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I Took a Load in My Pussy From My Assistant

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Paul leaned over me and slowly started kissing my neck and licking his way upward. He sucked on my earlobe and I tried my best not to moan as I felt his warm breath in my ear.

I made it. I was the boss bitch and everyone respected me. I may have been lonely but I had worked my way up the corporate ladder and was now the CEO of a successful technology company. My salary kept me warm at night with my designer suits and shoes, my closest confidants.

It was a lonely life. I hadn’t realized how lonely I was until I hired Paul, a handsome and much younger man. He was tall and well-built, and his French accent was mesmerizing. He had been the first to answer the ad for a personal assistant and his smile had been as irresistible as it was now.

After finishing my work for the evening, I closed my laptop and turned on the TV to watch some porn. I switched to the PPV channels and found a video with a man that looked strikingly similar to Paul.

He was fucking a young, pretty girl and I figured if my assistant was going to have sex, that was who he would probably choose. Of course, he wouldn’t want an old, unmarried woman like me. I had spent my life so focused on my career that I had barely noticed when all of my friends got married and started having kids. I didn’t have time for such nonsense and I went about my life just as I always had, fighting my way into my current position of glory, in a world ruled by men. I had worked so hard to get where I was, I hadn’t even realized I would feel this way at the top. I thought that I would finally be happy when I got here but now something was missing from my life.

With my eyes fixed on the TV screen, I sunk my finger inside of me as I watched the man who looked like Paul fuck that pretty girl and I let my mind pretend that I was that girl and that Paul was going to take me like that.

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