Thistle

With a door slowly creaking open a head peered in surveying the room. The office was empty, they had finally found a room to let all the tension out. A figure slipped inside, a mischievous grin drawn upon his face, with his apprentice at his heel, her hand stuck intertwined with his. Would she be good, do as she was told he thought, or would it be fun for her to try her best to show some resilience.

Pulling her to the wall next to a big opened window, he pinned her hands up high against the cold surface. Seeing the glimpse of a smile as she bit down hard on her lip, the “man in charge” began to take what was his for the lunch break. In a flash his lips were against the smooth skin of her neck, a sharp gasp coming from her as his teeth sunk gently into the tender flesh. Nibbling away contently, it was aparant she too wanted this as much as he did, as the long bare legs coming down from her skirt began to curl round his. He didn't want her to think he was being too nice however.

With a flash, he gripped her arm and waist and turned her slender frame around, pushing her chest and face to the wall. The hand on her waist immediately trailing down and lifting the black pencil skirt his eyes were fixated upon. With a soft whisper, he let her know that this was all for him “I hope you perform as good as you look”. He heard a giggle escape from the now hidden lips and quickly silenced her by pulling hard on the red fabric thong he had his fingers wrapped around.

Making haste, he slipped the thong to the side, watching as it's tightness put pressure on the cheek of her ass. He was swift to undo his trousers, revealing his already hard cock, she was yet to feel.

Running his tongue against two of his fingers, he leaned in close to slip her some more words as he run the now wet fingers against her even wetter pussy. “I better not hear a peep from that mouth…” he moaned. She nodded in acceptance, but it abruptly stopped as she was made aware of his cock spreading her tight lower lips. Her breath heavier, condensation building up in the window beside, he began to furiously in and out her, the soft sounds of moans and yelps filling the cold office. As his pace quickened, her grip on the wall loosened, he was close just as she was too. He laughed at the thought of giving her much needed release and differed away from it quickly. Pulling out, one hand against her head,he vigorously finished himself off, his seed soon running against the curves of her ass and her tender, thick thighs. He was glad he denied her orgasm, this was for him not her. With one final snigger, he pulled her now stained thong back to its position, and quickly vacated the room content.