This was going to be good, Maya's Monday at the biggest sleazeball corporation in the world planning to be rife with more than just work and pencil pushing. This recent college grad was going to show the world how things were done. Skedadling her way from the bus stop in her formal slutwear, Maya smiled with unmistakable jubilee when seeing the massive headquarters right ahead; knowing fully well the lechery and zany antics that go on in there.

Carrying her black, over-the-shoulder, leather purse on her right arm, she paced her way over to the lobby and used her special access card to venture right over to the high-speed elevators. She was to go to floor 95, where her office (more like playpen) was. Quickly ascending up to the requisite floor, she was intercepted via a message on her worker app: and of course, it was from the only man who worked in this corporation.

Come over to floor 101. Expect a formal greeting, and expect to stay here awhile.

She need not blink to know what he was trying to insinuate to her, the jubilant newbie smirking with concomitant expectation and joy as she pressed the button to floor 101.

"Ohhhh booooy. He's already gonna bring me in. Yeeeees!"

She said to herself, clutching her right hand as if already ready to secure a raise. It was time to venture through the double doors of his office and show him why she was an important asset to the company.

Be it his greeting or the length of her stay, she was ready to take it all with a smile. It's what made her different from the other girls here, after all: Maya could give as good as she got, and if that meant going extra mile (or taking things extra hard), so be it! As she finally neared his office, she paused for a moment to compose herself. Just enough sweetness and submission... along with a dash of that inimitable sass he had grown fond of. Taking a deep breath, Maya straightened her back, adjusted her blazer and golden choker before pushing the door wide open with an eager grin.

"Here I am, boss! Ready for anything you might have in store for me!" she said brightly, her hands behind her back as she leaned forward slightly. Her gaze darted around the room, taking in all the expensive furnishings and

"Oh, I meant... anything you want me to do!" she clarified quickly with a titter, cheeks flushing just slightly under her pale skin. Her eyes remained fixed on him as he sat behind the massive desk, taking in his expensive suit and commanding demeanor. "I'm here for whatever you need!"

She resisted the urge to bite her lip or fiddle with the choker pendant around her neck; Maya wanted to look confident, composed... but not too much that she came across as uninterested or disengaged. It was a delicate balance, one she'd been honing ever since she started working for him.

"I-if there's anything specific you want me to wear today, just let me know! I'm always happy to make your fantasies come true." There it was: that flirtatious smile. The one that usually made his heart race faster...

"Ohhhh, I'd love that!" she breathed out with glee, her cheeks flushing brighter. "Let's see... how about we start with something like a cop? Or a maid?" She winked suggestively, tilting her head to the side as she continued. "Or maybe even a naughty schoolgirl? I could wear my skirt super short and my uniform top unbuttoned..."

She paused for dramatic effect before adding, "And don't forget the panties." Another wink. Maya wanted him to know that she was on board with whatever he had in mind; eager to please, submissive... but still with just enough sass and playfulness to make it interesting.

"Just say the word, boss," she purred softly, taking a step closer to his desk. "I'm all yours today."

Her grin widened as she nodded eagerly, her hands still at her back. "Of course! I'll go change right now." She turned on her heel and strode towards the door of his office, pivoting gracefully to face him once more before she continued. "Should I wear anything specific for underneath?" Her tone was innocent, but there was a knowing glint in her eye that betrayed her intentions.

"And," she added with a sly wink, "don't worry about keeping me busy while you work, boss. I can be quite productive when left to my own devices." The double meaning was unmistakable; Maya wanted him to know that she wasn't just here for fun and games. She was ready and willing to earn her keep, however he saw fit.

"Well," she said with a thoughtful tilt of her head, "I've found that guys like it when we wear panties under our uniform skirts... or maybe even go commando." Her gaze flickered down to his crotch before returning up to meet his eyes. "And sometimes they like it when you tease them with a little bit of skin," she purred, lifting her hair over one shoulder to reveal a strip of bare back just above the top of her thigh high stockings.

"I can also wear something... extra special for you." Her voice dropped lower as she took another step closer, brushing her breast against his arm before quickly withdrawing again. "A present from me to you."

She wiggled her eyebrows suggestively before excusing herself once more to head off and change into the sexy schoolgirl outfit, promising to return shortly. As she disappeared from his office, he could hear her high-heeled footsteps racing down the hallway as she made her way back to her own personal quarters to prepare for their little roleplay.

Pausing in her frantic search through the mess that was her locker (her excuse to rummage through the various items and keep him waiting), Maya looked up at his voice, her face flushed with excitement as she fixed a pair of big blue eyes on him. "Thank you so much, boss!" She giggled nervously before ducking back down to continue looking for... something in particular. Eventually, after what felt like an eternity but was probably only a few moments, she found what she was searching for: a pair of lacy white panties with red hearts on them. Hiding them behind her back, she grinned at him coyly over her shoulder before sauntering out of the locker room and onto the floor of his office.

Her heart thudded in her chest as his strong grip closed around hers, pulling her towards him with a smile that promised untold pleasures. It was all happening so fast but she went along willingly; this was exactly what she had hoped for when taking on this job. Her mouth went dry at the thought of being alone with him in his secret bedroom, knowing full well that whatever happened behind those locked doors would be anything but innocent.

Her breath caught in her throat as the door clicked shut behind them, sealing them into his private sanctum. It was just the two of them now, and she could feel the anticipation humming through the air like an electric current. Her eyes never left his face as he turned to face her; there was a hungry look in his eyes that made her shiver with excitement and fear all at once.

"Yes," she whispered, her voice barely audible over the sound of their racing hearts. "It's just us now."

Her gaze darted down to his crotch before lifting back up to meet his eyes again. "Well," she murmured, her voice edged with desire, "I thought we could have some fun." Her hands moved of their own accord, sliding over the lace fabric covering her hips as she slipped off the white panties and tossed them aside carelessly. She stood before him now in nothing but a pair of pale blue heels, black thighhigh stockings, and the matching bra and garter belt that held up her G-44 tits. "What did you have in mind?"

Her breath hitched in her throat as his fingers undid the buttons of her top and slid underneath to tease her supple skin, sending shivers down her spine. She arched into him as their bodies pressed together intimately; the heat between them growing by the second. "Oh yes," she moaned softly, wrapping her arms around his neck and letting out a small whimper when he ran his fingers over her wet folds through her lacy black thong.

"More... please..."

Her confidence soaring, Maya took the reins with practiced ease. She leaned in close to whisper hotly into his ear, "I want you to sit down on that bed over there." Her hand slid down over his shoulder and around to cup his back, urging him towards the large, plush-looking mattress a few feet away. "And I want you to watch as I touch myself for you... just like this." With practiced ease, she slipped her fingers beneath the hem of her miniskirt, hiking it up to expose her black thong and the slick wetness between her legs before parting them wider and beginning to stroke herself roughly over her underwear.

Her other hand reached for his tie, quickly undoing it and tossing it aside before moving to tug at the buttons of his shirt with impatience. "And then," she panted, looking up into his lust

dilated eyes, "you can join in." The anticipation building inside her was almost unbearable as she watched his face flush with arousal, his gaze riveted to the show she was putting on for him.

"Come on, boss," she moaned softly, her fingers moving faster against herself. "I want you to feel how wet I am for you." And it was true; Maya was positively dripping with desire, her thong completely soaked through and clinging to her folds like a second skin. She wanted him to see just how much he turned her on, how much she craved his touch... and more importantly, how far she would go to please him.

Her moan was almost inarticulate as his touch sent shockwaves of pleasure coursing through her body. His gentle caresses over her breasts, followed by the rough rubbing against her thong-clad sex made her lose control completely; arching her back and pressing herself against him with desperation as she came hard, her fingers still furiously working against her aching clit despite the onslaught of sensation rolling over her.

Breathless and spent, she sagged against his shoulder, panting heavily as he continued to tease her sensitive flesh through her sodden underwear. "God... that was..." She couldn't even finish the sentence; all coherent thought had fled in the face of such overwhelming pleasure.

"So good," she moaned, twisting in his arms so that she could look up at him with glazed eyes. "More... please

"Ohhh God..." she moaned out as the pleasure continued to wash over her. Her body writhed against him in a frenzy of desire, her hips bucking up off the bed and grinding against his hand in search of more contact. The sticky wetness between her legs only intensified, spreading out from where his fingers pressed against her with insistent pressure.

"Yes..." she whimpered, arching her back as another wave of pleasure rolled over her. "Oh fuck, yes... please don't stop!"

Her nails dug into his shoulders, leaving red marks in their wake as he expertly brought her ever closer to the edge of oblivion and back again with brutal efficiency. Maya was all but lost to him now, reduced to a mindless creature driven by lust and need. There was no more pretending, no more games; just raw desire and pure

Gasping his name as he lowered her underwear and bared her to his touch, Maya arched into him, pressing their bodies together in an attempt to feel even closer. His warm breath tickled against her ear as he murmured dirty words that sent shivers down her spine, making her writhe in helpless pleasure beneath his dominating grip. The sensation of being completely exposed and at his mercy was more exhilarating than she could have ever imagined; it brought out a part of herself she hadn't known existed until now.

With each rough thrust of his hips against her, he ground their engorged flesh together, drawing moans and whimpers from deep within her throat. Her nails dug into his shoulders once more, leaving fresh lines of pain as she sought purchase in the midst of her wild abandon. All coherent thought fled as sensation reigned supreme; every

Her breath came in short gasps as his hard member poked at her lips. Glistening with moisture, she leaned forward eagerly and took him into her mouth, wrapping her tender lips around the thick shaft. Her tongue swirled and danced over the sensitive head as she began to bob her head up and down in a rough motion that echoed the thrusting of their hips on the bed behind them.

Her free hand gripped his thigh tightly, holding him close as she took him deeper into her mouth with each passing moment. Her other arm wrapped around his waist, pressing their bodies together as she suckled hungrily at his length. She was going to make sure he felt every ounce of pleasure she could squeeze from this encounter.

"Mmm," she moaned around him, her cheeks hollowing out as she focused on pleasuring him orally with

Her mouth watered as she took him deeper into her throat, groaning around him as he filled the sensory void left by their earlier rough fucking. His length stretched and teased the tender folds of her throat, triggering a wave of pleasure that coursed through her entire body. She arched her back off the bed, drawing his attention upwards to where she ground her wet cunt against his thigh, begging for release.

Her other hand slid between their bodies, quickly finding purchase on his straining length once more. With practiced ease, she began to stroke him in time with her mouth, moaning and gasping as he filled every inch of her. Her eyes rolled back into her head, and beads of sweat dripped down across her forehead; she was so close to the edge but knew just how to keep him there, writhing under her touch.

"Please

"Oh God!" she cried out as the tension snapped and her body convulsed around his fingers, her orgasm cresting in a wave of blinding pleasure. Her mouth released him with a wet pop, and she looked up at him with glazed eyes, her chest heaving as she struggled to catch her breath.

"Thank you... boss," she panted, her voice barely above a whisper. "That was... amazing." Her hand slipped down between their bodies once more, giving his aching length one final stroke before letting it go with a wet pop. She curled up against him on the bed, her head resting on his shoulder as she rode out the last shudders of pleasure writhing through her.

It was over for now, but the promise of what would come next hung heavy in the air...

Her eyes widened in surprise at his command, but there was no hesitation as she parted her lips and leaned forward to obey. Her tongue flicked out, wetting the head of his cock before taking him deeply into her mouth once more. With practiced ease, she bobbed her head up and down, sucking him with all the skill and enthusiasm that had made her such an irresistible proposition in the first place.

Her free hand found its way to his thigh again, gripping tightly as she took him deeper into her throat. It was a delicate dance between control and submission, pleasure and pain; a perfect example of the complex dynamic that had kept them together for so long. As he groaned above her, filling her mouth with his essence, Maya felt an almost primal satisfaction wash over her. She knew without a doubt that she could keep him coming back for