“You’re looking fantastic today Markio.” Ken said.

Markio blushed and titled her head down as she touched her ear and brushed her hair to the side a little, “Thank you Sir.” she replied.

She’d hoped he’d notice the changes she’d made to her wardrobe, though what she was really hoping for was for him to bend her over and take her right there in the waiting room.

The thought sent a shiver through her, she’d started at Ken’s optometry practice a few months ago as the new receptionist and she hadn’t thought of him as anything but a boss. That had started to change slowly until she could no longer deny that she wanted… no, needed him to fuck her.

She got ahold of herself and walked over to her desk and sat down as Ken went into the back office to get ready for the first appointment. She turned on her monitor and instantly her eyes lost focus.

She let out a huff and opened her purse, pulling out the stylish glasses that Ken had made her when she’d complained about the problem she was having seeing the monitor. Ken had assured her that it looked fine to him and taken her back in and given her a quick eye exam, declaring the glasses would solve the problem.

They did, of course, she trusted Ken, he was smart and honest and sexy… and… and oh god… she shook her head and once more tried to focus on her work instead of what she assumed was Ken’s big, hard…

She whimpered a little as she put the glasses on and instantly the monitor came into focus, a shiver of pleasure ran through her and she started her day.


Markio couldn’t take it any longer, Ken had complemented her attire again today and she’d almost jumped him right then and there.

She reached out and powered off her monitor, taking the glasses from her face, she placed them in her purse and then waked to the front door and locked it. She quickly made her way back to Ken’s private off and knocked on the door.

“Hello Sir, that was the last appointment for the day.” she said as Ken was pulled up to his workbench polishing a lens.

Ken looked up and smiled at her, causing her knees to almost buckle, “Thanks Markio, anything else?” he asked as he pushed back and swiveled his chair around to face her.

“Ah, well…” she hesitated as she took a step towards him, then another, and another until she was standing right in front of him.

Instead of saying anything she simply lowered herself on to her knees, placed her crossed arms on his laps, and looked up into his eyes for a moment.

It took all her bravery to open her say anything and when she did it came out in a halting jumble of words.

“You want Markio suck cock? Markio suck cock good… Markio promise.”

She almost died right then and there from embarrassment, but Ken just smiled and reached out to stroke her hair.

“Why I’d like that very much Markio.” Ken replied and Markio wasted no time in getting his dick out of his pants and into her mouth.


“Yes! Yes! You fuck Markio’s tight little pussy so good!” Markio cried out as Ken pounded her as she was laid out across his desk.

They’d been “dating” for about a month after the first blowjob she’d given him, but she knew it wasn’t really dating.

Ken was her boss, and she was his slutty little secretary, she respected him too much to think that they were equals.

The other reason why she didn’t really consider it dating was that every time they got down to doing it, she lost all cohesive thought and started like some just off the boat asian whore, broken english and all.

“Markio horny little slut… you fuck her long time…”

She felt him release inside of her and she cried out as her own orgasm crashed over her, “Iiiiieeeeeee!!!”

After he pulled out he gave her ass a little slap and then headed over to the bathroom to clean up, leaving her there, her head swimming in bliss.

Everything was perfect, well almost perfect. She really need to build up the courage to ask Ken if he wanted her to come over to his place and do his cleaning, or laundry, or anything else.

Maybe if she brought the french maid’s outfit she bought to work and changed into it after they closed, she have the courage to ask.

A smile crossed her lips and she resolved to do just that.

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