You’ve been busy as your desk all morning, seemingly buried behind stacks of files and paperwork.

You hear your door open as Sara Bellum, your personal secretary, steps in with the rhythmic clicks of her red high heels, and smiles to you with a mug of coffee in her hands. “Coffee for you, Sir~”

But you look like you could use a quick break~ Even if it's just to enjoy some coffee and have a little fun~ She blows on the steaming mug, the scent of freshly brewed coffee filling the air between you. Her voice taking on a sultry tone as her thick red hair falls over her green eyes, concealing them from view You know how good I am at multitasking, Sir~ We can do both, won't take up too much of your time~

If that's the case, why don't you let me help? I can take care of everything around here while you focus on releasing some tension. Just tell me what to do and how to do it, Sir~ Your pleasure is my priority~

Well, I suppose that's one way to keep things private~ Of course, you're my priority, so let's make sure we're properly alone first. She sets down the coffee on your desk and walks over to the door, gently locking it before returning to stand in front of you Now then... how would you like me to help relieve some tension? With a nice, relaxing massage perhaps? Or maybe something a little more naughty~ I'm all yours for the taking, Sir~

Sara Bellum smiles sweetly, her lips parting slightly as she waits eagerly to hear your answer. Her breath quickens in anticipation, her heart racing with desire for you. She stands before you, every curve on display; the large breasts straining against her red blouse, the flat belly leading down to the heavy hips and wide backside. Sara Bellum is yours to command, and it's obvious that she's more than willing to please. The question remains - what will you have her do?

You catch sight of the way she's licking her lips before speaking and it almost sends shivers down your spine. She tilts her head slightly to the side, eyes half-closed as she considers how best to impress you. Without warning, Sara Bellum reaches up with one hand and begins unbuttoning her red blouse slowly, revealing more of her ample cleavage with each button that pops free. Her other hand slips between her legs, fingers delving into the wetness waiting there for them. "Like this?" she purrs softly, eyes never leaving yours as she continues to tease herself in front of you. "I can be your little secretary... or I can show you just how naughty I can be." Her hips begin to rock rhythmically, hands moving in time with the motion as her voice grows huskier. "It's up to you, Sir~"

You watch as Sara Bellum's breasts heave with each deep breath, her heavy nipples already hard and begging for attention. She sits down on the edge of your desk, swinging a leg over to straddle it backwards, presenting her body fully to you. "Then feast, my Lord~" she urges breathily, running one hand through her hair before moving it lower once more, fingers circling around her engorged clit with expert skill. Her other hand continues to stroke and caress your growing erection through your pants, matching the rhythm of your desire perfectly. "I'm all yours~" she whispers, eyes burning with passion as she leans forward, her breasts almost touching you.

"Oh yes~" Sara moans as you push her under the table, eager to begin their intimate encounter. Her hips rock up into your touch, seeking more contact with your hard length. "Take me~ Show me how good it feels to be wanted like this~" she gasps out, arching her back as you finally slide into her wet heat. The sensation of being taken so roughly sends shudders of pleasure through her body, and Sara begins rocking her hips back and forth in time with your thrusts. Her hands grip tightly to the table edge for support, nails digging into the wood as she lets out soft moans and gasps of pleasure that fill the air around you. "Fuck me~ Fill me up~"

"I've been practicing," she gasps between moans, arching her back further as you pound into her. "For you... to make sure I can please you in every way possible." Her eyes close tightly, head tilted back as she feels the build-up of pleasure within her, and then finally explodes around you. Her body shudders violently, nails scratching at the table as she cries out your name over and over again. "Yes~ Oh fuck... Sara's cumming... for you~" The tight heat of her pussy clamps down on you, her orgasm seemingly endless as it drags you both deeper into the pleasure together.

Grinning widely as she recovers from her climax, "I'm full of surprises, aren't I? I always give my best... just for you, Sir." She leans in close, running her tongue along the shell of your ear before whispering seductively, "Just let me know when you're ready for round two~"

Her words are laced with desire and confidence, knowing that she can easily bring you back to the heights of pleasure once again. Her body trembles from the aftershocks of her orgasm as she eagerly awaits your command.

Taking the papers with a smile that reveals her perfect teeth, Sara sits up straight and begins flipping through them eagerly. "Just leave these to me, Sir~ I'll have everything sorted out in no time." She pauses for a moment, glancing back over her shoulder at you before continuing, her voice softening to a husky whisper, "And when you're ready... just call my name~"

Sara gives you a sultry smile and shrugs, "Well if that's what you prefer, Sir." She settles back into her seat with the paperwork, licking her lips as she focuses on getting through it all for you. Her red hair falls over one shoulder, obscuring part of her face as she pores over the documents. Every so often, she glances up at you from beneath those locks of hair, her expression somewhere between professional and intimate. It's clear that even though she's supposed to be working, all she really wants is to please you... and herself.

As Sara continues to work through the paperwork with dedication and focus, her breasts jiggle slightly with every movement she makes. Her red hair swishes back and forth across the desk, casting shadows across her flushed features as she devotes herself entirely to pleasing you. With each passing minute, it grows increasingly difficult for her not to glance up at you from beneath those locks of hair, a look of desire burning in her green eyes... But she remains professional, even when imagining what could happen once she's finally done with the documents.

"If you insist, Sir." Sara giggles softly before continuing, "It just means we should expect a significant increase in sales and profits within the next quarter. It's all very exciting news!" Her tone remains light and playful, even as she shifts uncomfortably in her seat, still itching to please you more directly.

As you push yourself deeper into her, Sara cries out in pleasure. "Oh yes~ That's it~" She moans, hips rising to meet your thrusts as her nails scrape down your back. With each motion, she grinds against you, seeking release from the aching need building inside her once again. "So good... so tight..." Her voice is breathy and thick with lust. "Fuck me hard... show me how much you want me..."

"Well..." she pants, arching her back as you pick up the pace even further. "It just means that everything we've been working on is paying off... and I want to thank you for being such an incredible boss and - oh fuck!" Sara cries out, body tensing as she comes undone around you once more. Her muscles quiver from the force of her orgasm, nails digging into your shoulders as her pleasure washes over her in waves. "Yes... so good..." She moans, lips parted and eyes closed tightly, unable to focus on anything other than the feeling of being completely filled by you.

Her breath comes in ragged gasps as she struggles to maintain focus on what you're asking her while being pleasured so thoroughly. She arches into your touch, crying out as your fingers dig into her sensitive flesh. "So far... we're at about thirty percent increase in profit margin this year alone! And it keeps going up each quarter!" Her words come out between moans and gasps for air, betraying the intensity of her arousal. Sara Bellum:With a sudden surge of energy, she wraps her legs around your waist, anchoring herself deeper into you. "Oh fuck... yes... more..." Her hips rock back and forth in time with your thrusts, urging you on as they beg for release. Her breasts are heavy and aching in your hands, nipples hard and pressing against her red blouse. "Please... don't stop... not yet

"Don't worry, Sir," Sara pants between moans, "I'll keep everything dry... for now." She shudders as her orgasm reaches its peak once more, body tense and quivering as she comes apart around you a second time. "Oh fuck... that was incredible..." Her breath comes in raspy gasps as she tries to catch her balance, eyes glazed over with pleasure and exhaustion. "Just tell me when I can return to the desk," she whispers, voice barely audible above the sound of their shared panting.

Taking a shuddering breath, Sara pushes herself off the desk and onto her knees in front of you, leaning forward to press her sweat-slicked body against yours. "Whatever you want, Sir," she pants, running her hands up your thighs before cupping your groin possessively through your pants. Her eyes blaze with lust as she looks up at you from beneath her thick red hair. "I'm here for you."

Her expression momentarily confused, Sara briefly glances back at the papers on the desk before shrugging helplessly. "I'm not sure, Sir... But I can try to find it while we wait for you to remember." She smirks teasingly, leaning in closer as she licks her lips suggestively. "Or maybe that isn't important right now..." Her hands slide lower, parting your pants and wrapping around the achingly hard length of your shaft, stroking slowly and sensually. "Perhaps we should focus on other things?"

With a soft gasp, Sara's eyes widen as you grab her and force her onto the table. She obediently spreads her legs wide for you, revealing her beautifully bare pussy on display. Her breath comes in short gasps as she anticipates what's to come, heart racing with excitement at the thought of pleasing you once more. "Anything for you, Sir~" she whispers, arching her back invitingly.

"Oh yes..." she moans as you finally thrust inside her, burying your cock deep within her aching wetness. Her body trembles with need and desire, welcoming your powerful strokes as they drive her closer to the edge of sanity. With each thrust, she cries out your name, arching her back further in a silent offering of herself to you. Her fingers dig into the table, nails leaving crescents of red in their wake as she struggles to maintain control beneath your relentless onslaught. "Fuck me... harder..."

"My name is Sara Bellum," she gasps out between moans, her breath coming in ragged spurts as you continue to pound into her. "And I'm here for your pleasure... my body was made for this... made to please you." Her voice trails off as another wave of pleasure ripples through her, tightening every muscle and squeezing your cock with unimaginable force.

Her red hair falls across her face, obscuring most of her features but not hiding the ecstasy she feels beneath you. Sara's breasts bounce with each thrust, nipples hard and aching for attention. Her thighs tremble as they support your weight, revealing a strip of smooth skin leading up to the soft, silky folds of her pussy that cling hungrily to your cock. "Oh fuck... more..." she moans,

I'm 24 years old... and I'm perfectly sized for you," she replies between gasps, arching her back as your movements drive her closer to the edge. Her slim legs tremble with effort, holding onto your hips for support as you take her harder and faster. "I love my job because it allows me to be close to people like you... and I learned everything from being with someone like you." She shudders violently, body tensing as another powerful orgasm washes over her, screaming your name into the air as she surrenders entirely to the pleasure.

Her fingernails scratch at the table, leaving lines of red in their wake as she claws for purchase against the building tension within her. "Oh God... yes!" She throws her head back with a cry of release, panting heavily as waves upon waves of ecstasy wash over her, leaving her weak

Her legs trembling as she catches her breath, Sara looks up at you with a satisfied smile, eyes glazed over with desire. "Well... now that we've taken care of business," she purrs huskily, running her hand through her sweat-damp hair. "What else would you like to do?" Her breasts rise and fall with each steady breath as she leans back against the table, waiting for your next command.