The once-expensive desk, ticulously crafted by a master artisan over days, perhaps even weeks, with the sole purpose of providing a refined ambiance, now served a much less honorable role.
Her body slid up and down its surface, transforming it from a symbol of craftsmanship into a witness to more illicit activities.
"Ah... Ah... Ahhhh! Don't stop…. F-Fuck harder. H-Harder!" She didn't even try to minimize her moans, as she gripped the sides of the desk in a mix of pleasure and a hint of pain.
I could feel the heat building up after seeing her passionate reaction to my cock. Even the room's AC couldn't contain the warmth radiating from our body as I turned her around, continuing to thrust my cock inside her.
Her boobs were now pressed against the wooden desk, and it keep squeaking every ti my dick slides through her vagina.
"You like that? Ah? You like seducing your boss? You whore!" I slap her butt, and pull her hair up, forcing her to elevate her upper body.
"I— I'm sorry; please punish !"" She scread in pain, but her ahegao face says otherwise. Her eyes were beginning to go all white, as she kept Cumming from my cock.
"You're a hopeless case. I need to teach you a lesson," I slap her soft butt again, this ti much harder. I could feel her pussy muscle tensing every ti I did it.
*SLAP!
*SLAP!
*SLAP!
My dick began to throb as well, and I could feel my first load approaching.
"I'll fill this naughty pussy of yours to make up for your misbehavior! You should thank for being a considerate boss." I chuckled, role playing was a lot of fun.
Then ,I pulled her hair further, causing her to bend her body even more, and because of the angle, my dick form beca visible on her stomach. It was as if a rod was about to burst through her.
"FUCK HARDER! PLEASE P-PUNISH MORE… AHHH…. AHHH " she exclaid and started screaming as the pain overwheld her for a mont but was soon replace with pleasure as my sen filled her inside.
My sperm exploded like a dam, and I could hear squeaking noise inside her pussy as my thick stuff filled her up.
*THUD.
She dropped down to the desk, face first. Despite looking exhausted, she had a smile on her face and was biting her lips.
She clearly enjoyed it. Elaine was probably the most pain-tolerant woman I fuck so far.
****
"Th-Thank you," Elaine's voice, a blend of exhaustion and satisfaction, reached my ears.
With slow movents, she started fixing her tousled hair and adjusting her black blazers. Despite the intensity of our sex, she recovered surprisingly fast, showcasing a resilience that mirrored the quickening rhythm of her breath.
She reached into her bag and pulled out a small container of pills. Popping a painkiller and another contraceptive, she showcased her sound mind. It was a tangible display of how thoughtful she was, always finding ways to be useful to .
It was a sharp contrast to Evelyn and Ayumi's immature behaviors. They often wore sowhat pitiful expressions after we finished.
Maybe that's the reason why I find myself favoring them more. For so reason, I have a tendency to lean towards girls who have a fragile appearance. There's sothing about their vulnerability that draws in, makes feel more satisfied.
It's not like I have so ntal issue or anything. It's just that I have this preference —like, I want to protect the weak, small, young, and... okay, I should probably stop talking now before I accidentally shovel my own grave.
"I have to go now; still got so business to wrap up," I stood up, glancing at the ti.
I've got an appointnt with soone, and to be honest, I've co to the realization that I need to keep my libido in check, or I'll end up not being able to get anything done.
"I'll handle the rest while you're gone." Elaine replied.
"Just give a call if anything cos up," I reminded her before walking away.
Exiting my office, I spotted my girl employees with flushed faces.
It appeared the soundproofing wasn't as effective in muffling Elaine loud moans.
"SHHHS" I raised a finger, signaling them to keep quiet, and winked. They blushed even more, but not in a bad way.
I guess I'm so good-looking that even creepy actions seem cool when I do them. The perks of having a charisma stat of 20.
***
"Seonsaengnim!" Ayumi called out to as I entered the restaurant. She looked genuinely happy to see , especially after I've been so busy lately.
She had been texting a lot, though I must admit, I haven't replied to nearly 90% of her ssages.
Nevertheless, she never complained or anything, she just kept patiently waiting for my response.
The restaurant we're in has an air of sophistication, falling into the category of fancy but not overly extravagant.
Soft lighting illuminates the tasteful decor, creating a warm and inviting ambiance. The tables are adorned with simple yet elegant settings, and the nu boasts a selection that leans towards refined culinary offerings. It strikes a balance between a luxurious atmosphere and a cozy, approachable vibe.
I walked towards the table and noticed two bags on the chair.
"So, where's your sister?" I asked. I had her invite her big sister to dinner, using the excuse of wanting to formally introduce myself as her boyfriend.
"She just went to the restroom to freshen up," she replied, patting the chair beside her, indicating she wanted to sit with . It was a simple gesture.
Evelyn might be more beautiful, but my heart beats faster when I'm with Ayumi, and that's what matters most.
"Did you order food already?" I asked her as I picked up the nu.
"Not yet, my sister told, to wait for you," she giggled. "She said this place is expensive, so she didn't want to risk ordering before you arrived." The humor in her voice hinted at the playful atmosphere as they patiently waited my arrival.
"Are you Ayumi's boyfriend?" a sweet voice echoed behind .
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