CEOs And Office Ho's

The CEO kept staring at Allie's tits while she talked about her resume. She noticed. His eyes jumped from her cleavage to her face and back again like a broken slot machine. "Your qualifications look solid," he said, voice thick. "But let's see how you handle hands-on work." Allie didn't flinch. She kicked off her heels, hiked her skirt, and bent over the desk. The man stood behind her and yanked her panties down like he was unwrapping a gift he already owned. He spit on his cock, pushed in without ceremony. She gasped, forehead pressed to paperwork, knuckles white around the desk edge. He pumped hard, balls slapping her ass, grunting like he had never fucked before. "You want this job?" he panted. "Yes, sir," she moaned, pushing back. When he finished inside her he slapped her ass and told her to clean up on the way out. She had the offer letter before lunch.