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By Anonymous

Mary had been working for me for three weeks and she was driving me crazy. She's a petite little thing with a fantastic figure and full, mouth-watering tits. Since I had hired Mary as my secretary all I could think about was fucking her in that perfect little ass.
Maybe if Mary didn't wear those damn tight jeans that push right into the crack of her ass, I would have been okay, but as things stood, all I could think about was that ass.
Both sides of her chubby little lips were fully defined by the clothing she wore and I wondered if they gave her a kind of sexual push. Everything about Mary spelled sex. Just 20 and with her blonde mass of curls and big brown eyes, it seemed that a kind of sensual steam flowed from every part of her.
I was always threatening to jump on that cute ass. She would wiggle it playfully then laugh her way out of the office. All in good fun, until the night we had to push hard to get a rush order out.
Mary and I were alone. I had always made it a rule to never fuck around with my help. I had kept to that rule all my life, but for some reason Mary tempted me to break it.
There was so much paperwork that we had to do some of it on the floor. I found myself just standing there, watching her little ass sway back and forth as she crawled around on the floor. That ass was so cute and sexy that I couldn't take my eyes off it.
I guess the animal in me took over then, because I don't even remember getting down on the floor. Fully clothed I wrapped my arms around her and slipped my fingers into the crotch of her jeans. Mary dropped the papers she was holding and I felt her warm ass rolling against my huge boner.
Then she pulled away and turned around to look at me. We just stared at each other for several moments, and then she started taking off her clothes. I quickly followed suit.
Mary's eyes were glazed and her lips were sparkling full and shining with moisture as she kicked the tight jeans from her slender ankles. I had never realized what beautiful legs she was covering up until that moment.
Her tits were even bigger than I had thought and her skin was so soft and smooth! My cock shuddered as I bent down, pushing it between her legs. I held her tight as my hands roamed all over that soft, hot skin.
She was sweating as much as I was, and my hands were sliding into the crack of her ass, pushing into her soft, downy cunt lips, feeling the rock-hard little clit under my huge finger. "I want to fuck you in the ass!" I told her.
I licked her neck and face, finally sticking my tongue up into her mouth and sucking on hers. I pulled away from her slightly and held her at arms length, my hands kneading her terrific ass. She pulled away from me, kneeling on the carpet, her lips grazing my cock just before she turned around.
Mary was grinding her ass in the air for me, pushing it into my hot cock. I pushed a finger up into her asshole, kind of spinning it around pushing it from side to side as I made the passage wide.
I held one hand underneath her wet cunt, delighting in the hot juice that was dripping from the other hole. My other hand gripped my wet, slippery cock at the base and I pushed the circumsized head against her small anus. I could tell right away that she knew how to take a cock up the ass, knew how to give back what she took.
Mary didn't show up for work the next day, without explanation. The following day, I get a registered letter from the Equal Opportunity Commission, something about sexual harassment. "Probably another bleeding heart liberal organization trying to hit me up for more money," I thought.
I dug out Mary's employment application, looked up her address, and hopped in my Cadillac for a quick spin to the apartment where she lived with her two year old daughter.
After ringing the bell, I pushed the door open as she peeked out, past the flimsy chain she thought would be secure. Her escalating protests fell upon deaf ears, as I smiled and took out my handkerchief.