Chapter 7

Brad Shuman's secretary phoned Shari at her desk and asked her to come to his office. Shari couldn't help going all warm and wet between her thighs as she rode the elevator up to the top floor, where the executive suites were located. She remembered when he had nearly fucked her in the elevator, and then had taken her to the executive washroom and really screwed her hard.

The memory made her quiver. After all the heated fucking she had been through since then, she wondered why remembering Brad doing it to her should make her so hot. But there was no getting around it. Her cunt was sopping wet and pulsing wildly.

His secretary showed her into his office. Brad was sitting behind a huge desk, but he jumped up and came over to her just as his secretary shut the door. He grabbed Shari, giving her a scorching kiss and running his hands all over her body.

"God, I've missed you, Shari," he said. "I've gone wild thinking of you."

He unzipped her blouse from the back. His mouth was on her neck, giving her the shivers. Before she knew it, he had her bra open.

"Oh Jesus, these gorgeous tits!" he panted, squeezing her tits and sucking her nipples frantically.

"Brad, gosh, not right here!" Shari gasped, trying to wriggle out of his clutch.

"Of course right here."

"Ohhhnnnn!" she moaned as his mouth ravished her throbbing tits.

"I could eat you alive!" he panted. "I could swallow you!"

He dragged her down to the floor, right in the middle of his office. Shari wanted to yield, to stop fighting him, but she couldn't. Still she tried to wriggle away.

"Brad, what if your secretary comes in?" she gasped, feeling her tits ache and throb wonderfully as he sucked them sharply.

His hands clawed at the catch of her skirt. He unfastened it and pulled it down her legs. His fingers found the elastic of her panties and yanked them down too.

"Oh God, Brad, God yes!" Shari gasped as he sank two fingers into the wet blossom of her cunt.

He slid down her half-naked body and pressed his mouth against the oozing petals of her pulsing pussy. His tongue slid up into her. Shari yelped softly, feeling the incredible pleasure shoot through her trembling body.

"She could be listening just outside the door!" she whimpered, panicking.

But Brad didn't pay any attention to her objections. Instead he slurped and sucked her simmering cunt hungrily. His hands slipped under her ass and squeezed her smooth round asscheeks.

He jabbed his tongue rapidly in and out of her, and flicked her clit with it until Shari began to shake uncontrollably.

"Brad! Oh God, you're going to make me cum!"

Suddenly he realized that she was right. He knew she couldn't control herself when an orgasm gripped her. Shari was lying on her back on the floor, her clothes half off, her lovely young body trembling with sexual need. Her eyes begged him not to stop eating her flowing pussy, but they also flashed with the fear of being discovered or overheard.

She watched him quickly loosen his necktie and slip out of his business suit. Her eyes danced with excitement as he pushed down his shorts and freed his stiff cock.

"You're right," he panted, guiding his cock between her slippery cunt-lips, then pushing it deep into her sizzling pussy.

Shari nearly swooned. She sighed and locked her long, shapely legs around his slowly thrusting hips. His cock awakened desperate fires of lust in her, making her moan softly with intense pleasure.

"Try not to cry out," he said, grimacing as her tight pussy pinched his plunging prick. "Christ, you're beautiful. I just want to fuck you so hard."

"Unh! Ungghh!" Shari groaned as he fucked into her wet pussy again and again with his fierce hard cock. "Oh God, I can't keep quiet. I want you to fuck me even harder."

"Oh, baby, oh, baby!" Brad gasped. "You're so good!"

"Oh Jesus, I can't keep quiet, Brad! You're fucking me too good! Oh, fuck me! Oh yes, fuck me, fuck me! Please don't stop!"

They were locked in such a delirious squirming fuck that not even fear of discovery could stop them. Brad's fingers bit into Shari's smooth ass as he pulled her cunt against his ramming, stabbing cock. And Shari began coughing and grunting helplessly as a killing orgasm tore through her without warning.

"Ohhnn! Ungghhh! Aiiggnmmffphhhhh!" she moaned, suddenly feeling her mouth stuffed with cloth.

Brad had quickly grabbed his shirt up off the floor and pressed it against her mouth to muffle her screams. She gasped and groaned into the crumpled fabric, undulating wildly under him. Her wriggling young body was electrified by hot jolts of piercing pleasure.

At nearly the same moment, Brad fucked his prick deep into her body and it began spurting. He groaned and plunged it into her again, and Shari could feel the jets of his cum shooting into her. She quivered and sobbed into the cloth of his shirt, overcome with shimmering spasms of intense bliss.

When it was over, they slowly pulled apart. Shari gasped as Brad drew his cock out of her still-throbbing pussy. He kissed her and made her promise to meet him after work.