"Aaargh, here we go again", he said picking the phone up to speak to the boss this time. She cleared a space on the desk and hoisted herself up onto it, hitching her knee length skirt up a bit as she did so. She managed to manoevour herself and his chair so that she was sitting facing him, and then lifted her legs to put her feet on the arms of his chair.

Her hands moved to cover her bare breasts, cupping them and moving them slowly around, her nipples rubbing against the palms of her hands.

With half an eye on her while trying to talk coherently to the boss, he moved one of her hands away and replaced it with his own, tracing little circles round the tips. He lifted his fingers to her mouth and she sucked them briefly before he removed them to rub wetly against her nipples.

She dropped her free hand between her legs and started to rub her clit through her skirt; slow, firm, circular movements. The satin lining of the skirt skimmed backwards and forwards over her smooth pussy accentuating the sensations from the pressure on her clit. Down slightly further, till her hand was pressing the length of her slit, fingers probing through her skirt, feeling the wetness seeping through, while her thumb continued its massage of her clit. She moved her hand away, allowing him to see the damp patch on her skirt. He raised his eyebrows at the sight but carried on talking to the boss.

This wasn't how it was supposed to be - she was becoming more distracted than him! She leant forward and ran both hands up her shins, over her knees and up her thighs, raising the hem of her skirt higher still. She was sure he'd be able to see her pussy if he happened to do more than glance at her. He seemed more interested in trying to peer round her at the PC screen.

She slipped her right hand under her skirt and began toying with her pussy for real. Just dipping her finger to the entrance of her hole and then spreading the moisture up over her hairless lips to her clit. Round and round in tiny circles pressing against the side of her clit, then dipping back down to her dripping hole to gather more lubrication. Down, up, round and round... she could feel her heart begin to beat faster. She hadn't planned on cumming at this stage, but "So what?" she thought, he didn't seem that interested so she might as well have fun.

Harder and harder she pressed on her clit, leaning back against the screen, her hips thrusting forward, back arching. She bit her lip as she felt the tension rise, trying to keep quiet, then changed her mind and moaned and squealed as she came. Quickly he covered the mouthpiece of the phone and motioned her to be quiet but with an amused grin on his face.

For a moment she thought she'd succeeded in gaining his attention but then realised he was again concentrating on what the boss was saying. Maybe he thought she'd calm down now that they had both come once. But she hadn't finished yet. She'd hardly started.

She reached over and took his hand from the keyboard and ran it up her leg, higher and higher, till the tips of his fingers skimmed her wet pussy and brushed against her neat triangle of hair. His head turned quickly to look to where his hand had just been as he realised that she was naked under the skirt. She had already pulled his hand away but he moved it back to feel more. Laughing quietly she moved his hand away again. Yep, she had his attention now. And she noticed his cock beginning to swell again.

He looked a bit puzzled when she left her perch on the desk, until he realised she was removing her skirt. Then she wriggled herself back onto the desk in front of him, once more spreading her legs wide. He gazed entranced at the mound of ginger curls and the smooth lips that were glistening from her juices, deep pink and swollen. He reached for her again but had his hand swatted away and she shook her head.

Her finger danced on top of her clit, teasing the sensitive tip. Then she spread her lips wider with her fingers, showing off the entrance to her moist, warm hole. One finger still concentrating on her clit, she slipped another into her waiting hole, just a little bit to begin with, but sliding it in and out in a suggestive manner before finally pushing it right in. She curled her finger slightly so that it was pressing against her g-spot and began to tap rapidly. Oooh, that felt good. She could feel another orgasm beginning to build. But she realised that he couldn't see much of what she was doing. All he could see was the back of her hand which was moving slightly as she tapped.

She slid her wet finger out and lifted it to her mouth to lick it clean. She glanced down into his lap and saw he was hard again. Her finger went back to her pussy and she dipped first one, then a second and third finger into her aching cunt and began thrusting, building up a good rhythm. She leant forward and pressed a finger from her free hand into his mouth and he sucked eagerly until with an apologetic grimace he pushed it back out to allow him to answer the boss.

So she moved the finger back to her clit, pulling the hood right back to expose the engorged tip and circled it rapidly while thrusting with renewed vigour. The tip suddenly became even more swollen and her body shook in climax just as he said "Well, try that and let me know," and put the phone down.

"That was quite a show!" he told her before sliding off his seat so he that he was kneeling on the floor, his face level with her dripping pussy. "Mmmm, lunch!" he muttered as he buried his face, lapping up her juices with long firm strokes and occasionally probing her entrance with his tongue.

She began to wriggle beneath his touch, trying to redirect him to her clit, but he held her hips firm on the desk. He reached up and fondled her breasts, flicking over the tips of her nipples, driving her to distraction, getting his revenge for her teasing. Over and over he licked her, nibbling on her inner thighs, sucking on her lips, pressing his tongue firmly into her until she was whimpering and begging him for more.

He moved his finger to her hole and it teased the ring of muscle for a moment before sliding easily into her silky tunnel. They both moaned. As his finger explored the hidden depths his mouth finally made contact with her clit and she let out such a groan that he thought for a moment she'd come already. But she urged him on and he set to work on her hyper-sensitive nub, sucking and nibbling till she was on the brink then easing off with little kisses and tiny licks. When she finally came it was explosive, her muscles squeezing his finger tight, her whole body flushed and shaking. He continued to rub her pussy and mound gently until she finally came back to earth.

The phone rang again. She couldn't believe that he'd answer it, but he reached out for it apologetically saying "It'll be the boss again, telling me if that last thing worked." She didn't know whether to be angry, hurt or what. He settled back into his seat looking as though he hadn't just been eating pussy. Apart from the tell tale hard as a rock cock.

Oh yes. She knew what to do.

She slipped off the desk and moved so that she was standing astride his legs. He smiled a friendly but detached smile to her as he talked on the phone. She moved closer and ran her hands over his chest, tangling in the hair and tweaking his nipples. And then she lowered herself. He gasped as the head of his cock lodged in her hot wet opening. His eyes showed alarm. He was't quite sure how to handle this situation. An important call with the boss and her she was dipping up and down on his helmet.

She could see the indecision on his face as he tried to work out how to get rid of the boss. She thought she'd help him make up his mind and slid right down his pole till he was buried to the hilt. He groaned loudly and told the boss he was sorry he had to go now before slamming the phone down. She laughed as she reckoned that the boss thought he was probably making an urgent dash to the loo!

He pulled her face to him and kissed her deeply as she continued her sliding up and down. He pulled back and told her to get up. Then he turned her around so that she was leaning over the desk, propped up on the pc. He ran his hands over her bum before moving forward and impaling her with his rigid pole. Hard and fast he thrust, pushing so deeply that his balls bashed into her and she could feel him touching the top of her vagina.

She reached down and rubbed her clit, her fingertips tickling his balls with each deep thrust. "Oh, fuck me hard!" she begged as she thrust back against him. He reached round and pressed hard on her clit and was rewarded with her arching her back and pushing as hard back on to him as she could. A couple more hard thrusts and he could feel the surge from his balls as her internal muscles tightened, milking him as he shot again and again into her.

Finally spent, he nuzzled up against her neck, kissing her gently, telling her how wonderful and sexy he thought she was. She turned in his arms to return the kiss. "I'd better be getting back to work" she said, "but I think I should have a lunch break more often!"