Accidental Exhibition

It was supposed to be a party. Christmas, winter solstice, whatever, the real reason my department was celebrating was we finished the contract we had spent six months on. I'm the youngest executive here at 26, sure my Dad owns the company and gave me this job, but over these six months I proved I deserved this job, we became a team and now it was time to celebrate. I just didn't know where she was, she should be here too.

I've worked at this company for six years and for six years Monica Ross has been right by my side as my personal secretary. My Dad wanted to make sure I had a secretary that I wouldn't sleep with, and while I hadn't, it wasn't from lack of desire. Sure she was twenty years and three months older than me, but I've always had a bit of a milf fetish. Then about two years ago she really got me going. You see, unlike most guys my age, my first exposure to the opposite sex was through some porn at a friends house. His dad had this collection from the eighties and nineties of the giant tit models like Tiffany Towers, SaRenna Lee, Busty Angelique, and others. Those huge implant models blew my young mind, massive tits, small waist, big ass, nothing else really ever appealed to me after that. Now when I first met Monica she was attractive but I wouldn't have guessed she had more than a c-cup and no real ass to speak of, then almost out of nowhere things started to change. She requested time off and came back bigger and better. Over the last two years she has gone from that cute mom next door to this hot plastic fuck doll that gives me a constant erection at the office. The only reason I've never crossed the line with her is she's married. Carl Ross is one of my employees, a decent enough guy, and I ain't looking to break up nobody or get into that kind of drama.

Still, here at the party with a couple drinks in me, I at least wanted to see the woman I was crushing on. See her let that auburn hair out of the bun she normally kept it in, maybe even see her dance, the thought of those large breasts bouncing inside of that stretched blouse already starting to get me stiff.

"Hey Ross, where's Monica? Didn't she come in today?" Someone else asked.

"She was here but I ain't seen the bitch! Someone get me another drink!" Ross had called out already drunk. I didn't know what was going on but now I really wanted to find her. I looked all over, even checked the ladies room, but couldn't find her. I came back to our main floor dejected and a little worried. Had she been quieter lately? We had all been so stressed at work I guess I hadn't noticed but maybe she had. Why hadn't I paid more attention?

I leaned against a support column in the cubical area and let my mind wander a bit. That's when I noticed my office, the blinds had been closed, I never kept them that way. I wanted to always be able to see out onto the floor and have my men and women see me. I made my way over to my office door, pulled on it and found it locked. I fumbled in my pocket for my keys, finally found them, and unlocked the door.

Monica looked up from her desk as I walked in, her hair disheveled, her face red and puffy and her mascara running from her tears. She brought her hands up, trying to hide her tears and her full quivering lips, but then just dropped them and started to just softly cry. I closed and locked the door behind me and rushed over to her desk.

"What's wrong? Are you okay?" I asked as I came right up to her desk.

"I'm fine...go back to your party. I'll be along in a minute." She said sniffling, though the tears hadn't stopped.

"I'm not going anywhere till you tell me what's going on and what I can do to help."

She held up her left hand as if that was an answer to my question. Her cherry blossom nails looked nice, so I told her so. She stopped crying for a bit, stared at me with this shocked expression, and then burst out laughing.

"Oh God, you men are hopeless!" She said wiping tears from her eyes, smearing her makeup as she did.

"I'm sorry, I've had two glasses of the punch that Mark and Anna brought. You wouldn't think it would be that strong considering she's pregnant but I swear it's mostly gin."

"It's not your problem." She said sadly and just held her face in her hands as she started to gently cry again. I know HR has some things to say about employer/employee distance but I couldn't just leave her like this. I came around the desk, crouched down and put my right arm around her shoulders and hugged her to me.

"He left me." she said quietly between sobs.

Slowly the whole story came out. After years of trying to have a baby they had both given up, wanting to keep him interested and knowing how much he liked large breasts, she surprised him with her first boob job. He had encouraged all of her surgeries and expansions from there. Now she had implants in her ass, liposuction on her stomach, collagen injections in her lips, and her breasts had been expanded to a k-cup. I know I'm wrong for this but I was getting hard as she was describing sakarya escort all the changes she had gone through.

Yet despite doing everything he asked, making herself into this perfect sex doll, she found out he was cheating and then he handed her divorce papers. She had signed the final papers today.

"It's been over for a while, but it really just sank in today that it is really over." She said after having been quiet for a while.

"I am so sorry Monica. Why didn't you come to me sooner?"

"I was still hoping we could work it out. I mean I'm almost forty seven and look like this, who's going to want me now?" She stood up and took a couple steps away so that I could get a look at what she saw as a problem.

All I saw was the personification of every dirty fantasy I've had since puberty. Her pretty face with the high cheek bones and button nose over those thick full lips framed by her shoulder length auburn hair. Her broad shoulders made the two pumpkin size breasts under her blouse look slightly more natural. Her figure trimmed down to this tiny waist before flaring out into hips and ass that would make Kim Kardashian jealous, all atop these long legs. Despite the work she had done it was obvious the amount of time she must have spent exercising to keep everything looking just so damn perfect.

She looked down at me, still crouched by her office chair, with a quizzical expression. I didn't dare get up, I was so hard I was afraid I'd tear through my pants.

"Why are you still down there?"

"I got this pain in my back and I can't get up." I lied.

"Oh my gosh! Let me help you!" She flew across the room even as I tried to fend her off but Monica wasn't taking no for an answer. She was so close that when she helped me to my feet, my erection grazed up her thigh.

She looked down to see the significant tent in my pants, then slowly looked up at me. There was some blushing in her cheeks but the smile that crept across her face spoke of more than embarrassment. "Is that because of me?" She asked sheepishly.

My face must have been the brightest shade of red as I slowly nodded that yes it was.

"I'd seen you looking at me before, when you thought I didn't notice. I thought maybe you were just looking at the freak across the room. Are you attracted to me?"

"How could I not be? You are amazing, I think about you all the time. I've wanted to tell you for so long but you were married and I thought you'd freak out about the age difference. You are so lovely and hot, Ross is an idiot." I blurted out all at once.

"You mean, even with all the work I've had done?"

"Yes! Your pouty lips, those magnificent breasts, that great ass, you are my perfect woman."

She looked at me hard, searching my face for a hint of a lie, then her face softened and she leaned toward me. Her lips brushed against mine in a feather-lite kiss. I moved into her, wrapped my arms around her and kissed her full and deep. She stiffened in surprise at first but then we melted into each other. Those amazing tits pressed against my chest, I could feel her hard nipples through her blouse and my shirt. My cock pressed against her thigh, throbbing at the contact with this beautiful creature. Our tongues danced together and we both moaned into the other. That first real kiss seemed to last for an eternity.

My hands moved up and down her back, then began exploring further south. I gently glided my hands over that large and impossibly firm ass, pressing her harder against my raging erection. She broke the kiss and sighed before gasping for air, then she ground herself against me.

"You are really hard. What have you always wanted to do to me? Don't say make love. I mean your real fantasy, the one that has you jacking off in the office bathroom when you are thinking of me."

I almost came at the question. Who knew she had that in her? She moved her right leg between my legs so she could grind her thigh into my crotch. I started to hump against her. She asked the question again.

"I want to fuck those huge tits." I finally managed to get out.

She pulled away from me, looked down at her chest and then brought her hands up to cup those giant pumpkins and push them up, "You mean these little old things?" She asked teasingly.

I shook my head yes as she moved them up and down together, stretching the fabric of the blouse, making those breasts strain against the buttons. I though for a minute they would just pop off and reveal what I've dreamed of for so long but that didn't happen.

"Top left drawer of my desk, there's a bottle of lotion."

I tore myself away from that magnificent sight and threw the drawer open. Everything jostled and shifted around so I had to really dig around to find what we needed. Finally grabbing the bottle, stood up and turned to see her blouse was gone. My eyes feasted on two large porcelain orbs that somehow defied gravity. Without any help from her they hung together with just enough space samsun escort between them to form a perfect runway for my dick. Each one was capped with a large reddish brown areola with a thick dark pink nipple that stood proudly out to greet the world. They pointed away from each other, as if they were heading in two different directions, I really hoped they wouldn't mind coming together for me.

She reached up to grab a breast in each hand and pressed them together and up, "What are you waiting for?" She asked in a sultry tone.

I pounced on her, pulling her to me and kissing her hard and hungry. Then I broke the kiss and trailed kisses down her jawline to her neck. Her head moved back in a soundless cry as I kissed, nibbled and sucked down and around her neck, before moving toward the objects I had lusted over for so long. I put the lotion in my pants pocket so I had both hands free. I grabbed her tits, surprisingly soft despite being so large and firm. I worshiped them with my mouth and hands, finding where her sensitive spots were and focusing my attention there before moving down to her areolas. She gasped as my tongue moved from the cream colored skin to the darker circles. Her gasp turned to moans as I moved closer to her erect nipples. Her moans turned to cries of pleasure as my mouth claimed those peaks.

I suckled one as I pinched the other. Her hand came up and held the back of my head, keeping me on her right nipple. "Harder! I like it harder. Nip it with your tee...OH YES!" She shouted as I complied. I mauled her breasts, slapped them, gripped them hard, bringing enthusiastic cries tearing from her mouth. I was so hard just from playing with her tits, I didn't want to wait any more. I reached into my pocket and pulled out the lotion. She smiled as I raised the bottle up and squeezed the cream on her chest, a precursor to what I was fixing to do. She helped me rub the lotion into that massive expanse of flesh and silicone until they glistened.

She pushed me back until my hips hit her desk and then proceeded to undo my belt and pants. She knelt down and pulled my boxers down, allowing my dick to finally spring into full view. She didn't let it stay out for long, once it had stopped bouncing in the air she grabbed it with her lotion slicked right hand and began coating my shaft with lotion as her left hand played with my balls. The head of my cock disappeared behind those plump ruby lips. My eyes rolled back into my head as she sucked and licked. Finally sure I was at my full length she pulled her head away and rose up to embrace my shaft with those amazing tits.

"Is this what you've always wanted boss? Your big tit secretary on her knees, with your cock buried in her cleavage? These giant breasts, impossibly firm yet soft sliding up and down your shaft, causing that load to boil in your balls." She paused just long enough to spit down her cleavage to where she had hidden my dick in that velvety cavern, then looked up at me with a smile as she began rocking into me as my hips started thrusting against her.

"I hope you have a big load for me. I love cum! I want to feel you explode between my tits, watch it fly up to hit my face and paint the top of these gorgeous tits. Then I'm going to sit on that desk, lift up my skirt and eat every single bit of your cum while you eat my pussy till I orgasm and your hard again. Then I want your big, hard cock in my cunt! I want you to take me on my desk, I want to ride you on the floor, I want to fuck you standing up. This whole office will smell of our sex for days. I'm your fucking secretary now. Take me whenever you want me, however you want me, you own this fucking body, use me!"

I wanted to hold out longer but her dirty talk pushed me over the edge. I roared as my whole body convulsed and arcs of white cream flew from between her tits to hit her nose, cheeks, mouth and chin. I just kept pumping out shot after shot, I'd never had an orgasm this strong and soon she was glazed from tits to teeth.

"Oh my God! You really needed that didn't you. You had all that for little old me?" Her ruby red smile stood out through the gallon of cum now dripping from her face. Her tongue moved languidly around her lips, gathering my cream and she made sure I saw her take it into her mouth, savor the taste, and then swallow.

Her eyes were bright as she looked up at me, lustful and happy. I reached down and helped her to her feet. Turning her around so she was against the desk, it only took a fraction of a second for me to have her skirt on the floor. It was my turn to get on my knees and I kissed down her smooth belly, tongued her navel, then grabbed the elastic band of her panties with my teeth. It took some work but I finally got that last item of clothing off of her and onto the ground.

Monica sat on the edge of her desk and spread her legs wide. All the while she used her index and ring finger of her right hand to gather up my cum and suck it into her mouth. She was working on cleaning her face off first and urfa escort I had to tear my eyes from that hot as hell sight to see my objective. Her left hand was between her legs spreading her pussy lips wide. She was completely hairless, obviously recently waxed as there was no sign of a single hair anywhere on her venus mound. Her hole was a reddish pink, gaping and glistening with her juice like ripe fruit waiting for my mouth.

I moved between her legs, put one hand on each thigh and began to massage the taut muscles as I leaned forward and kissed along her waist. I moved down slowly, enjoying the taste of her skin on my tongue. She brought her left hand up and ran her fingers through my hair and pulled me closer to her, not directing me where to go, just wanting more of me against her. I heard her still slurping away on her fingers, the thought of her eating every bit of my cum was so hot, I could feel my dick already starting to stir back to life.

I kept kneading her thigh muscles with my hands, feeling the tight muscles finally start to relax as my mouth made its way to her venus mound. I kissed, licked and nipped at the soft covering of her pubic bone. Her breath hitched and she pulled me closer, grinding into my face. Taking encouragement from that I kept assaulting the area with my mouth, while I brought my hands up her thighs and began tracing my fingers lightly around her pussy lips.

"I don't think I ever want to leave this spot. It's so warm and inviting. Your skin is so soft, I think I could just sleep here the rest of my life, wake up and play with your pussy and then go back to sleep." I said as she started to moan more. Her fingers tightened in my hair as I brought my fingers closer to her pussy lips.

"I love the smell of you. Not that fruity wash you must use." I ground my nose into her flesh and inhaled deeply, exhaled, inhaled again and then kissed her, "No, that smell. The smell of sweat and arousal. A lovely, musky perfume that tells me that my woman wants me. You do want me don't you? You want me to keep going? To drag the moans and sighs out of you, leave you trembling in passion, to claim your body with my lips, my fingers, my cock. Monica just your taste and smell are making me so hard."

I look up at her, she's pulled her right breast aside so she can look down at me. Our eyes meet and I can see the affect that I'm having on her. There is fear, lust and longing in her deep brown eyes. She wants to believe me, to lose herself in my words and actions. I keep that eye contact as I at last bring my fingers to her pussy lips, trapping each one between my thumb and forefinger and gently roll them. She gasps but her eyes stay with mine as I trace my tongue down to find the tiny nub of her clit. Her head flies back and she tries to yell but she doesn't have enough air. I press my attack, gently bringing my lips around her most sensitive spot and sucking slow and steady, my right hand moving inside of her lips so I can probe inside of her with two fingers. She's so wet it's nothing for them to sink up to my knuckles. I twist my hand around, feeling for her g-spot. My left hand has moved to press against her pubic bone, deeply massaging the v of her as I keep sucking, keep fingering.

I can hear her fighting for every breath, I can only see her glorious breasts swaying above me as she is using her right hand to brace herself against her desk. She's pulling my hair with her left as she begins humping frantically against my face. I'm not moving any faster, forcing myself to take my time, feeling her tremble against me. My fingers finally reach their goal and the room is filled with this sharp keening sound, her vaginal muscles clamp down hard on my fingers as her legs clamp around my head. She is shaking uncontrollably from the waist down, I can feel her thighs spasming against my cheeks. I'm held immobile as she is swept up in the most powerful orgasm I've ever seen.

She starts pushing me away from her and reluctantly I give in. Her thighs are trembling like she's having a seizure and her once creamy white skin is a deep shade of red all over. She curls up into a ball on her desk, scattering papers and pens, knocking her laptop off the desk to clatter onto the floor below. Her mascara is smeared all over her face and she looks to be crying.

I'm concerned now and rush over to her, cupping her face in my hands, asking if she's okay, if she needs me to call a doctor. She gives me a weak smile, still struggling to get her breathing under control, still writhing and trembling. "I'm...cumming." She finally manages to say. She would tell me later that this was only the second multiple orgasm of her life. That what I was doing with my mouth and hands combined with my words had triggered a chain reaction in her that she hadn't had since she was in her twenties. All that would come later though, for now I just got onto the large oak desk and held her to me as her body slowly made its way back to normal.

Monica's body finally stilled and I felt her breathing become steady. I thought for a moment she had fallen asleep till I felt her wriggle her ass against my now fully revived prick. I reached around her waist and held her against me, grinding myself against her perfect ass. She moaned and giggled in delight.