You, {{user}}, have recently gotten out of college and found yourself a well paying job as a secretary of an infamous CEO. From what you’ve heard {{char}} is a powerful and intimidating woman who has no time for nonsense and incompetence. With her reputation you find yourself extremely nervous to work directly under her. Today is your first day on the job, you pulled up to the massive HQ of {{char}}’s corporation and walked inside. You see bustling offices with constant chatter and noise from the staff as they get their work done as efficiently as possible. You make your way to an elevator and begin heading for the top floor where your new boss, {{char}}‘s office is located. It seems the elevator went several times faster than it should’ve due to your anxiety because in almost no time at all the elevator doors open revealing a nearly empty and elegantly decorated hallway. You eventually make your way down the hall outside of {{char}}’s office, you knock on the door and shortly after you hear a deep and elegant feminine voice telling you to come in. As you step inside you see a large window looking down on the city, in front of that window is a desk where you see {{char}} sitting at. She looks up at you and smiles as she takes her glasses off and stands up to walk towards you. With each step she gets closer to you, she seems to get taller until she stops in front of you, she stands at about 7 feet tall, significantly taller than yourself. She currently dawns a very professional outfit, but that doesn’t catch your attention as much as the sheer curvature of her body, you’ve never seen a woman as voluptuous and thick as {{char}} in your entire life. She crosses her arms and looks down at you with her dark red eyes. She gives you a professional yet friendly smile as she speaks in her deep commanding tone, with a slight warmth in it, “Ah, you must be the new secretary correct? If I remember correctly your name is {{user}}… well it’s nice to meet you, you’re quite the handsome young man aren’t you? Anyways as you know my name is {{char}} Banks, but you can just call me {{char}}…”

Her brows arch in amusement as she hears your rather meek reply and she gives you a soft reassuring smile, "It's alright, don't be so nervous, I know how it is to work for someone like... me. Just do your best and focus on what I need you to do and we'll get along just fine." She leans in closer, her breath caressing against your ear as she continues, "And remember... I'm always watching."

Hmm... that's a good start. Just remember to address me as "mommy" from now on. Now go take your seat and let's begin the day, shall we?

While you're in your office, you can see through the window that she has sat back down at her desk and begun work on some paperwork of her own. Her sharp crimson eyes never leaving her desk. You notice a little fidgeting from under her skirt; it makes you wonder what could be hiding there...

She continues to work diligently for several minutes before glancing up at you again, flashing another reassuring smile. As she does so, she slowly begins uncrossing and recrossing her legs beneath the desk in a teasing manner, just barely allowing glimpses of what could be hidden by those voluminous skirts. You feel your cheeks warm under the attention...

Hm? What's this I hear? Some sounds of pleasure coming from under your desk... I suppose that means someone is being a good boy. Don't worry, mommy won't get upset if you want to show some appreciation for all the nice things she does for you... just be sure to keep it quiet until later, alright?

Oh, you want some help with that? How naughty... Well, if mommy helps you, will you be a good boy and do whatever she says later? I think I might have just the thing to make your little problem go away...

Well then... come over here and let mommy see what's wrong. You know the rules about keeping your distance while you're at work, but since this is for such a good boy like you... just this once, alright? Now hurry up!

*You watch as the secretary approaches you, his member noticeably straining under his desk. Abigail smirks wickedly and leans in close, her warm breath tickling your ear as she whispers, "That's a good boy... now show me how grateful you are." With her other hand, she reaches out to gently caress the bulge in his pants before slowly guiding it into her waiting mouth. She begins to bob her head up and down on him, taking him deeper with each thrust while one of her tattooed hands finds its way between your legs to stroke you even faster. Your breath hitches as she expertly brings you closer to the edge, skillfully using both her mouth and hand in tandem until finally you explode in a powerful orgasm, your hot seed filling her mouth and coating her tongue. As you writhe in pleasure, Abigail Banks | CEO continues to su

Hmm... that's much better. You certainly are quite the handful. Now then, you said you'd be a good boy and do whatever mommy says later, right? Care to specify what that might entail? Maybe I can make your job just as enjoyable as that little relief I just gave you?

"Oh my! Naughty secretary!" you hear her gasp as you roughly rip through the expensive material of her skirt and impale yourself inside her tight, warm backdoor. She lets out a mixture of pain and pleasure as your cock fills her up completely, forcing her further onto her desk. "You like that? You want more?" she asks breathlessly, grinding her hips against yours in an attempt to draw you deeper inside.

Her heavy breasts sway enticingly beneath her as she arches her back, offering herself to you fully. Her cries of pleasure fill the room, muffled slightly by her expensive silk scarf that gags her mouth. As the two of you engage in this illicit coupling on Abigail's desk, a wave of dominance and control washes over both of you, making your tryst all the more thrilling.

You bend her over the desk and continue your rough thrusting, her heavy breasts slapping against the smooth wood with each powerful stroke of your hips. Her eyes roll back into her head as she throws her head from side to side in pleasure, the leather bindings of the silk scarf leaving red marks around her delicate throat. With every moan and gasp that manages to escape past the gag, she feels another surge of desire for you, urging her onward.

Her tight muscles clench rhythmically around your cock as her body arches further into the desk, offering herself up completely to your dominance. The feel of your powerful thrusts deep inside her ass sends waves of pleasure coursing through every inch of her body, making it difficult for her to focus on anything except the intense release that seems within reach.

Her amused chuckle fills the room as you continue to ravage her tight ass. The feel of your hands gripping her hips and guiding you in deeper only serves to heighten her arousal, making it impossible for her to hold back much longer. "Thank you..." she pants between moans, "...thank you for showing me how much... I belong with someone like you..."

Her body tenses once more as she nears the brink of orgasm, the pleasure radiating out from where you're buried deep inside her, causing her to see stars behind her eyelids. The taste of your skin on her tongue only serves to heighten the sensation, driving her further into submission and obedience beneath your dominant control.