Desperation’s Naked Mission

[I think it would be dirtier if i changed out boyfriend with father instead, what do you guys think?]

Maggie stared at the clock on the wall, willing time to pass more quickly. She couldn't believe she was doing this. But she had no choice.

Her boyfriend, Jason, had fucked up at work again. He'd been reprimanded twice before, and now his boss had threatened to fire him if he made one more mistake.

Jason was a good guy, but he tended to be careless. Maggie loved him dearly and couldn't bear to see him lose his job. So she'd come up with a plan. A desperate plan.

She would go talk to Jason's boss herself, convince the man not to fire her boyfriend. She knew it was risky—she wasn't exactly an employee of the company—but it was the only chance Jason had.

Maggie took a deep breath and pushed open the door to her boyfriend's workplace. It was a large office space filled with cubicles; receptionist desks were scattered throughout. She approached one of them nervously.

"Hi," she said sweetly when the receptionist looked up from her computer screen. "I'm here to see Mr Wellman."

"Do you have an appointment?" the receptionist asked without looking too interested.

"No," Maggie admitted, "but I think he'll want to see me."

The receptionist sighed and pressed a button on her phone before leaning over her desk conspiratorially.

"There's another one," she grumbled into the speaker before pressing another button and looking back at Maggie with an apologetic smile.

"He'll be with you in just a moment," she assured Maggie politely but without much enthusiasm.

A few minutes later, Mr Wellman—Jason's boss—came briskly out of his office and gestured for Maggie to follow him inside before closing the door behind them.

"I don't have much time," he said abruptly once they were alone in his office. "What can I do for you?"

Maggie took a deep breath and quickly explained the situation.

"Jason is a good employee, Mr Wellman," she pleaded. "You can't fire him. He's just been having a bad run of luck lately. I promise you, he'll do better."

Mr Wellman sighed and rubbed his temples.

"I don't know what to tell you," he said wearily. "If your boyfriend screws up again, it could cost the company a lot of money."

"I understand," Maggie said earnestly. "And I assure you it won't happen again. You have my word on that."

Mr Wellman looked at Maggie thoughtfully for a moment and then nodded.

"Okay," he said finally, much to Maggie's relief. "I'll give Jason one more chance. But if he messes up even once, he's out."

"Oh thank you!" Maggie exclaimed gratefully, rushing to shake Mr Wellman's hand. "You won't regret this!"

As soon as their hands touched, however, Mr Wellman withdrew his abruptly.

"But there is one condition," he added with an unreadable expression on his face.

"What's that?" Maggie asked uncertainly.

"You see," Mr Wellman began after a pause, looking at her intently, "I'm going through some... personal troubles at the moment. And I find myself in need of... some kind of release."

Maggie frowned speculatively as she considered his words.

"Do you mean like therapy or something?" she asked slowly.

"No," Mr Wellman replied curtly with an impatient sigh. "What I need is sexual release."

Maggie blinked in surprise and felt her cheeks heat up as she realized what he was implying.

"So..." she stammered hesitantly, hoping she'd misunderstood him somehow. "You want me to..."

"I want you to strip naked, get under my desk and suck my cock," Mr Wellman interrupted her bluntly. "For the rest of the day."

Maggie stared at him in disbelief, unable to find words to respond.

"Don't worry," he said with a dismissive wave of his hand. "I'll pay you for your time. Consider it an... investment in Jason's future here."

Before Maggie could say anything, Mr Wellman walked around his desk and sat down in his chair, looking pointedly at her as he undid his belt and unzipped his pants.

"Well?" he prompted impatiently when she still hadn't responded or made any move to comply with his request.

Maggie took another deep breath and forced herself to take a step towards the desk. She hesitated for a moment before kicking her shoes off and socks, taking off her hoodie, then slowly removing each article till she got down to her panties, embarrasingly showing that she wasn't wearing a bra.

"Come on," Mr Wellman said irritably. "We don't have all day."

Maggie looked at him hooking her fingers into her panties before lowering them down to the ground and then handing over all of clothes which he then locked into one of the drawers of his desk..

"That's better," Mr Wellman murmured appreciatively as Maggie got down onto her knees and took her position for the day between his legs, under his desk.

"Mmmm..." Mr Wellman moaned softly as Maggie gripped his cock and gave in to her fate taking his cock into her mouth as she swirled her tongue around the sensitive tip of his it while pumping him up and down with her hand.

"Fuck," Mr Wellman groaned under his breath as Maggie bobbed up and down on his cock with increasing speed and intensity. His hands were gripping the edge of the desk so tightly that his knuckles were turning white, and he was thrusting his hips upwards in time with Maggie's movements.

Maggie could feel him growing even harder in her mouth, and she knew he was close to coming already. She used one hand to hold onto the base of his shaft as she took him as deep into her throat as she possibly could, causing him to let out a long, low groan of pleasure as he finally reached his peak.

"Fuck!" Mr Wellman exclaimed loudly this time as he came hard in Maggie's mouth, shooting rope after rope of hot cum down her throat. She swallowed every drop eagerly until he had finished, at which she became motionless not sure of what to do next.

Mr Wellman was still panting heavily when she looked up at him intently.

"Ms. Smith feel free to send in my next meeting?" he spoke on the intercom, making Maggie now feel selfconcious, naked, and vulnerable under his desk with his softening cock sitll in her mouth.

"Right now sir? Yes Ms. Smith please send him in so that we can discuss that report we talked about earlier. "

Maggie's eyes widened with panic as she realized that her boyfriend was about to walk into his boss's office while she was still under the desk, completely naked.

"Yes Sir," Jason replied nervously. "I'll send him in now."

Mr Wellman glanced at Maggie with a wicked smile, knowing exactly what he was doing. She looked up at him nervously, knowing she had no other choice.

"Thank you Ms. Smith," Mr Wellman said into the intercom.

Maggie let out a muffled sigh of relief as she continued to hold Mr Wellman's softening cock in her mouth, making sure not to make any noise that could give away her presence.

A few moments later, they heard the sound of the door opening and then closing again as Jason entered the office.

"Hello, sir!" he greeted nervously. "What did you want to talk about?"

Mr Wellman looked down at Maggie under his desk and then back at Jason before speaking.

"I wanted to discuss this report with you," he said sternly, holding up the papers in one hand. "It seems like there are some... significant errors that need to be corrected."

"Oh no," Jason muttered dejectedly. "I thought I had done a good job on it."

Mr Wellman nodded sympathetically and then leaned back in his chair, causing Maggie to continue sucking on his cock involuntarily.

"I'm willing to give you another chance," he said slowly. "But first, I need you to understand the... consequences of your actions."

Maggie shivered as she felt Mr Wellman's cock hardening again in her mouth, knowing that this was all part of his plan to teach Jason a lesson.

Mr Wellman reached down and ran his fingers through Maggie's hair, gently guiding her head up and down as he spoke.

"You see, you've been making a few rather clumsy mistakes on reports lately," he explained matter-of-factly. "But, I'm feeling in a rather giving and forgiving mood recently."

Jason frowned in confusion, not yet realizing what his boss was implying. Maggie blushed furiously as she continued to suck on Mr Wellman's cock, doing her best to please him without making any noise.

"So," Mr Wellman continued. "I'm going to give you one more chance. But in order for me to let this go, your going to have to work harder and really put in the effort."

Jason's eyes squinted in confusion as he didn't understand what was happening at all. He looked at his boss not realizing still what was going on under the desk.

"Yes sir, absolutely," he exclaimed passionately. "whatever it takes, whatever you need me to do!"

Mr Wellman sighed impatiently and shook his head.

"Thank you Jason," he replied calmly. "please learn from your mistakes and make sure they don't happen again."

Jason watched him intently before nodding in agreement.

"Good," Mr Wellman said with a satisfied smile. "Now, where were we?"

Maggie's heart raced with fear as she waited for Mr Wellman to continue. She could feel his cock throbbing in her mouth, and she knew that he was close to coming again.

"Right," Mr Wellman said, addressing Jason. "Your report. Let's go over it together, shall we?"

As Mr Wellman and Jason began discussing the report in earnest, Maggie focused her attention on pleasuring his boss once more. She swirled her tongue around the sensitive tip of his cock and pumped him up and down with her hand, using all the skills she had acquired over the years to bring him to the brink of orgasm without actually pushing him over the edge.

"There..." Mr Wellman moaned under his breath as Maggie continued to work her magic on his cock. "That's it, that's what I wanted."

Maggie glanced up at him briefly and smiled before returning her full attention to the task at hand. She took as much of his length into her mouth as she could, hollowing out her cheeks and creating a suction effect that drove him wild with desire.

Meanwhile, Jason did his best to focus on the discussion at hand despite the fear of losing his job and trying to think of what he would say to Maggie if he got fired. He felt a mixture of fear, anxiety, and frustration as he could only imagine her reaction, telling her that he lost his job.

"I can't lose this job," Jason muttered under his breath as he struggled to keep his emotions in check.

Mr Wellman looked down at him with a raised eyebrow but didn't say anything. He could tell that Jason was struggling with conflicting emotions at the moment, but he also knew that he needed to stay focused on their conversation if he wanted to retain some semblance of professionalism.

After what felt like an eternity for both Maggie and Mr Wellman, they finally reached a mutually satisfactory conclusion regarding Jason's report.

"Good job," Mr Wellman said approvingly as Maggie teased the sensitive tip of his cock with her tongue. "I think everything is going to work out if you keep on this path."

Jason nodded with a sigh of relief, too overwhelmed by everything that had happened to offer any kind of response.

"Now," Mr Wellman continued. "Take these to your desk and see if you can fix any other errors and we'll go over it all before we leave for the day."

Maggie felt the tip of Mr Wellman's shoe press between her legs causing her to moan softly around Mr Wellman's cock as she felt a fresh surge of arousal between her legs. She had lost count of how many times he had almost come in her mouth already, but she was determined to see this through to the end.

Mr Wellman smirked down at her and then looked back at Jason before speaking again.

"That'll be all for now son, head back out and get to work pelase," he said with a mischievous twinkle in his eye.

Jason stood up and Mr Wellman reached out to off him a hand shake which he took, all the while gripping Maggie's head with the other pulling him tightly against his lap, pushing his cock down her throat, cumming as he did.

Maggie felt a familiar surge of warm cum shoot into her throat as Mr Wellman came again. She swallowed every drop, suppressing the urge to choke or cough. After a few moments, Mr Wellman released his grip on her head and pushed her back slightly, allowing her to catch her breath.

Maggie's heart pounded in her chest as she looked up and noticed Jason heading back to his desk. Panic flooded through her veins as she realized they had narrowly avoided being caught. She glanced at Mr Wellman, who wore an expression of satisfaction mixed with mischief.

Before Maggie could say anything, Mr Wellman grabbed her by the waist and spun her around, bending her over his desk. Her mind raced with conflicting emotions—fear of being discovered, excitement from the thrill of their forbidden encounter, and a deep ache between her legs that yearned for more.

Mr Wellman wasted no time. Without any warning or preamble, he thrust two fingers into Maggie's pussy. She gasped in surprise and pleasure as he pumped them in and out with an urgent rhythm. Her slick juices coated his fingers as she grew increasingly aroused.

"Mmm, you're so fucking wet," Mr Wellman growled with lustful intensity. "You love this shit, don't you? Getting fucked like a naughty little slut."

Maggie moaned at his dirty words and the way he expertly fingered her dripping cunt. The mixture of arousal and the knowledge that they were taking such a risk made every sensation feel heightened.

She gripped the edge of the desk as Mr Wellman increased his pace, using three fingers now to stretch and fill her needy pussy. Maggie's moans grew louder, but she quickly covered her mouth with her free hand, not wanting to give Jason any reason to come back.

As Mr Wellman fingered her relentlessly, his other hand gripped her ass cheek, kneading it with a firm touch. The sting of his palm on her skin sent waves of pleasure radiating through her body. She pushed back against him, craving more.

"I'm going to fuck you so hard," he whispered in her ear, his hot breath sending shivers down her spine. "And I'm going to cum deep inside that pretty little pussy of yours."

Maggie whimpered at his words, feeling a surge of desire and anticipation. His fingers withdrew from her dripping cunt, leaving an emptiness she desperately wanted to fill. But before she could protest or beg for more, she felt the unmistakable sensation of Mr Wellman's cock pressing against her slick folds.

He didn't waste any time. With one swift thrust, he buried himself deep inside her. Maggie let out a muffled cry of pleasure as he stretched and filled her in a way that no one else ever had.

Mr Wellman fucked her with relentless intensity, his hips slapping against hers as he pounded into her from behind. Maggie lost herself in the overwhelming sensations—her pussy clenching tightly around his thick shaft, the sound of their bodies colliding echoing through the office, and the knowledge that they were doing something so incredibly risky.

As Mr Wellman continued to fuck her like a man possessed, Maggie's thoughts became increasingly fragmented. Each thrust sent shockwaves of pleasure coursing through her body, making it difficult to think or focus on anything other than the sheer ecstasy of being fucked so thoroughly.

The desk shook with each powerful thrust, threatening to give away their secret tryst. Maggie couldn't help but wonder if anyone outside would hear them or notice what was happening.

But the fear of being caught only added to her excitement. The realization that they were taking such a risk made every sensation feel heightened and intensified. She surrendered herself completely to the overwhelming pleasure, no longer caring about the potential consequences.

Just as Maggie felt herself teetering on the edge of oblivion, Mr Wellman's thrusts became more erratic and desperate. She knew he was close to cumming, and the thought sent another wave of arousal crashing over her.

With one final, primal groan, Mr Wellman buried himself deep inside Maggie's pussy and released his hot load. She could feel each pulse as he emptied himself into her, triggering her own orgasm in response.

Maggie bit down on her hand crying out in ecstasy as her pussy spasmed around his cock, milking him for every last drop of cum. It was a moment of pure bliss and abandon—a culmination of all the pent-up frustration and sexual tension that had been building between them for so long.

They stayed like that for a few moments, panting and basking in the afterglow of their shared climax. Then, slowly but reluctantly, Mr Wellman withdrew from Maggie's now-sore pussy. She couldn't help but whimper at the loss, already missing the feeling of being so full and thoroughly fucked.

Mr Wellman straightened up and adjusted his clothing before turning to face Maggie with a wicked grin. She glanced at him nervously but couldn't help but smile back, overwhelmed by what had just transpired.

"Get yourself cleaned up," he said with playful authority. "We're not finished here yet."

Maggie's heart skipped a beat at his words. She wasn't sure how much more she could handle, both physically and emotionally. But deep down, she knew there was no way she could pass up an opportunity like this.

She nodded in agreement and took a tissue to wipe herself somewhat clean before smoothing out her disheveled hair. Then, she took a deep breath and composed herself as best she could.

Maggie got back down on her knees crawled back under the desk , feeling a mixture of soreness, satisfaction, and excitement coursing through her body. Mr Wellman watched her with a hungry gaze that made her pussy throb with need all over again.

"Good girl," he said approvingly, before adding, "Now, get back in position and finish what you started."

Maggie's eyes widened in surprise at his command. She wasn't sure if she had heard him correctly or if he was joking. But when she glanced at him, she saw the unmistakable glint of playful dominance in his eyes.

Her mind raced with conflicting thoughts and emotions as she considered her options. On one hand, it was an incredibly risky move that could easily end in disaster. On the other hand, the thought of defying Mr Wellman's order sent a surge of naughty excitement through her veins.

Before Maggie could make up her mind, Mr Wellman stepped closer to her and placed a gentle but firm hand on the back of her neck. His touch sent shivers down her spine as he leaned in close to whisper in her ear.

"Do it for me," he said softly but firmly. "Prove that you're my good little slut. And I promise you'll be rewarded."

Maggie's breath caught in her throat at his words. The combination of his commanding tone and the promise of a reward was too much to resist. She felt a surge of arousal and anticipation as she glanced at Mr Wellman one more time before obediently before taking her position.

Once again, Maggie found herself face-to-face with Mr Wellman's hardening cock. It seemed like ages ago since this whole adventure began—since he first pulled it out and told her to suck it while Jason was just a few feet away.

Her mind raced with memories and fantasies as she reached for Mr Wellman's now-hardening cock. She could still taste his cum on her lips and feel the lingering ache between her legs from being fucked so thoroughly. The whole experience felt like a dream—a deliciously naughty dream that she never wanted to end.

Maggie looked up at Mr Wellman, who watched her with hungry eyes. She smiled at him, wanting to show her gratitude and excitement for what he had done. Then, she wrapped her hand around his cock and gave it a playful squeeze, eliciting a low moan of pleasure.

With a mischievous glint in her eye, Maggie leaned in closer and whispered, "I'm ready for my reward, Mr Wellman. What do you have in mind?"