Big Tits Tanya in a Cuckold Session
My boss, Timothy, summoned me to his office.
When I opened the door, he was seated behind his desk speaking on the phone while there was a brunette lady seated on a couch at the far end of the room. The office was a beautiful, spacious work environment that allowed Timothy to have a mini-bar, a cooker and a miniature golf course all crammed in there.
Large, picturesque windows behind him revealed the beauty of the bustling city and from this height, everybody looked like ants.
“I’m glad you could make it,” he said, hanging up the phone and nodding at me as I closed the door behind me.
“I’ve come as fast as I could,” I said.
“This is Tanya,” said Timothy, adjusting his spectacles on his wrinkled face and waving his hand in the direction of the lady seated on the couch.
I turned to look at her more closely and for the first time, I noticed just how beautiful she was. She was wearing a short, black skirt that was struggling to conceal the darkness in between her legs. Her thighs looked mouthwatering and the manner in which her blouse bulged at her chest suggested her breasts were struggling to be contained in their bra.
She had a beautiful face and well maintained eyebrows that matched her hair. She was smiling wryly in my direction and I started wondering the purpose of my boss calling me into his office.
Before I could turn to him and air my concerns, the girl suddenly got to her feet and pulled down her skirt. My mouth swung wide open as she allowed the skirt to fall to the floor before removing her top gingerly. All this time, she maintained a smile on her face but never made eye contact with either one of us.
I turned to look at Timothy and he had a big smile on his face. Silence had suddenly descended on the room and the tumult of the bustling city wafted into the room like the aroma of a freshly baked pie.
“W-what’s going on?” I managed to stammer the words.
“This is the thing,” said Timothy, “You have a new assignment. Tanya is a guest in our country and it will be your responsibility to make sure her every need is satisfied fully.”
I was not sure I understood him, but he proceeded to remove his trousers, allowing them to fall on his carpeted floor in a heap along with his boxers. I immediately looked away when I saw his small penis dangling freely.
“That’s the thing,” said Timothy, “I need you to do the honors.”
Tanya had already approached me and she brought her face so close to mine I could smell the mint on her breath. Her presence immediately made me hard and I was doing everything to ensure my hands stayed put.
Her perfume smelled of rosemary and she stared at me for a minute or so with that beautiful face full of mascara. I was not sure what I was supposed to do because Timothy was now settling behind his desk and he started jerking off slowly.
“I’m married, boss, you know that,” I said, feeling a bead of sweat running down my face. Tanya now grabbed my rock-hard dick and I felt completely powerless to do anything to stop it.