to focus on her again, she stood over him tall and commanding. Completely naked. For some reason, that didn’t seem strange.
‘Are you going to fuck me?’ he asked as she knelt to unbutton his shirt. It bothered him how badly he hoped she would. Surely he should be thinking only of Darlene.
‘Possibly.’
With a hand he seemed to have little control over, he cupped the witch’s full breasts, his thumb lingering over the heavy press of her nipples. He wanted to taste, but he couldn’t lift his head from the pillows. He managed to raise his hips as she undid his trousers and eased them down over his butt. His balls felt full. His cock stood thick and stiff like the trees outside the window.
It was hard to tell what was real and what was just the result of the spell, and he was well past caring when Sally squatted over his face. She splayed her pussy, smoothed her creaminess onto her fingers and brought it his lips. Her fragrance penetrated the fog. As she slipped her fingers into his mouth, he suckled her taste, breathed her fragrance, and everything became clear, sharply focused.
‘Remember now,’ she spoke inside his head. ‘See clearly, more clearly than you saw the first time. Remember Darlene, be with her again. Pay attention.’
He had worked late. He thought he was alone in the building until he heard sounds down the hall. He figured it was the pipes groaning. Abacus Accounting was in an old building. But pipes didn’t giggle.
How could it have been only three weeks ago? His desire for Darlene filled him so completely it was as though he had never not wanted her.
He pushed back from his computer, listening, holding his breath. Sure enough, someone somewhere was giggling. On tiptoe, he moved down the hallway past his boss’s darkened office toward the conference room, with its big window and vertical blinds, incongruous in the 19th century building.
Through the cracks in the carelessly drawn blinds, he could see the HR manager, Ted Engels, in the chair at the head of the mahogany table. Spread in front of him, like the business of the day, was Darlene. She sat splay-legged, skirt hiked over her hips to reveal the exquisite pillows of her pale bottom.
She wore black suspenders with a matching bra, which Ted had pushed off her shoulders along with the black silk blouse. Movie star breasts, crowned with large peek-a-boo nipples, spilled over the rumpled lace, rising and falling with excited breath. One hand curled in Ted’s mussed hair, the other braced against the table.
Mick’s hands found the quickest route to his fly, releasing his heavy cock. Jealousy tinged voyeurism making his arousal sharp edged and tense. He had wanted Darlene since she joined the billing department two months ago. She was perfection, slender yet curvy, large blue eyes, ripe fruit lips displayed against a sweet cream complexion and all curtained in a lush tumble of blonde hair. He wasn’t alone in his lust. All of the men at Abacus wanted her.
As Ted pulled away, Mick got a glimpse of her smoothly shaved pussy, every fold of it, every bud of it displayed for worship. There was no mistaking Ted’s piety as he fumbled to free his cock while she whimpered in a little girl voice, begging him to fuck her.
But Ted was no match for a goddess. He only managed a few hard thrusts before he grunted out his wad and cursed his frustration. Caught in the throes of his release, he didn’t see Darlene roll her eyes in irritation.
‘I’m sorry! I’m sorry! I couldn’t hold back,’ he gasped when he could finally speak again.
‘It’s all right, Ted.’ Her words were tightly wrapped in a forced smile. ‘Just finger me until I come.’
Still struggling for breath, he pulled out of her pussy, plopped down in the chair and began awkwardly stroking her.
As Mick dug in his pocket for a handkerchief, about to come himself, he realised Darlene’s gaze was locked on him, her mouth curled in a wicked smile. He came then, jerking and
‘Are you going to fuck me?’ he asked as she knelt to unbutton his shirt. It bothered him how badly he hoped she would. Surely he should be thinking only of Darlene.
‘Possibly.’
With a hand he seemed to have little control over, he cupped the witch’s full breasts, his thumb lingering over the heavy press of her nipples. He wanted to taste, but he couldn’t lift his head from the pillows. He managed to raise his hips as she undid his trousers and eased them down over his butt. His balls felt full. His cock stood thick and stiff like the trees outside the window.
It was hard to tell what was real and what was just the result of the spell, and he was well past caring when Sally squatted over his face. She splayed her pussy, smoothed her creaminess onto her fingers and brought it his lips. Her fragrance penetrated the fog. As she slipped her fingers into his mouth, he suckled her taste, breathed her fragrance, and everything became clear, sharply focused.
‘Remember now,’ she spoke inside his head. ‘See clearly, more clearly than you saw the first time. Remember Darlene, be with her again. Pay attention.’
He had worked late. He thought he was alone in the building until he heard sounds down the hall. He figured it was the pipes groaning. Abacus Accounting was in an old building. But pipes didn’t giggle.
How could it have been only three weeks ago? His desire for Darlene filled him so completely it was as though he had never not wanted her.
He pushed back from his computer, listening, holding his breath. Sure enough, someone somewhere was giggling. On tiptoe, he moved down the hallway past his boss’s darkened office toward the conference room, with its big window and vertical blinds, incongruous in the 19th century building.
Through the cracks in the carelessly drawn blinds, he could see the HR manager, Ted Engels, in the chair at the head of the mahogany table. Spread in front of him, like the business of the day, was Darlene. She sat splay-legged, skirt hiked over her hips to reveal the exquisite pillows of her pale bottom.
She wore black suspenders with a matching bra, which Ted had pushed off her shoulders along with the black silk blouse. Movie star breasts, crowned with large peek-a-boo nipples, spilled over the rumpled lace, rising and falling with excited breath. One hand curled in Ted’s mussed hair, the other braced against the table.
Mick’s hands found the quickest route to his fly, releasing his heavy cock. Jealousy tinged voyeurism making his arousal sharp edged and tense. He had wanted Darlene since she joined the billing department two months ago. She was perfection, slender yet curvy, large blue eyes, ripe fruit lips displayed against a sweet cream complexion and all curtained in a lush tumble of blonde hair. He wasn’t alone in his lust. All of the men at Abacus wanted her.
As Ted pulled away, Mick got a glimpse of her smoothly shaved pussy, every fold of it, every bud of it displayed for worship. There was no mistaking Ted’s piety as he fumbled to free his cock while she whimpered in a little girl voice, begging him to fuck her.
But Ted was no match for a goddess. He only managed a few hard thrusts before he grunted out his wad and cursed his frustration. Caught in the throes of his release, he didn’t see Darlene roll her eyes in irritation.
‘I’m sorry! I’m sorry! I couldn’t hold back,’ he gasped when he could finally speak again.
‘It’s all right, Ted.’ Her words were tightly wrapped in a forced smile. ‘Just finger me until I come.’
Still struggling for breath, he pulled out of her pussy, plopped down in the chair and began awkwardly stroking her.
As Mick dug in his pocket for a handkerchief, about to come himself, he realised Darlene’s gaze was locked on him, her mouth curled in a wicked smile. He came then, jerking and
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