Sasha sauntered into the office, her signature crimson lips curled into a smirk. She was a vision in a form-fitting black dress that hugged every generous curve, fishnet stockings encasing her toned legs. Her auburn hair tumbled down her back in loose curls and her sapphire eyes sparkled with mischief. She headed straight for the corner office, not even bothering to knock as she pushed open the door. Her boss, Roger, sat behind his desk, eyes widening as she strode in. “Sasha, what are you doing here?” he blustered, glancing at the closed door nervously. “This isn’t appropriate-” “Oh shut it,” she cut him off, striding around the desk to perch on the edge. She crossed her legs slowly, letting her skirt ride up to reveal a tantalizing glimpse of thigh. “I know what you want, Roger.” He swallowed hard, Adam’s apple bobbing. “What do you mean?” Sasha chuckled darkly, leaning in close. “I mean,” she purred, “that you’ve been eying my ass in this dress all day. That you’re imagining bending me over this desk and taking me right here, where anyone could walk in.” Roger flushed beet red, stammering out a denial. But Sasha just smirked, reaching out to grab his tie and yank him to his feet. “Be a good boy and kiss me,” she ordered. Roger needed no further encouragement, leaning in to capture her lips in a searing kiss. Sasha moaned into his mouth, wrapping her arms around his neck as she pressed against him. “Mmmm, you taste good,” she purred, breaking away to nibble along his jaw. “I think it’s time I had a proper taste.” She reached down to palm his growing bulge, rubbing him through his slacks as he groaned. “Such a needy boy,” she teased. “So eager to be touched by his hot little secretary.” Roger bucked into her hand, eyes glazed with lust. “Please,” he begged. “Let me touch you too.” Sasha considered him for a long moment before giving a decisive nod. “Very well. You may undress me.” With trembling hands, Roger set to work, unzipping her dress to expose the black lace bra and thong beneath. He groaned at the sight of her ample breasts straining against the flimsy cups. “Fuck, you’re so sexy,” he breathed, cupping her breasts reverently. Sasha smirked, arching into his touch. “And you’re hard as a rock. Why don’t you show me that cock you’ve been hiding?” Roger eagerly complied, shedding his pants and boxers to reveal his thick, engorged member. Sasha licked her lips at the sight, reaching out to stroke him slowly. “Mmmm, not bad,” she purred. “I think I’ll let you fuck me with this nice, big dick.” She hopped up onto the desk, shimmying out of her thong and tossing it aside. Roger groaned at the sight of her glistening pink folds. “Oh god,” he panted, gripping his cock. “You’re so wet. For me?” “Of course for you,” Sasha panted back. “I’ve been aching for you all day. Now come and take what’s yours.” Roger needed no further invitation, stepping forward to rub the head of his cock against her dripping slit. Sasha gasped at the sensation, hips rolling forward to grind against him. “Don’t tease,” she warned breathlessly. “Fuck me now.” With a groan, Roger obeyed, thrusting forward to sink balls deep inside her. Sasha cried out, back arching as he filled her completely. “Yes yes yes!” she moaned, wrapping her legs around his waist to pull him deeper. “Fuck me harder! Ruin my cunt with that big dick!” Roger pistoned into her frantically, the obscene slap of flesh on flesh echoing through the room. Sasha screamed in pleasure, nails digging into his shoulders as he hammered her g-spot with each thrust. “Fuck!” she sobbed, eyes rolling back. “So good! Don’t stop!” Roger slammed into her harder, grunting with exertion as he chased his release. Sasha felt her own orgasm building rapidly, walls fluttering around his plunging cock. “Come inside me!” she demanded. “Fill me up with your cum! I want it all!” With a strangled shout, Roger obeyed, erupting inside her as he fucked her through her own mind-shattering climax. Sasha shuddered and convulsed around him, milking every last drop from his spurting cock. They collapsed together onto the desk, chests heaving as they struggled to catch their breath. After a long moment, Roger stirred, lifting his head to gaze at her in wonder. “That was… incredible,” he panted. Sasha smirked, running a finger down his chest. “You’re welcome. I think this is going to be a very beneficial arrangement.” And it would be. For the rest of the day, Roger couldn’t keep his eyes off Sasha’s delectable curves. And every time their gazes met, she could see the hunger in his eyes, the promise of more dirty encounters to come. Because now that he’d had a taste of her – now that he’d experienced the mind-blowing pleasure of having his sexy bombshell secretary – there was no going back. She had him wrapped around her little finger. And she planned to use him for all he was worth.