“If he doesn’t get off my back with all this shit, I swear today will be my last day!”

He was fuming, I had never seen him this pissed off, although secretly I loved it when he got pissed off.

“Five years I’ve worked in this damn company, the last thing I’m gonna stand for is some little prick right out of his Ivy league school telling me what to do,” he slammed his fist down on the desk.

“Calm down Robert,” I said.

For the past four years I had been his assistant and I’d been his lover for the past two years. The best thing about our relationship was that no one knew about us, he was after all married and happily so. There are just some things that a woman can’t always take care off, and for those things he has me. I’m always glad to be of service as long as I don’t let my heart get in the way. That’s the hard part about falling for a straight man, they can never truly be yours.

“He’s just a little overcome with new power, you’ll see. His type never last for long, you got rid of the one before him you’ll get rid of him too.”

I was trying my best to be comforting and encouraging, but he was shaking with anger. It was really turning me on.

“Come here!” he commanded.

The strength of his voice sent shivers up my spine. I knew what he wanted. This was how it always went. I walked over and made sure his office door was securely locked, and then I walked over to his chair. He turned to face me; I could see the lust and desperation in his eyes.

I got on my knees and spread his legs open. I looked up at him and he nodded approvingly. I then unzipped his pants and pulled out his massive cock. He wasn’t hard yet, but even soft he was a sight to behold. At least eight inches soft and very thick once hard he was almost ten inches, for the longest time it was hard for me to get used to his girth. I start by pulling on the foreskin with my tongue and gently chewing on it, he loves it when I do that. Then I worked my magic on the head of his cock. I could taste a small trace of pre cum in his slit, having wet his head I worked to take his cock in my mouth. I could feel the rush of blood fill his shaft until he was fully erect. There was nothing I liked better than feeling his man meat growing hard in my mouth. It was almost enough to make me cum.

His moans of approval pressed for me to go deeper and so I tried to relax the best I could in order to take more of it in. I loosened my jaw and worked more of it in my mouth, remembering to breath through my nose. I plunge down on him until my head was buried in his thick bush, my nostrils filled with his masculine scent. That was one of the things about him I loved the most, his sweaty scent that told me he was all man. I worked my tongue all over his cock, by now I knew what he liked best. When he was in moods like these, I knew exactly how to work him quickly to release all that stress.

His strong