Tough Competition

My name is Amit and I’m from Jaipur. I’m 30 yrs old and work as an Engineer in a multinational company. This is my first story on indiansexstories2.net and is completely fictional. Please feel free to share your comments at [email protected] or [email protected]

“Have you heard anything?” Maya’s voice cracked as the words fell from her mouth. Her ebony forehead was moist with sweat, exposing her growing anxiety.

“Nothing,” the other paralegal answered annoyed as he walked past her desk for his morning cup of coffee. Maya knew better than to ask. If any of the suspicions were true, she would hear it directly from her boss, Amit Sharma.

Rumors spread the last few days throughout the prestigious law offices of Desai & Diwanji. Like a slow moving contagion, everyone within the firm was infected with the growing fear of losing their jobs. Desai & Diwanji had always been famous for its ability to overcome economic challenges. Sometimes it even benefited when other firms went under. For 150 years, Desai & Diwanji stood as a legal fortress, boasting of its impenetrable security.

This economic downturn was different. The air inside the halls was thick with suspense. Rumors fueled the anxiety. There would be losses. It was Thursday and word was everything would be different by the weekend. Something had to give.

Maya found it difficult to be productive all afternoon. The big case they had been preparing for was only a week away. The demands for its preparation were great, but the distractions around her were consuming. One by one, employees were being called to their supervisor’s office. Lucky ones returned to their desks relieved they still had jobs, despite pay cuts. Most returned with pick slips and security officers at their desks to escort them out. The suspense was stifling.

“Maya.” Amit’s familiar voice came through the intercom on her telephone like a late afternoon thunderstorm breaking the thick humidity in the air. Her boss’ voice signaled relief from the waiting and suspense. It also struck panic. She knew whatever was about to happen would change her life forever. She had no idea.

Maya joined the firm five years before at the age of 25. She worked hard to climb her way to be a top paralegal to Amit Sharma, a partner in the firm. She was intelligent, devoted and hard working. Her tall 5’3″ fit body, smooth black skin, pretty face and bright smile made her a stunning addition to the office. She always dressed professionally in ways that would accent her full 36D bust, thin waist and long legs. Her attire almost always consisted of a classy blouse with plunging neckline, wool skirt that would fall just above her knees and two inch matching heels. Her long dark hair would either be up in a fancy design or allowed to cascade past her shoulders. She was as capable as she was beautiful. Amit Sharma liked everything about her.

“Ye, yes Amit,” she stuttered into the intercom on her phone.

“Can you come in here for a moment please? I need to speak with you.”

“Yes sir,” she answered trying to compose herself. “I’ll be right in.”

Maya stood up at her desk. She straightened her skirt and adjusted her blouse. She felt the moisture of sweat build under her blouse and between her legs. Her heart began to pound like a drum. “Stay calm Maya,” she whispered to herself. “You need this job. You need this job.” She shot up a little prayer into the thick air as she began walking toward the glassed-in corner office. She felt her blouse sticking to the moist sweat of her body, hugging her large firm tits. “Oh God,” she thought as she knocked on Amit’s door, “give me a way to keep this job.”

“Come in.”

Maya felt like a schoolgirl walking into a principal’s office as she opened the door and entered. She had no idea what was about to happen, but knew it would be important.

“Please close the door behind you,” Amit said in a matter of fact voice as he looked up from the papers on his desk.

Maya shut the door quietly and began her long walk across the plush carpet of his large office. Light filled the room from the late afternoon sun shining through his twelfth story window with a spectacular view of the city behind him.

“Have a seat, Maya.”

“Thank you Amit,” she offered struggling to find confidence.

Maya sat down in the rich leather seat opposite his desk. She noticed he looked more tired and weary than she was used to seeing him, even on day-before-court days. He was average built, 5’5”.

Amit’s reputation as a legal warrior was deserved for his brilliant mind and hard work. His reputation was gained through his ruthless unorthodox strategies in court. He was committed to win at all costs and wanted equally committed people around him. Winning was always more important than being fair. “In court and in life,” he would remind his staff, “losers lose by the rules, and winners win by redefining them.”

Maya was surprised to see him without his coat, his sleeves rolled up, tie loosened and top button unattached. It looked like it had been a hard day. He looked across the desk, locked his grey eyes onto Maya’s and began to speak with a sobering tone.

“Maya, you are a valuable asset to this office. You have done well here.”

“Thank you Amit,” she interrupted. “I love working here and for you.”

“As you know,” he continued without losing momentum, “we have to make difficult decisions and personnel reductions today.”

“Yes sir.”

“I will be straight with you Maya. We are left with only one remaining paralegal position for this division.”

“I’ll fill that well,” she interrupted with as much confidence as she could muster. She hoped her assertiveness would help jump to his conclusion. She leaned forward in the chair to wait for his response.

Amit smiled. He had always appreciated her initiative and drive.

“That’s the thing,” he continued soberly. “You are hands down one of the top two paralegals in our office.”

Maya’s heart began to sink. She was flattered to be rated as one of the top two in a division of this size and stature. However, his words fell hard with only one position available.

“Who is the other?” she asked sheepishly, already knowing the answer.

“Sonya, of course.”

The sound of Sonya’s name knocked the wind out of Maya. “Of course,” she said trying to hide her discouragement.

While law office paralegals work as a team to support the firm’s attorneys, the internal competition between them was always intense. Legal success determined the internal pecking order. Maya and Sonya had dominated the top for the last two years. Both had joined the firm about the same time. Both had climbed fast through their competency and diligence. Both set the standard. For the sake of corporate culture, the two always remained outwardly cordial. They were both intensely competitive. Losing for either one was not an option. Now, rather than winning a case for the firm, Maya realized she was in a battle with her fiercest competitor for her job.

Maya sat back in an attempt to look as confident as possible. She felt sweat building under her blouse, damping her chest and sides. Her eyes caught his glance at her moist cleavage as it glistened from the afternoon sun’s rays. She uncrossed her legs, turned and crossed them again in a way that allowed the hem of her skirt to slide up a few inches.

His voice returned with soberness and his eyes to hers. “Quite frankly, you both bring so much to the table,” Amit continued. “You are intelligent, competent and effective. It is impossible to know which one to select.”

“Thank you Amit. I’m flattered by your evaluation. I must tell you, I believe I am the best person for the job,” Maya again asserted. “My record speaks for itself. I need this job. No one is more committed and willing to do whatever it takes.” Maya paused realizing the possible scope of what she had just said.

Their eyes remained locked as the words reverberated off their selective imaginations. Amit gave away a slight smile as images flashed through his mind of the possibilities.

“Whatever it takes,” she repeated with a more assertive tone.

Amit’s face softened. “I appreciate your willing determination and dedication, Maya. It has been a mark of your work and excellence here. I will be honest,” he continued, “to get and keep this position will require more from you than you have ever given or imagined.” The tone of his voice conveyed the weight of new expectations. “How much do you want this job?”

“As I said, Amit, I need this job. No one will surpass what I am willing to do. No one will touch the new standard of excellence I will set. While my work up to now speaks for itself, you have not yet seen what I am capable of.” Maya again paused to allow her words to land. “I will not rest until you are pleased in every way, nor will I settle for anything short of exceeding your every expectation. The only limit I can see to the possibilities of my willing dedication is your imagination.”

“I’m glad to hear that. Here’s the deal,” he began to explain. “I am calling Sonya in next. I will share the same information with her and the invitation I am about to offer you. If she declines, the job is yours. If not, I will need to interview each of you tomorrow. The interviews will be comprehensive and exhaustive. There is a lot at stake. The purpose of your one on one personal interview with me will be to examine and demonstrate the scope of your skills, expertise and willing dedication. Any questions?”

“None,” she said with strong determination. “I just wish we didn’t have to wait until tomorrow.”

“Again, I appreciate your initiative Maya.”

“What time can I begin?” she asked eagerly.

“Because of the comprehensive nature of these interviews, I will be dedicating the entire day to them. The first interview will take place in the morning from 9:00 until noon and the second in the afternoon from 1:00 until 4:00. I will call you both in at 5:00 to announce my decision.”

“OK,” she said, “sounds fair.”

“Fair?” he asked, surprised to hear the word used in his office. Remember, “”losers lose by the rules …”

“…And winners win by redefining them,” she said finishing his sentence with a slight smile.

“Pick a number between one and ten,” he asked.

“Lucky seven,” Maya answered without hesitation.

“Very well,” Amit said. “Unless you hear from me before, I need you to arrive here tomorrow at 1:00 pm sharp. One through five was for the morning interview, six through ten the afternoon. You picked seven. I will see you tomorrow at 1:00. Feel free to take the morning off to prepare any way you feel necessary. Be here at 1:00 and be ready.”

“Yes sir,” she answered, “I will be. Anything else before I leave?” she offered.

“That will be all for today, Maya” he answered. “Thank you for coming in. Please close the door on your way out.”

Maya leaned forward as she stood up from the embrace of the soft leather chair. She paused briefly to ensure a memorable view of her full shimmering chocolate cleavage for his tired eyes. She straightened her blouse and skirt. “Thank you for the opportunity of my interview tomorrow. You won’t be disappointed.” She turned, walked across the large office and opened the door. As she walked through the door she knew her life and career at Desai & Diwanji would never be the same. She heard him pick up his phone behind her. As she began to close the door she heard his rugged masculine voice. “Sonya, can you come in here please?”

Maya walked slowly back to her desk. Her mind spun as she tried to comprehend what just happened. “What did it mean?” she thought to herself. “What did he mean? What did I mean?” A dozen emotions ricocheted within her. She felt the tension as she walked through the maze of the main office area. In her periphery she saw other employees cleaning out their desks, putting what had been their secure careers in a cardboard box provided by the firm, under the watchful eye of security guards. She slipped into the chair at her desk, rested her elbows on the desk and cupped her face in her hands.

Maya inhaled deeply and slowly let it out to catch her breath and composure. Everything she had dedicated her life too was on the line. She felt overwhelmed. She continued to breathe deeply into her hands, losing herself in the contemplation of all that was happening. Minutes passed before being startled out of her daze by the sound of Sonya’s confident seductive voice.

“Not to worry Maya.”

Maya quickly looked up to see Sonya smiling confidently at the side of her desk. She felt a sting of competitive anger at herself that Sonya would see her looking insecure.

“Why don’t you just take the whole day off tomorrow,” Sonya continued arrogantly. “When I’m done with him, there won’t be anything left for your interview. You might as well pack up your things now while the good boxes are still available.”

Maya felt blindsided by Sonya’s audacious razor sharp words. She stumbled to respond, still coming out of her daze. “I, uh, you…”

“Don’t strain yourself Maya,” Sonya interrupted as she continued her calm calculated assault of intimidation. “The position is mine. I told Amit he has never experienced what complete unrestricted employee dedication can feel like. He will when he interviews me in the morning and then hires me as his personal paralegal. Just imagining the possibilities for his cock will get me up soaking wet in the morning.” Sonya paused with a smile, running her hands up and down her body as she imagined the possibilities. “There is nothing I won’t do for him to keep this job Maya – and I will enjoy every minute of it.” She raised her arms out at her sides and looked admiringly at her own perfect body as if to invite Maya to do the same. “Who wouldn’t want this?” she asked rhetorically.

“Ugh!” was all Maya could grunt, still stunned by the boldness of Sonya’s relentless trash talk.

Sonya seized the opportunity to make an obvious glance down at Maya’s still moist cleavage and back again to her eyes. “After I get this job Maya, we might even hook up so I can let you have some,” she said tauntingly.

Maya knew Sonya meant what she said and was willing to do anything it took to secure the position. Sonya’s reputation for unorthodox backroom case settlement negotiations was infamous. Whispers inside and outside the firm boasted Sonya’s uncanny ability to win huge out-of-court settlements through “under-the-table” negotiations. Sonya never confirmed nor denied the allegations, always citing attorney-client privilege with a smile. However she always publicly relished her professional victories by reciting the mantra: “losers lose by the rules, and winners win by redefining them.” If half the stories of Sonya’s maneuvers to win individual cases were true, there would be no limit to what she would do to keep her career at Desai & Diwanji. Sonya counted on Maya being aware of her reputation.

Sonya is a 5’4″ Bengali bombshell. Her gorgeous light brown face is accentuated with high prominent cheek bones, deep brown eyes, and a bleach-white smile. She enjoyed wearing fashionable, belted, low cut, mid-thigh length dresses that showed off her perfectly rounded 35C tits, small waist and long legs. Her customary two inch heals allowed the material of her dresses to accent and sway over her tight ass when she strutted confidently across a room. Sonya was hot and knew it. She chose law over being a model to feed her voracious lust for power and unquenchable thirst to win. She never hesitated to use anything at her disposable to ensure both.

“Beginning tomorrow,” she said making one final pass to deflate her opponent, “it will be my job every day to take his firm in my hands and find ways to make it grow.” Sonya smiled at the cleverness of her double entendre and the obvious success of her assault. Her words landed hard. Maya sat shocked and uncharacteristically speechless by Sonya’s brazen assault.

Without another word, Sonya disappeared as stealthy as she arrived. She accomplished her mission. The preemptive attack went better than she had imagined. Sonya had the upper hand and intended to keep it.

Suddenly alone, Maya’s mind spun in disbelief. She felt dizzy from all that had taken place in the last hour. The position of her dreams that she had dedicated her career to achieve was now on the line. She had wondered what Amit meant when he said “to get and keep this position will require more from you than you have ever given or imagined.” The twinkle in his eye and tone in his voice implied he would now expect more than legal posturing from her. Normally she would resist sexual advances in the work place, let alone any expectation of sexual favors, even to keep her job. Sexual harassment cases in law firms were never pretty. Today, everything was different.

Maya loved her job and career and Desai & Diwanji. Even in the best of economic times, her loyalty and fit with the firm’s legal culture would keep her here. However, the current economic climate doesn’t allow for options. The downturn was forcing local law firms to hemorrhage. Rather than hiring paralegals, firms were flooding the unemployment offices with them. Maya was desperate for her job.

Maya began to ponder what new expectations and requirements Amit would have for her. She was surprised by how she felt stirred by the possibilities. It was one thing to oppose workplace sexual advances in general; it was another to imagine the specific possibilities of what being with Amit could be like. His power, position and rugged personality made him mysterious. More than a few nights since working for this division, Maya had fallen into blissful asleep in the loneliness of her bed after pleasuring herself with fantasies of him. She had imagined the contrast of his hand caressing every inch of her smooth ebony skin. She had imagined the sting of a gentle assault of her nipples between his teeth, only to brought to orgasm through his tongue’s work on her clit. She moaned imagining his long thick cock getting lost down her throat as it moved back and forth through her full lips. She felt her nipples harden and pussy moisten at the thought of him pounding her love box with his throbbing shaft until it exploded to fill her with his warm creamy juices. The more she contemplated the possibilities, she realized Amit’s new requirements were not “other duties as assigned,” but new benefits being offered.

Then she thought of Sonya. Just the thought of her caused Maya’s stomach to sour and new resolve to rise within her. Although Maya was unsure about what Amit fully had in mind, it was clear what Sonya’s intentions were. She was going to work him over with her body until nothing was left. Maya’s competitive juices began to boil. “Not on my watch,” she said to herself. “Not without a fight.”

Maya locked the stack of court papers on her desk in her file cabinet, instead of putting them in her briefcase to work on at home as she usually did. “I have a new case to prepare for tonight,” she thought to herself, “one I cannot lose.” Tomorrow would either be her last day at Desai & Diwanji or the first day of the rest of her life.

At 8:45 the elevator door opened to the Desai & Diwanji twelfth floor. A two inch black stiletto stepped out of the elevator and onto the floor, exposing a long brown leg laced in matching black fishnet stockings. Sonya exited the elevator. Its doors closed behind her. Sonya stood there and took a deep breath. Many of the desks normally buzzing with activity by this time were vacated. She lifted her chin and began to walk confidently across the long hallway toward her desk. “I will not be a casualty,” she said to herself. “This day is mine.” Fellow workers couldn’t help looking up to notice the fishnet stockings that appeared out of the long black overcoat as she walked by. They all knew whatever she had on her calendar for the day, she meant business. It was game day.

Sonya saw the lights on in Amit’s office. The curtains for his inside glass walls were closed, as they often were when he met with clients or needed privacy. Sonya had never been in Amit’s office alone with the curtains closed. She smiled and felt emboldened at the thought. She promptly marked the arrival of 9:00 with a knock on his door.

She heard his strong voice from behind the door. “Come in please.”

Employees across the floor watched as Sonya opened the door, stepped into the office with a smile and closed the door to the inner sanctum.

“Good Morning, Amit” Sonya said in her most seductive voice, as if she had practiced for the moment.

“Good Morning Sonya,” he replied looking handsome from behind his desk wearing one of his many custom tailored Italian suits.

“Shall I lock this?” she asked maintaining her seductive voice while still standing by the door in her overcoat and holding a small purse.

“It won’t be necessary,” he replied calmly, “unless you prefer.”

She slowly turned the key in the bolt lock until she heard it click. “I feel better knowing you have the freedom to examine me without interruption,” she said coyly.

“Please come in, take your coat off and have a seat,” he said gesturing to the leather chair across from his desk. “There is a lot I would like to accomplish, probably more than we have time for.”

“Me too,” Sonya answered softly with a slight smile. “We will have plenty of opportunities in the months and years ahead,” she added as she strode across the large room toward his desk.

“I like your confidence Sonya,” he said admiring how attractive she was.

Sonya set her purse down next to the leather chair and seized the moment to slowly release the three buttons of her overcoat. She reached up to slip the open coat off her shoulders and into her arm. She smiled with satisfaction seeing the surprised look of lusty approval on his face. Sonya gave a small confident wink with her smile as she stood across from his desk in a classy black velvet ultra-mini dress held on only by small spaghetti straps over the shoulders. Her perfect round firm breasts strained the tiny material at the top of the dress and offered suspense that their release in any direction was imminent. The thin lace trim at the bottom of the dress was barely long enough to cover her small tight ass. Long fishnet-covered legs poured out from her dress and down to the sexiest pair of shoes he had ever seen. She watched as Amit tried to nonchalantly adjust himself behind his desk from his immediate erection.

“May I hang my coat in your closet?” she asked politely feeling confident she had started strong and had Amit right where she wanted him. “He may think he is the one in control,” she thought to herself waiting for an answer. “Maya won’t have a chance when I am done with him.”

“Um, yah, yes, help yourself” he stammered, unable to take his eyes off the bengali beauty before him. “Feel free, and then take a seat,” he added trying to regain composure.

She slowly strode across to the wall closet, taking advantage of every step to sway her velvet covered ass. She hung the coat up, closed the door, and walked across the room as if she were giving a private show on a fashion runway. She leaned forward exposing most of her round brown tits as she slowly lowered herself into the leather chair. The hem of her dress couldn’t help sliding up as she sat, exposing a glance of her matching black thong beneath. Sonya crossed her legs. “Well Amit, shall we begin. I am committed to fulfilling everything you have on your mind for our time together.”

“Before we begin, I need you to sign this please.” Amit slid a single sheet of paper across his desk toward Sonya. “It is a simple waiver that indicates your willing participation in all that takes place in our interview without coercion or being under duress. It also confirms your same willingness to engage in any similar activity as part of your responsibilities to me in the future as mutually consenting adults.”

Sonya read the short statement and smiled as she signed it without reservation. “Bring it on,” she said as she slid it back across the desk to him.

“Thank you.” Amit began the interview as professionally as he could. He attempted not to be distracted by her continual glances, posturing and tones of seduction. He couldn’t help thinking Sonya might single-handedly be responsible for global warming and massive arctic ice melts. For the first two hours, he drilled her on matters of corporate, contract and other forms of law. It was an intensive exhaustive legal examination just short of the bar exam. He knew whichever candidate he hired would need the qualifications as a top paralegal in the city, if not the country.

Sonya answered the questions with smooth calculated accuracy. Her responses were so confident, they almost begged for harder questions to challenge her. Sonya loved being pushed and stretched intellectually.

Time passed quickly for Sonya as she closed in on the second hour of Amit’s relentless legal examination. With every question, she became more aroused. She felt her nipples hardening. Her small black thong had been soaked for more than a half an hour, giving little reason to still have it on. Her stomach stirred. She couldn’t remember when she wanted to devour anyone more ravenously than Amit at that moment. Only the desk separated her from what she knew would redefine ecstasy for him.

“Well Sonya,” Amit said as he pushed the papers in front of him to the side, “you have performed very well. I can’t imagine anyone answering these questions with more expertise than you have demonstrated. I am very impressed.”

“Thank you Amit,” she said with a slight blush. She looked at the clock and realized it was only 11:00.

“We have one final hour remaining for your interview Sonya,” he continued. “I told you yesterday that a key part of this examination will be your ability to demonstrate willing dedication.”

“Yes sir,” she said allowing a smile to escape. She uncrossed her legs, leaned forward assertively, and slowly stood up from the chair. She intentionally refrained from pulling her dress down, allowing the bottom of her wet thong to be exposed to him and the air in the room. “Amit, how can I demonstrate my complete willingness to meet your every need, request, and desire? What can I do to make you absolutely certain there is nothing you could not ask that I would not willingly do, and surpass your expectations in the process?”

“Just asking the question as you have Sonya, goes a long way. You are very convincing. However, as we have learned in our profession, good intentions and words are nice, but only actions prove what is real.”

“Yes sir. I am not here to talk, I am here to prove what is more real than you ever imagined.” Sonya felt a drop of moisture from her drenched thong begin to escape down her inner thigh.

“Initiative is going to be an important part of this examination and your potential work here Sonya. I am already convinced you are willing to do anything I ask. What I need to know are the limits, if any, you have for what you are willing to do on your own initiative.”

“You want to know how far I will go to please you on my own initiative,” she repeated to clarify.

“Yes,” he affirmed.

“How can I prove that to you?” she asked.

“For the next hour, you are completely in charge of what happens in this room.” Sonya’s eyes widened in surprise. “It is the only way for me to know what limitations, if any, you have. You have an hour to use your initiative to prove to me the scope of your willing dedication. Our time for the next hour is yours.”

Sonya felt giddy at the invitation. This was better than she could have imagined. “Amit, I believe nothing shows the scope of a person’s willingness more than sex,” she asserted, losing no time to seize control. “When it comes to sex, there is no limit to what I won’t do.” She felt two more drops descend her inner leg.

Sonya confidently walked around Amit’s desk to his chair. He turned it to face her arrival. She took hold of his Italian silk tie and pulled it up, signaling for him to stand. As he did, she planted her lips onto his, giving him a long passionate kiss. He pulled her close. She immediately felt his member growing hard as it pressed against her pelvis. She moved her hands up to gently slide his suit coat off and dropped it on his chair. She loosened his tie and pulled it over his head. Slowly she unbuttoned his white dress shirt as his hands began to travel over her already sensitive body. She pulled off his shirt and undershirt, revealing his strong chest and six-pack stomach. Sonya moaned with pleasure as her hand caressed the muscular landscape.

Sonya felt the left strap of her dress slide off her shoulder. Amit began to kiss her neck and shoulder while sliding the strap off her right shoulder. Sonya’s knees began to buckle from arousal. She moaned with delight. She quickly moved her hands down to unbuckle his belt, unfasten his pants and lower the zipper with experienced mastery. She slid both hands down the inside of his boxers and slowly lowered herself as she lowered his pants to his ankles. Each inch along the way, she kissed his chest, stopping briefly to nibble on his nipple.

His cock bounced up as it was released from his descending pants. Sonya lowered herself to her knees. Her hands quickly worked to remove his shoes, socks and pants, while her mouth couldn’t resist consuming the large cock pulsating in front of her.

“Aaaghh!” he cried out.

Her tongue worked like a high speed rotor around his shaft as her warm moist mouth consumed it up and down her throat. Amit had never experienced anything like the skills she was putting to work on him. Sonya had waited for this moment and didn’t want it to end. Time slowed. She felt his shaft swell and pulsate in her mouth. Her experience told her he was about to blow like a volcano. She enjoyed every stroke. The thought she was in complete control aroused her all the more.

Then it hit her. “Am I really in control?” she wondered as she continued to bury his large shaft between her lips. She pulled her mouth off of him and looked up.

“Aaaghh!” he cried out, “don’t stop, I’m going to cum. I’m going to cum!”

“Am I really in control?” she asked seductively as she watched the agony on his face.

“If you have to ask, then maybe you aren’t sure yourself,” he quipped.

She stood up next to him and let her dress slip to the floor. He moaned admiringly at her perfect round breasts, flat stomach, tight ass and long fishnet covered legs leading to the two inch stilettos. She walked around his desk to the purse she left next to the chair. She reached in and pulled out four leather straps she brought for just such an opportunity. She cleared the few papers sitting on his desk then reached across it to take his hand.

“Come up here Lover Boy,” she invited. “I’m going to show you there is no limit to what I won’t do.”

Amit’s sack was engorged and his large cock throbbed in agony. “You’re in charge,” he said, “eager to have her finish what she started. He sat on his desk and spun his feet around.

“Lay back,” she ordered and put your hands over your head.” Amit obliged. He felt a leather strap wrap around his right wrist then felt it cinched down as she tied it to the front leg of his desk. She quickly tied the next strap to his left wrist and secured it to the back leg of his desk. She moved to the other end of the desk and attached a strap to his right leg and anchored it down. She repeated the process with his left leg and secured it to the desk. There was something deeply arousing for Sonya to see him spread out on his desk, naked, aroused, helpless, and completely at her disposal.

“That’s better” she said as she walked around the desk to his face. He only smiled. “You look thirsty,” she added. “I know I am.” She climbed on top of him, positioning her face above his still throbbing cock, and lowering her dripping cunt onto his face. “Drink up,” she offered. Sonya smiled as she looked down at his large member begging for attention. She dropped her head with precision, taking his strong member between her lips and forcing it down her throat until it disappeared.

Amit let out a gasp as he lapped up the juices from her already wet pussy. The faster she pumped his cock down her throat, the faster he consumed her clit with his mouth and tongue. They devoured each other like two shipwrecked islanders who hadn’t eaten in a week. He could feel her button get bigger with each pass of his tongue. She moaned as his swollen cock was ready to explode.

Feeling his warm juices ready to flow, she pulled his shaft out of her mouth. He yelled as a large rope of pent-up thick cream exploded across her face. She took his dick back into her mouth and relentlessly pumped the thick creamy jizz down her throat.

The experience of his juices coating her throat put her over the edge. Her hips began to buck as she pushed her neatly shaven bush into his face. Sonya convulsed as she drenched Amit’s mouth and face with her love juices. “Don’t stop,” she demanded, “don’t stop.” He began to suck her pussy lips into his mouth and work his tongue over the swollen surface. Sonya’s body quaked in rapturous delight, until she collapsed on top of him.

After a moment to catch her breath, Sonya realized she had limited time to prove what she was capable of. She took his softened shaft back into her mouth, confident her tongue action would bring it back to attention.

“Oh,” he moaned, “I don’t know if I can so soon.”

“As I prove what I am capable of Amit, you will discover new levels of what you are capable of.”

He was aroused by her confidence. As she continued her magic with her tongue, his mast began to rise. “Come to mamma,” she said. She loved the feel of his member swelling in her mouth.

Sonya sat up and turned her body so she now faced him as she straddled his body. She took his enlarged shaft in her hand and lowered her pussy lips to the head of his waiting penis. She aroused herself by stroking her labia with his firm head. Sonya moaned with delight. Without warning she dropped her body onto his, forcing his shaft to penetrate deep into her love box. They both looked up and let out a moan in response.

Sonya slowly picked up speed as she rode him. Her breasts swayed over him. He wanted so badly to reach up and take her swaying tits in his hands, but remained helpless tied to his own desk. She read his mind and began to caress her own tits as she moved up and down on his shaft. She circled her areolas with her fingers and began to pinch her nipples until they were erect and swollen. “You like that Lover?” she asked knowingly.

She felt his arousal began to grow again in the deep recesses of her pussy. Her muscles grabbed him tighter as she began to pump him faster. She dropped her hands to the desk to lean over him as she continued to rock his body. Her tits swung back and forth begging for attention. His thickening shaft rubbed across her love box bringing her close to another orgasm. Her body took over; her head spun with dizziness. “Oh God, oh God.” Her pace quickened until she let out a deep breath and her body trembled. Muscles deep inside her pussy grabbed his shaft harder. He began to move his hips up and down, draining her of every drop. Her lubricated pussy continued to take him in, pumping him for all he was worth. Suddenly his body shook violently as juices erupted from the deepest recesses of his body. Tremors rippled through their exhausted bodies.

Amit lay limp across his own desk, unable to move. Sonya brought her face near to his and began to kiss his lips. She could taste her own juices still on his lips and in his mouth. She kissed him deeply, drinking in all she could capture.

“You are amazing,” he said. “I will never forget what has just happened here.”

Sonya looked at the clock. It was 11:45. The wheels in her mind began to turn. “Oh Amit, we still have 15 minutes.” He looked up with some surprise that she wanted more. “What I have shown you so far, many are capable of. What I still have for you, few would be willing to attempt.” She reached down to begin to massage his spent member. “Amit, I am now going to prove and demonstrate what real willing dedication is.”

Amit’s curiosity began to churn. Sonya brought her leg over his body and stepped off his desk. She walked back over to her purse and retrieved a small bottle of baby oil. She climbed back on the desk and straddled him as she had before. She poured some oil in her hand and began to massage his lukewarm dick. The oil with the mastery of her massage began to do their work. He was aroused by her beauty and determination. To his surprise, his dick began to respond like hardening clay in her hands. He could already begin to feel the arousal stir within him.

“I need you as big as I can get you for what I have next,” she said with a smile. She pumped his shaft relentlessly as she massaged the slippery oil into him. “Gawd, I love the way you feel.”

Sonya looked at the clock. Time was ticking away. Amit was again hard as a rock. She poured more oil into her hand and began to massage her own ass. As she lubricated it, she slowly slipped her middle finger in, and then her index finger with it, then her ring finger. She methodically lubricated and prepared her ass for the biggest dick ever to penetrate her back hole. Sonya took his still hard dick in one hand and began to massage the entrance of her ass with it. Watching the clock move close to the final hour, she slowly lowered herself onto his member. Two inches of his shaft disappeared. She rose up, allowing some of his dick to withdraw, only to lower herself further a second time. She moaned as half his dick disappeared into her ass. Amit clinched his fists as the edge of his swollen shaft pushed against the tight walls of her readied ass. Sonya rose up one more time, only to push herself completely down onto his body, impaling her with the entire length of his shaft. They both let out a cry of shared pain and delight.

Sonya slowly began to ride her boss, this time with him deep in her ass. Her muscles involuntarily convulsed, grabbing his dick harder than he had ever experienced. She persisted to rock, gradually picking up speed. She moved into an aggressive steady rhythm. Amit’s head began to spin as the pressure on his dick demanded another orgasm. He could feel the force of juices he didn’t know he could still have begin to rise within him. Sonya felt his shaft swelling inside her and saw the effect on his face.

“I want every drop you have left to fill my ass so I will be dripping your cum for days.”

The sound of her seductive voice and words put him over the edge. Loads of cum pushed through his aching dick with the force of a fire hose through a straw. Amit began to buck, ramming his dick further into the willing ass of his employee. Spurts of thick white cream filled deep crevices within her body. Amit collapsed, completely spent under her. “Oh Gawd,” he said breathing hard, “you have completely drained me.”

Sonya looked up at the clock. She watched the second hand make its way around to join the other two hands at the twelve. She leaned forward to put her mouth next to her boss’ ear. “Mmmmm,” she whispered with a smile. “Well, Amit, in only an hour I have demonstrated there is nothing I won’t do. There are no limits to my dedication. There is nothing I am not capable of or not willing to do. With all the force she could muster, she caused her ass muscles to grab hold of his soft cock still deep within her. As you have just experienced Amit, my ass – literally, my ass belongs to you.

Without another word, Sonya slipped off the desk. She quietly unstrapped the leather restraints, freeing Amit, and let them drop to the foot of each leg of his desk. No more words were necessary. Her actions of the last hour spoke for themselves. She slipped her dress over her head. She left the moist thong on his desk as a memento. She gave him a quick kiss on the lips, walked across the room, and unlocked the door. As she opened it she felt the confidence of a lawyer giving an unbeatable closing argument to a jury. She walked through the door and closed it behind her. She whispered to herself, “Case closed.”