He pulled me up to my feet and effortlessly lifted me and sat me on top of the desk. He told me to take off my shirt. I complied and he did the same. ...e stepped once more towards me, and in one swift motion, pushed the hem of my skirt up and above my waist. He stepped back and took me in with his eyes. There I was sitting topless on my bosss desk, the nipples on my perky tits aroused and exposed, my long black hair falling down to the middle of my back, and my long legs spread wide to reveal. " OK that's a somewhat fair analysis, but it's not totally accurate. First off, what is your name?" Mary." Well Mary, I haven't been following you at all, although I have certainly noticed you from time to time. I've had business in your office building and, in fact, at your company, so that explains why you have seen me in your office and building." Business, really? What business?" Well I am working on a proposal for life and health insurance for some of your top executives and have been. This man thing was now stiff and engorged. It has veins along the side and a big reddish-pink helmet head on top. I couldn't imagine how I was going to fit that thing inside of me. Correction: Not inside of me! I mean, not his thing. Not my brother's cock. Nope. That wasn't going to happen. But in the back of my mind, I knew as wet and hot as my pussy still was that it would probably slide right in as deep as it would go. I physically shook my head and said, "No." I leaned back and looked at. The shorter one, he was more of a mystery. His head was strewn with sparsely thinning hair. Thick, black-framed glasses dominated his chubby face, and he adorned a short-sleeved button-down shirt and khakis, like he had just stepped out from doing Jethro’s taxes.“What’re two fine men like yourselves doin’ on my block at 3:45 in the mornin’? Up to no good I’m sure.” Mandi said in her most seductive tone. Jethro looked at her, then turned to the taxman and erupted in a hearty laugh...”I.