I took thetime to admire her. She was short, maybe 5'4". She had shoulderlength blonde hair, with dark roots. An OK face, but as I said she wassexy...more than pretty. Small breasts and a small waist, encased in acolorful tight spandex gym outfit. Good legs. She was obviously inexcellent shape, and an imposing figure despite her lack of height.She said her name was Angel. "You may call me Mistress Angel. You maysay, 'Yes, Mistress Angel' or 'No, Mistress Angel', and you will notspeak. I know you are excited, as am I. I turn in your arms and we kiss. It is a long, gentle exploration. We break apart and you smile, I smile, we are together at last.You take my hand and start toward the table. I instead pull you to the couch. I push you down on it, then crawl on top. This kiss is primal, it is seeking, and it is fire. My hands behind your head give you little option but to comply, like you would fight it anyway. Your hands roam my back and settle on my ass. You grasp it tightly. She has nice skin, and an excellent mouth. Anyway, I stopped into her domain (as I knew her before) just to chat a bit. One thing led to another, and the matter of staffing came about. We spoke about mutual interests and her staffing needs. Next thing I knew, I'd signed on the dotted line as a new supervisor of a very young staff of employees.After a few days of orientation and being introduced to staff, we left the workplace to do some private conversation that was not for the rank and file. That big ass and pussy all up it the air. Rhonda starts making her ass wiggle. My dick instantly started to get hard. While still bent over Rhonda starts backing towards me. Grabs my dick softly pulls on it. That big ass is now against me. Feels so soft. While she is stroking my dick softly Rhonda starts to roll her hips. How does this feel? she ask. It feels good. She stops. Gets on her knees. Places the head of my dick in her mouth. Hmmmm! [Rhonda goes] Her lips are so soft. Her my mouth is.