused for a moment, smiling sweetly.

Seeing how much I was enjoying her efforts encouraged her, and she pushed her face down deep between my legs. I felt my nuts resting on her forehead and then I felt her tongue on the underside of my balls, licking and caressing my perineum. God, it felt great!

I groaned loudly as her tongue swirled under and around my heavy nuts. She sucked one, then the other into her hot mouth, further heating up the load of cum that was building inside them. I instinctively scooted down in my seat a bit, spreading my legs to give her more room to work.