Chapter 5. His cock reacts

Dorian looks up and sees the woman from earlier come in. He frowns because her cheeks are red.

"Please sit down," he says, leaning back. "So she's Eliza's older sister.

"Yes."

"And I assume she's qualified to take her place, isn't she?" He crosses his arms and stares at her.

"Actually, no."

This guy is so intimidating. How does my sister manage to work with him?

"That's interesting," he replies mockingly.

"My sister wants to train me until the day she can no longer come to work. I'm a quick learner."

He liked that answer, "I learn quickly," which led him to wonder, How quickly can she learn? Dorian shifted a little in his chair, as his cock was getting restless from his lustful thoughts.

He could never have an affair with Eliza because of her devotion to her marriage, but maybe with her sister it would be a different story. He always wanted to experience having sex in the office with his secretary.

Now he felt curious and anxious.

"Tell me something, do you have children? A husband? As you know, when I hired your sister, she told me she was married but had no children; that's why I gave her the job, and because her resume was extraordinary. I need a secretary who is willing to do anything."

That word really turned him on, and he was already imagining depraved scenes with that brunette on that very desk.

Why are this man's eyes shining so brightly, and what the hell does "willing to do anything" mean?

Catrina presses her lips together and clenches her hands tightly.

"I don't have any, Mr. Borges."

"Which of the two parts?" She swallowed hard. Why did it make her so uneasy?

"Both, I have no commitments or responsibilities."

Ahhh! That's better, this might work.

"If your sister is going to train you, I hope you learn quickly, as you say. Because if you don't do your job well, I'll be forced to find another secretary and your sister will lose her job."

"Don't worry," she replies, her nerves on edge.

"In that case, you can leave now."

"Do you accept me?"

Of course I accept you. That nice ass of yours is going to be mine.

"Yes, tell your sister," he replies coldly, turning his gaze back to his computer.

Catrina stands up to head for the exit, but Dorian looks up and notices that she really does have a nice ass. He frowns and feels his cock already getting hard.

He licks his lips, eager to get that woman to spread her legs very soon. He smiles and continues working.

[...]

As she closes the office door, Eliza looks up and sees her sister with a pale expression. She stands up and waits.

"What happened? What did she say to you?"

"I can stay, but I have to learn very well."

"Thank God, you see, I told you he wasn't as bad as he seems."

But Catrina did not support her sister's theory.

"Eliza, that man isn't a womanizer, is he?" The older sister walks quickly toward her to confront her. But the younger sister just blinks.

"No, he's not..." Catrina narrowed her eyes, not believing a word she said.

"You're lying, tell me the truth."

"I swear, he's never been in a gossip magazine or seen anywhere with a woman. In fact, no one comes here to see him, he doesn't get any calls, letters, or anything..."

"Is he gay?"

Eliza's eyes widened. She didn't think that about her boss, since he wasn't gay at all. But she couldn't tell her sister about her suspicions about him either. If she told her that she suspected her boss was having sex in his office, she would never stay at work.

"Noooo, of course not. He's just a private man. You won't have any problems with him, I assure you. He's never disrespected me, and I'm sure he won't disrespect you either."

Her sister looked at her seriously.

"Eliza, you're married and you have a huge belly. How do you think he's going to seduce you?"

"But he didn't do anything before that, seriously, you're safe."

"I doubt it!" she replies, walking over to the chair. "Let's get to work already."

Eliza exhales. She knew she was putting her sister in a bad position, but she trusted her boss not to take advantage of her. She was her sister, and if he respected her, he would respect Catrina too.

[…]

When it was time to leave, the sisters left the building and headed for Eliza's car.

"You shouldn't be driving, Eliza."

"You don't have a driver's license yet, so you'd better get moving on that so you can use my car to come to work.

"I'm perfectly capable of taking the bus.

"Don't be silly, of course not..."

The older sister thought her sister was a little dependent on the things her husband gave her, but at least she was working hard to keep her job and earn her own money. The brunette opened the car door and saw her sister's boss coming out of the elevator.

She watched him talking on the phone with a somewhat perverted smile on his face. He approached a huge SUV and then hung up the phone. Before he got into the car, he glanced sideways and caught her looking at him.

She immediately gets into her sister's car and doesn't look back. Her heart was beating so hard that it felt like it was going to jump out of her chest... Her sister starts the car and has to take the road where her boss's car is parked.

And to her misfortune, silly Eliza stops behind that man's truck, but Catrina doesn't turn around to look at him.

"Have a good evening, Mr. Borges," she says, rolling down the window.

Catrina swallows hard as she feels him lean over to look inside the car.

"Good evening," he says in that voice that makes her hair stand on end.

She implored the heavens for her sister to start the car once and for all.

Damn it, Eliza, what the hell are you doing?

When his secretary's car pulled away, Dorian watched it with a mischievous smile on his lips... perhaps his plans would move forward faster than he thought, since it seemed that Hans' little sister was not indifferent to him.

[...]

Eliza drove to her husband's work; they agreed to meet at his office after she left work.

"We'll stop by Jorge's. He told me to come to his work and then go out to dinner at a restaurant. He said it was to welcome you.

"They don't have to do this, it's too much.

"Don't be silly, we're almost there."

While Eliza looked for a place to park the car, Jorge had his tongue deep inside his secretary's pussy.

The brunette was sitting with her legs spread wide open on her boss's desk, while he lay sitting in his chair holding his secretary's thighs as he devoured her pussy with lust.

He licked the brunette's vaginal lips as if they were a lollipop, then began to suck her pussy protuberance roughly, causing her legs to tremble.

To keep her balance, she holds herself under her knees, allowing her boss to open her legs wider.

"Yes... eat my pussy, Jorge, eat it all, please. Suck it harder," she gasps loudly.

"Shhh... don't scream," she bites her lips to avoid making more noise.

"Bite my pussy, come on, bite it."

Driven by his secretary's explosive words, Jorge stands up, unzips his pants to take out his cock, quickly sticks it into the brunette's pussy, and feels relief.

He penetrates her for just a few minutes and immediately feels himself cum. He automatically pulls out his cock and empties his semen onto his secretary's pussy. He ran the slobbery head of his cock up and down the brunette's labia, still very hard.

And the brunette remained very hot and passionate.

From that position, he could see the woman's anus, throbbing and ready to receive his cock. The fluids from his whitish semen ran down to her anus, which would provide her with a good lubricant.

He guided the swollen head of his penis to the tiny hole in her ass, slowly pushing it in, feeling her anal muscles squeeze his cock.

"Damn, your ass is so hot."

"Yes, fuck me hard, please."

When he was completely inside, the sound of his cell phone began to ring. He looked at the screen and saw that it was his wife.

"Shit..."

He pulls out of her and starts to fix his clothes.

"Quick, take your clothes and get out of here. Get dressed in the bathroom outside, hurry up."

"What's going on? Aren't we going to finish?"

"We'll finish later. Now go!