Alex finished off the sentence and finished off the last of what was left of her pride. Ryan was about to finish off something different, and withdrew his dick out of her ass, which was left behind as a gaping hole. He flipped her over harshly and grabbed her hair with one hand, holding her skull and resting it on the desk. He moved his body forward and positioned himself just in time. It took him two strokes in total before his orgasm hit him like a truck. A what seemed to be unending stream of sperm shot out of his satisfied cock, ending up on her already wet face. When he was finished he smeared what was left on his dick over her lips. He admired his work. He admired her. Her eyelids, lashes, nose, cheeks, lips, chin, every part of her face was covered with his semen.
Only a minute later he already had his blouse on and buttoned up. The red stains dried up. He would have to keep his jacket on until he reached the bedroom, so that Liz wouldn’t start to ask difficult questions. He fixed his hair and grabbed his jacket. He turned around. Alex was still laying on the desk. – naked and covered in sperm, blood and her own juices. She wasn’t moving, but her eyes were open. Tears were still running down.
Ryan walked up to the desk and kneeled down, leaning on his arms on the desk, staring her in the face and talking softly. “Monday I expect you to hand in the spreadsheet I asked you to make this afternoon. And you’ll be wearing skirts from now on, only skirts. And clean up this mess… Tell anyone about this little episode we had, and I will do it all over again. And kill you. Understand?” She didn’t speak, she just looked at him.
Ryan smiled at her, stood up and walked towards the door. He turned around one last time with a sly smile. “Next time, I drink my coffee black.” and with that left his employee behind, naked and broken. He was looking forward to an evening of snuggling with his wife and kids on the couch. And who knows, maybe have his way with little Alex again next week.
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