Role-Reversal Shemale Domination
Shemale domination is something I always enjoy doing, but every now and again someone like you comes along and turns the tables on me…
I step from behind my desk and firmly shake your hand, thank you for coming and ask you to have a seat. As you pass me, I casually let my tented erection rub you as you pass me through the front of my tight fitting office skirt. You are trying for the job, so you let it go. After all, you could have been imagining what you felt, I do look like a run-of-the-mill extremely attractive blonde female, and why on earth would I hit on you at a job interview?
You sit there, nervously tapping your pen to your teeth and answering my questions. I come out from behind my desk and continue, clearly making you more nervous. Finally, I let out a loud, surprising sneeze. You jump and your pen goes flying underneath the desk. I offer to get it, but you insist, going behind my desk, and again bending straight over to let your skirt drift up your ass and show the bare cheeks and cleft hanging down.
You slowly rise, and look at my crotch before my face, and smile as you surprisingly confirm my erection poking out. I see the look of intrigue and excitement in your eye. And I know that you know my secret now. I sit down in my chair, open my legs slightly and undo the top button of my white fitted shirt, letting my long blonde hair fall past my cleavage. I smile seductively and you now perch on the corner of my desk. You lean forward and kiss me hard on the mouth, sliding your tongue into mine, then biting me hard on the lip, enough to draw a little blood! I recoil for a second and touch my fingertip to my lip, tasting the coppery wetness.
I look up at you and smile wickedly. I like this chick. You know the power has now shifted, and keep one leg on the floor, the other on my desk, leaving a clear path from your knees to your bare, shaven pussy.
You look me in my eyes and enjoy the struggle I am having to keep looking up and not down. You knock my jar of paperclips on the floor, with a whispered “Oops…” and tell me I should pick them up. When I go to the floor, you knock off a high heel and put your foot on my shoulder, and use your toes to point out a clip I missed. I obediently pick up all the clips, and when I look up I can see you looking down my top at my white sheer bra, my nipples hard as rocks.
When I get back in my chair, you are now holding my very expensive MontBlanc pen. I am loving Shemale domination by this sexy, confident woman. You sensually put it to your lips, then teeth, and finally open your mouth and slide it in and out while holding my eye. I manage to stutter and ask if you have any other questions. You smile, say “Just One”, and slide my pen under your dress, and straight into your wet pussy. You take it out, place it on my lips, and ask, “When do I start?”
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