That's a Job for a MILF 34.1 (Patreon)

"Excuse me, Greg, did you want to see me?" Suzanne said, entering her boss's office. Now she was completely used to call him by his first name when they were alone. 

Mr. Hill took his eyes off the papers on his desk and looked up. Suzanne was right in front of him, leaning on the table, almost as if she wanted to tease him. She was using an extremely low-cut blouse that morning and her huge boobs looked fantastic. The man could feel his dick getting hard in his pants. 

"If I may say so, you look particularly beautiful today, Suzanne." 

"Why, thank you, Greg!" she said, showing her most seductive smile. "I think by now you have earned the right to compliment me whenever you want, you know... And I'm not complaining about that!" God, she loved flirting with him so much… "But I don't think you've called me here just to talk about my appearance, have you?" 

"You know, I could keep doing this all day long… But unfortunately not. I need you to deliver some documents. Oh, and I also want to ask you something. Would you mind staying late at the office again tonight? I've a lot of work to finish, and I'd really appreciate your help." 

"Not a problem, Greg. I'm always glad to help you, in every possible."

Suzanne knew very well that whenever Mr. Hill asked her to stay in the office at night, it never was just about work. But that was a good thing. This was a perfect opportunity to put into practice what she had been planning during the last few days...

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"Well, I think that's it" Mr. Hill sighed, relieved. "Our work is done." 

It was already past eight o'clock, and the man and Suzanne had finally finished analyzing the company's new export contracts, making sure everything was right. 

"Oh, Greg, you look so tense!" Suzanne said, with a concerned look. 

"You know how hard those contracts can be... They are definitely not pleasant to work with."

"Oh, poor you… Let me try to help you relax a little bit."

She went to the office's liquor cabinet, and poured some Scotch Whiskey for Mr. Hill. By now, she already knew it was his favorite drink. She handed the glass to him, and then began to massage his shoulders. 

"That feels so nice, Suzanne… Very, very nice… You have amazing hands… What have I done to deserve such a reward?"

"Well, you're you, silly. That's more than enough for me" she whispered in his ear, making him shiver.

Suzanne’s original plan was to postpone as much as possible any kind of sexual intercourse with Mr. Hill so that he wouldn’t lose interest in her. However, these days she was afraid that she might be delaying it a bit too much, and this could have an effect contrary to the desired – Mr. Hill could get tired of waiting for so long, and start having an affair with someone else. 

Nothing indicated that this could be true, and perhaps Suzanne was just being paranoid because of the man's reputation. However, it was better to be safe than sorry. She couldn't have sex as the other women, of course, since her prosthetic vagina wasn't functional, but she certainly knew a trick or two that would keep Mr. Hill entertained for some time. And that would be no sacrifice for her, certainly not! 

She continued massaging his shoulders, and then her hands slowly went down to his chest. Oh, she loved that... Despite his age, he still had a very muscular body. She thought how nice it would be to sleep with her head resting on that chest after a long night of sex. Too bad she couldn't go that far... At least for now! 

The man was clearly enjoying that, too. His breathing was getting faster and faster, and he had even begun to moan softly. Then, before Suzanne realized what was going on, Mr. Hill had turned his chair and pulled her body. She was then sitting on his lap, with a surprised expression on her face. 

"Oh, you are such a bad boy, aren't you, Greg?" she teased him, feeling his hard cock against her big butt. "I was just trying to make you relax but I see that you have other things in mind!" 

"I just can't help it, Suzanne... Not anymore." 

He kissed her deeply, with more passion than ever. It seemed like he was about to explode with such horniness. His hands immediately went to her breasts, rubbing and lightly pinching her nipples. Suzanne reacted with equal enthusiasm, kissing him back and wiggling on his cock, making him even hornier. 

Not long after, Mr. Hill had already lowered the top of her blouse and her bra, and was sucking her boobs. 

"Oh, yeah, Greg! God, it feels so good!" she cried out, pressing his head even harder against her chest. She had fantasized about that moment for so many weeks… And now that it was truly happening, it was even better than she had expected. Having her boobs sucked by Mr. Hill was one of the best feelings she had experienced... ever!

She was so distracted by those wonderful sensations that she didn't even realize that one of the man's hands had sneaked into her skirt, between her legs, and was almost reaching her lace panties…