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Modern Girl in Thedas during the Fifth Blight.
She stood straight and arched her back a little, which just pushed her breasts out from behind her clean white blouse.
"I'm afraid that only have two options," she said. "I can fire you immediately, or I can send you through a sexual harassment training course," she said firmly. "I would really like to keep you here. You do have potential. Will you agree to the sexual harassment training?"
I nodded, feeling boxed in and without any choice in the matter.
"Good. We'll begin immediately," she said. "Stand up."
I did as she commanded.
"Remove your belt and pull down your pants," she instructed. I was embarrassed, but did as she said.
"Good, Chris, I'm glad you are cooperative. Pull down your underwear and let me see your cock."
I pulled my underwear down around my knees. My face flushed in humiliation. As she looked it over, my cock began to swell.
"Such a pretty cock, Chris," she said, now much softer. "Show me how you stroke it."
I gripped my cock and slowly began to pull it. Mrs. Weller sat back against her desk and spread her legs, pushing her skirt farther up her thighs. She watched my hand move up and down on my cock for a few seconds before looking up into my face. "Such a good boy, Chris. Get on your knees and come over to me."
I did as I was told, shuffling on my knees over until I was looking almost straight up at her.
"Lick my feet and legs," she said. It was embarrassing, but my cock was as hard as it had ever been. Her smooth legs felt so good as I caressed them, kissed them and licked them. As I did, Mrs. Weller spread her legs wider. She grabbed the back of my hair and pushed my face up into her pussy. I was surprised to feel no underwear, but I quickly forgot about it as she pushed my mouth onto her wet pussy. She let out a moan as I pushed my tongue up inside her folds.
"Ohhh. You are such a naughty slut, Chris," she moaned. "Lick my pussy, Chris. That's it."
My face was soaked with her juice as she ground my tongue and chin against her. "Lick my wet pussy until I come on you, Chris. That's it you little slut!" she said, now pushing her pussy into me. In minutes, she was gushing cum all over my mouth and chin. Her body shuddered and relaxed.
She grabbed my hair and pulled me up to my feet. I thought I was going to get to fuck her, but she had other plans. "Stroke your cock, slut," she ordered. I was so horny, I did what I was told. She turned around and put her elbows on her desk, with her round ass in the air, using a hand to pull her skirt up round her waist. "Come all over my ass, slut!" she commanded. "And don't cum on my clean skirt!" Hearing her orders sent me to climax, and I shot wads of white hot cum across the crack of her ass and her tight anus. My knees buckled, but I caught myself with my hand on her back.
"You naughty boy," she said, craning her head around to look at me. "You made a big mess on Mrs. Weller. You'll have to clean it up." I started to stand up to find a tissue when she ordered me to lie o my back. As I did, she squatted over me, lowering her ass onto my mouth. "Lick up your cum, you slut," she snapped, rubbing my hot cum across my face. I started licking my come off of her ass as it dripped across her asshole. She moaned and I began licking faster. At that moment I wanted only to please her. I licked every drop of cum from her ass and she stood up.
"Good boy," she said, rubbing her pussy. "You must like the taste of hot cum to lick up that much. Do you?"
I didn't know what to say.
"I asked you a question, slut!" she barked. I nodded in shame.
"That's what I thought," she said, leaning across her desk to push her intercom button. "Greg, come in here please," she ordered into the intercom. I started to jump up. God, I couldn't let anybody see me like this! But it was too late. Greg, Mrs. Weller's assistant, must have been right outside the door. He came in and shut the door behind him, staring at me laying there on the carpet with my pants around my ankles and my own come smeared across my face.
"Greg, please sit down