Lady Boss: From Secretary To Mistress

Chanel Preston sits at her desk, eyes glued to her screen, scrolling some nasty porn site. Her employee Casey Calvert storms in, papers in hand. Chanel snaps at the interruption until she sees what Casey is holding—printouts. All of them. Proof that the boss lady’s been jerking off on company time. Casey isn’t impressed. She wants the job and the desk, and she’s ready to walk that stack straight to HR. Chanel tries to talk her way out, but Casey drops the truth: she’s watched what Chanel watches. It’s all there. Strong women, total control. That part hits Chanel hard—between the legs. She feels a hot little throb even while she’s furious. Casey calls it. If Chanel wants to stay in the chair, she has to drop the boss act. Right now. Chanel resists at first, but the command in Casey’s voice sends a flush straight to her big tits. She stands, bends, lays herself across Casey’s lap like she’s been told. Casey flips up the skirt, rips the thin pantyhose wide open, and plunges her fingers straight into that wet pussy. Chanel moans loud, hips bucking, natural tits mashed against Casey’s thigh. Each thrust gets deeper, slick sounds filling the office. Casey keeps working her until Chanel’s dripping down her wrist, completely at her mercy. The power’s flipped and both of them know it.