Chika? Sharon wondered, then she connected the name to the office manager, Miss Amanna. But why in the world would Miss Amanna have been talking to their boss about his secretary’s b0s0m?
“Can I put my bra and blouse back on now?” Sharon asked him, wanting to hide her b0s0m, along with her shame.
His sadistic laughter seemed to fill the room. “You haven’t even started being Unclad yet, you silly cunt!” he yelled at her. “You think one peek at your tits is worth me keeping you out of jail? If you want to hang onto your freedom, reputation, and that damn paycheck of yours, you’re going to have to do a whole hell of a lot more than flash your tits around before you’ve paid your dues!”
Sharon almost panicked when he rose and started around the desk, and she backed into the corner of the office, holding the palm of her hands up to cover her b0s0m. Her stomach tensed and her heart leaped into her throat, but Alex seemed to ignore her as he walked across the room. When he reached the other side, he took a key out and locked the door, then turned back to her as he dropped the key into his pocket.
“Now I want to see your Unclad butt0ckz, bitch!” he snarled at her. “When you’re finished, I don’t want you to have on a stitch of clothes!”
“No!” Sharon squealed, clutching her b0s0m so tightly that her fingertips made marks in the flesh.
Alex snatched her bra and blouse from the chair where she had dropped them, and carried them over to an open cabinet. He tossed the garments inside, then slammed the door and turned toward the frightened young woman.
“I told you that you didn’t have a fu-Cking choice,” he said as he walked back behind his desk and sat down. “If you don’t do everything I and Miss Amanna say, we’re going to call the newspapers and the police. And right now, I’ll kick you out of here with your tits hanging out for all the rest of the secretaries to see, then I’ll tell everybody that you were stripping and begging to sU-Ck my J0yst!ck to keep me from calling the cops!”
“Please!” Sharon groaned, but the fiery lust in her boss’ eyes told the young secretary that her pleas didn’t stand a chance. There was nothing she could do, so she stepped forward in the room and began stripping out of her clothes, until she finally stood Unclad before Alex Odaju.
He whistled softly. The s*xy** young bitch’s body was even better than he had expected. He felt his long J0yst!ck grow hard in his trousers as he glared closely at her trembling flesh.
?She was neither short nor tall, perhaps five-five, with a sleek body that seemed molded to her bones. Her weight wasn’t much more than a sixty-five kg, and all of it was packed in long muscles that looked like they were built for speed. Her eyes were brown with big and innocent looking eyeballs and her features were small, giving her an appearance of being younger than she was. A long neck and small shoulders came next, then her cream chocolate flesh flowed down her chest to arch outward into a pair of magnificent tits. Her t
its were full and firm, and the tips looked like they were almost reaching upward and outward, as if seeking a mouth to sU-Ck them in. The halos of skin around the stubby Tips were darker pink than the surrounding skin. Never had Alex seen a better pair of shapely tits, and the lusty sight was beginning to make his mouth water.
Her legs were lean and hard. And the backs of the thighs crawled up onto a pert, tight little butt0ckz which trembled tensely because she was afraid. Far down her belly, a soft patch of black cunt hair grew like a pelt around the lips of her delicate little cunt. Her cunt slit peeked out of its beard as Alex stared at Sharon’s crotch, and he smiled at the evil thoughts that he had. Sharon was the best looking secretary he had ever seen in all of his forty years, and she — to Alex Odaju’s delight — was in his and Chika’s clutches.
“Please, Mr. Alex!” the frightened secretary m0aned. “Let me get dressed! I’m so terribly ashamed!”
“Shut up!” he growled, and pushed his chair back from the desk. “Come over here in front of me so I can get a better look!”
A glance at the door reminded her that it was still locked.
Trembling, Sharon stumbled on faltering feet to the side of the desk, where she used a hand on top of the wooden surface to give her whirling head some balance.
“Over here, damn it!” Alex snarled, pointing at the edge of the desk in front of him. When she moved around, he ordered her to face the other way, her Unclad butt0ckz toward his face, then to lean forward onto the top of the desk.
Sharon grimaced, but did as she was told. She really saw little choice. She leaned forward, onto her chest and stomach on top of the wooden desk. The position perched her butt0ckz over the edge of the desk, right in front of Alex’s face.
“God!” she groaned in desperate humiliation when she knew that he was staring right at her Unclad butt0ckz and cunt. She could almost feel his eyes painting her skin red with embarrassment as his stares pawed over her flesh.
Alex peered at the young woman’s Unclad butt0ckz. It was there, just three feet from his face. He used his shoes to kick apart her bare feet until her as
s-crease and K!ttyC@t partially spread.