Marsha gets even
Written on 17 October 2007 by Da ManIt has been several weeks since that Saturday I strapped my secretary Marsha to my desk and took full advantage of her. Even though no sexual encounters have happened between us since then, she still teases me relentlessly. She has even taken to sitting on my lap when no one else is around. I have on a few occasions made attempts to grab hold of her, she has always pushed off my advances. Still pretty nervous from my last encounter, I have not pushed too hard. Marsha took some time off early in the week, and was working later each day to make up hours. At 5:00 on Friday as the last few people left the building, I knew I was in for some major cock teasing. Marsha was wearing tight black pants and a form fitting orange sweater and had been leaning over my desk sticking her tits and ass in my face all day.
Sure enough as the last person pulled out to the parking lot, Marsha walked into my office (I love that walk) threw her bag on my desk, and leaned over my and grabbed the arms of my chair (giving me a great view down her sweater). She said “Looks like it’s just me and you tonight. I should probably help you finish up these files.” She turned around and sat down on my lap. Knowing any advances would result in her jumping off my lap, I put both my hands on the arms of my chair and did not touch her. I was very busy enjoying her wiggling her ass on my lap, and it was starting to effect me. I leaned back in my chair and closed my eyes. She was caressing up and down my arms, then I felt something strange. She strapped my wrists to the arms of my chair. She had snooped through my office and found the Velcro straps I had used on her a few weeks ago, and was now going to use them to get even with me.
She got off my lap, turned and said “Now its your turn.” She wrapped the straps around my arms and the arms of the chair. I could not move my arms from the elbow down except my fingers. She stood in front of me and pulled her sweater up over her head (I love that pierced belly button). She kicked off her heals, reached down and up buttoned her pants and shook her hips as she wiggled out of her pants.
Little Boss Dominatrix
Written on 17 October 2007 by Da ManDanny met Regina at his work after he’d been there awhile. She had less seniority than him but she made it clear that she was a leader. Often he caught her ordering other lost people around even if they were higher ranked than her. Well, some people would rather be led than to lead. She bossed him around too in her little five foot four frame. She weighed 120 and had sandy blond hair with a nice firm butt on her. At 29 years of age she had already knocked out three kids. One day when she was really in one of her bitchy bossy moods Danny asked her “You could probably be a dominatrix couldn’t you?” “Oh definitely,” she quickly answered and then asked “You’d probably like that wouldn’t you?” Danny hesitated a second only to answer her question by his reaction. “You know it baby,” he laughed.
Well, as things would have it Regina moved up the seniority pole fastly by becoming a supervisor. She was placed in a different area from Danny and he didn’t get to see her that often. After about three months Danny was working in the area right next to the machines Regina was supervising. Danny noticed her talking with another supervisor at about thirty yards in front of him. She moved a bit and her top portion was covered up by the machine she was leaning against. From the waist down was all Danny could see. For the first time he noticed that she had a really prominent looking plump crotch on her. The definite outlines of her extended mound was plain to see. He then concluded that after three kids this was expected. Staring at her mid-section in a day dream, Danny didn’t realize that he was staring a little too hard and Regina in her intelligence quickly saw where he was looking. She approached him smiling real big and asked him “Why don’t you come work on this machine with me? I’ll make sure you get plenty of work to keep you busy.” He didn’t have a chance to answer because Regina was called back to her machine.
