Daddies Brat

As soon as I stepped out of the shower, I drank half a bottle of red wine to celebrate. The warmth it brought went straight to my pussy and filled it with overwhelming need.

I lay down in bed and rhythmically massaged my clit with my vibrator. I dreamed of Mr. Morris’s hands on my waist while he kissed my neck, bending me over his desk in front of the window, teasing my holes, and finally slamming his beautiful cock into me. I came so hard my head was swimming. I continued cumming repeatedly, trying to fulfill the need that this man, my near future boss, had gouged into me. I fell asleep with my hand holding my throbbing pussy.

A week later

I made sure to be a little early instead of rushing in, like the day of my interview. I dressed business casual in dark flowy pants and a green blouse. The pants were long enough to cover my black vans. There was no way I was wearing those heels again without breaking them in; my feet still hurt. I left my hair down but pinned some pieces back with delicate pins. My makeup was simple but still enough for work.

The beautiful receptionist looked at me more warmly than when I first met her and said, “Mr. Morris should be in his office, but it’s still a little early so he may have stepped out for coffee.” She pulled out a little notepad and pen. “Speaking of coffee, what is your preference? I like to buy coffees for the new employees as a sort of welcome.” She spoke so sincerely and smoothly that I hung on every word.

“I typically get a hot mint green tea in the mornings. I really only get coffee on stressful days,” I replied, holding up my large coffee cup.

The desk phone rang, and she waved at me, smiling goodbye. I started towards Mr. Morris’s office.

Once near his door, I finished my coffee and popped in a few strawberry mints. His door was almost closed, but only a sliver of sunlight showed through the opening.

I didn’t want to disturb him if he was busy since I was still technically thirty minutes early.

I softly stepped up to the door and looked inside. I saw Mr. Morris sitting in his desk chair away from the door, and I could only see his right arm and leg. I thought I saw him typing on his computer, so I moved to knock but froze.

There was a girl with long dark hair tied up on a table, teased and fucked by a man while others watched, on his screen. I was frozen in disbelief at what I was seeing. My eyes moved to where Mr. Morris’s hand was undoubtedly stroking his cock. Without realizing it, I moved closer to the door, and the old floor creaked under me.

Fear shot up my spine, and I couldn’t help becoming even more aroused at the thought of being caught. Mr. Morris didn’t notice, so I inched forward, but this time I was too greedy, and the floor again gave away my position. Mr. Morris turned his chair, not seeing me at first, but as soon as we locked eyes, his cock throbbed in my full view shooting out load after load. As soon as his groans softened, I bolted into the bathroom down the hall.

I was so embarrassed that I stayed in the bathroom until it was three minutes before 8. As I walked towards his door, each step almost made my knees buckle and my clit throb.

I returned to Mr. Morris’s office with false confidence. I stepped into the open door, but he wasn’t in the room. I sat at his desk and noticed his computer and everything else were locked and powered down. I sighed, hoping I didn’t just lose my job.

I called the front desk receptionist, and almost immediately, her sultry voice, asked, “How can I help you?”

“Yes, Hi, this is Vera, Mr. Morris’s assistant. I returned from the restroom to start the day, and he doesn’t seem to be here.” I held the phone a little too tight, trying to sound calm after earlier events.

“Oh, Yes! He is waiting for you in meeting room B to go over your first day.” I could hear her flipping through the pages of the local magazine. I thanked her and promptly gathered myself to face Mr. Morris.

I knocked on the door of a room tucked into the back hallways of the museum. They called it the old wing since it was a part of the original building before the renovation. Mr. Morris opened the door, and inside, the room was smaller than his office, with a large table in the middle and not much room for anything else.

He shut the door firmly and positioned himself between me and the door leaning against the table. He was as stone cold as ever. It took everything in me to hold his gaze as he searched for words to say. I was already so aroused just being near him that my nipples ached, and my clit demanded attention. This was it, and I knew it. I mentally prepared for the embarrassing conversation, ultimately resulting in the loss of my job.

After what seemed like hours went by, he gently cleared his throat. “Vera, I just want to apologize immensely for what you walked in on earlier. I have no excuse for my actions, and I hope you can forgive me and we can move forward. However, I would completely understand if you’d like to leave.” He didn’t look at me but instead at my hands as they fiddled with anxiety. Was he just as embarrassed as I was?

I didn’t dare look at him as I said these words. “I worked too hard for this opportunity, so I definitely won’t be leaving over something silly like seeing you jerk off.”

I was surprised at my boldness, and so was he. He met my eyes and studied me before asking with gentle excitement, “So if we can put this behind us, you would still be my assistant?”

He became the relaxed and seductive man I had met during my interview.

My heart pounded because the idea in my brain to seduce this man was too strong. He shifted his weight onto the hip, bracing the table. I took this opportunity to lean in closer to him gently. He watched me move but stayed stone still.

Once I was close enough to smell his sweat and cologne, my knees turned to jelly, and I slid to his feet. I looked at his crotch and then slowly up at him. The blush in my cheeks went through my entire body when I met his stormy gaze. He looked in disbelief down at me; I liked that.

I laid my hand on his thigh and hooked my fingers in his pocket, tickling the skin underneath.

“Mr. Morris, I think you would like me being your assistant just as much as I would love to assist you in … any matter.” I ran my fingertips up his shirt to touch the delicate skin of his stomach. I realized he hadn’t said anything, so I started to pull my hand away.

He grabbed my hand gently but firmly. “Don’t you dare stop, Vera. You have no idea what you are doing to me. You’ve introduced me to a new drug with which I can’t wait to surround myself.” He grabbed both my hands and pulled me up in front of him.

He picked me up and set me on the grand table in front of him. This way, there wasn’t a significant height difference. I could see the thunderstorm in his eyes. He moved a long strand of hair from my face and lingered on my ear for a moment. I couldn’t take it anymore and grabbed his belt loops, pulling his hips and face to mine. Our eyes met for a moment before he placed his lips on mine, bringing my lower lip into his mouth and nibbling. This sent shockwaves to my soaking pussy.

I started rubbing my hips deeper into his to feel some relief. He put his arm around my low back and thigh to pull me closer to him while we tasted each other. I unbuttoned his pants while he placed gentle bites and kisses down my neck. His pants fell to the floor, and immediately my eyes were enthralled by the sight in front of me. He wasn’t wearing any underwear at all!

“After you caught me earlier, my cock hasn’t been able to calm down, so I ditched them in my desk,” he said close to my ear while kissing it. I could feel his smile through his kisses. His cock was beautifully long and thick, with lush curls surrounding it. I couldn’t stop looking at it, imagining it filling me in various ways.

I moved away from him to remove my shirt, exposing my naked breasts and aching nipples. He let out a soft sigh when the fabric left my body. He kneeled before me, taking one nipple into his mouth while massaging the other breast. I moaned as his tongue circled my nipple and his teeth gently grazed it. My fingers buried themselves into his long hair, desperately asking for more. He teased his hand down my body as he sucked on the less loved nipple. He made sure to tease everywhere but my pussy. I started to whine from the tease and dissatisfaction.

He immediately stopped and pulled away. I spun my face in shock at him. He stood up and bent me over the table so fast I had no time to prepare. I couldn’t help a giggle at the change in his tone.

“Vera, one thing I do not tolerate is whining,” he says as he reaches under me to undo my pants, releasing them to the floor and exposing my pale ass to the air. The cold of the room hit my pussy, immediately increasing the hotness of my body. “If you want something, Vera, you will ask like a good little girl instead of whining like a spoiled brat.”

This was no longer the cold man I had met before. His voice was so husky and filled with lust. I wanted to give this man anything he wanted to feel him inside me. He pulled my thong down and brought his hand down on my ass quickly and hard. The shock caused me to jump, but he held me firmly in place with a hand on my waist. The sting of the slap radiated electricity through my pussy. “Do you understand, Vera?” he asked as he slowly spread me open.

I was so shy I couldn’t speak for a moment, but a second slap on my ass caused me to cry out, “Yes, sir, I understand.” My breathing was so heavy I could barely talk.

“Good girl. Is this what you want so badly?” He rubbed his cock between my folds but was careful not to let it inside. Just this sensation is enough to grant me a few quick orgasmic throbs.

I arched my hips and begged him, “Please, Claude, let me feel you inside me.”

As soon as he heard his name, he grabbed my hips hard, causing my head to spin. He angled his hips and rubbed his cock head into me only halfway deep. We both moaned in agreement about how good the other felt. I was so close to the edge that I tried to wiggle him deeper into me. He obliged by slamming himself till he is entirely inside me, pushing against my cervix. The motion caused me to instantly cum around his cock, sending wave after wave of pleasure through my body.

When I relaxed, he slapped my ass hard again and again. He leaned forward into my ear while gently thrusting. “Next time, you will ask me permission to cum,” he says, using one hand to rub my clit. My ass ached as he continued to tease me.

“Yes, Sir,” I said as I held my ass open for him. “Please use me for your pleasure and my own.”

With this, he grabbed my long hair and gently arched my back, so my face was close to his. We kissed while he fucked me deeper and faster. He teased my nipples and clit causing me to wiggle in his hold. He buried his head into my neck, biting the tender skin of my throat. With each thrust, his breathing grew harder and harder in my ear like the finest wine touching my tongue. I couldn’t take much more of this, and from how his hands gripped my hips, he couldn’t either.

A smile crept on my face with an idea. I tightened my pussy muscles around him and started to bounce back onto him harder.

He moaned louder, feeling me squeeze around him. He pulled his head from my neck and breathily asked, “Vera, Where can I cum?”

I hadn’t thought of that, but an urge forced me to crave his cum deep inside me.

“Cum inside me, Claude. Fill me up and make me yours.” I was so greedy I used my muscles to milk his cock inside me. He was about to say something when he grabbed me close and slammed his cock balls deep into me. His eyes fluttered while he released everything he had in me. Both of us were breathing heavily and released our hold on each other.

“Wait, Vera, don’t move,” Claude told me as he spread me open to see his cum dripping from my pussy. He smirked a bit and gave my ass a light smack. “Give me your underwear and meet me back in my office after you freshen up. We are very behind schedule.”

I was stunned as he effortlessly put his clothes on and steadied himself. I tossed my thong to him as he moved to the door, but before opening it, he looked at me and gave my panties a long inhale. He stuffed them in his pocket as he said, “I look forward to working with you for a while, Vera.” He smiled at me, closing the door behind him.

I shuffled into my clothing, feeling his cum dripping down my thigh. I freshened up in the bathroom and passed the front desk, excited to be with Claude again. As I passed by, I glanced at the front desk attendant and saw she had a name tag today.

“Hi… Sandra,” I said as I passed, hopeful she didn’t look at me too hard.

Sandra watched Vera move, and the smell trailing her was intoxicating. She saw the flush of her cheeks and her long hair in knots. Sandra bit her lip and blushed herself.

“Perhaps Claude has finally found someone he can keep and not fire this time,” she thought and laughed to herself. She started flipping through magazines once again.This belongs to NôvelDrama.Org - ©.