"Mr. Parker, I'm your boss!"
This half hearted protest fell on a death ears. Peter pinned the beautiful Iris West against the side of the wall, making her moan when Peter kissed away at the side of her face. Running a finger down her neck, Peter pleasured Iris in all of the ways. The dark stockings covering the woman's leg allowed Peter to run down onto her.
The Newspaper Editor allowed her photographer to feel her up. He had been doing good work and deserved a bonus, although this was not quite the bonus she had in mind.
It had been a year, almost a year and a half, since her husband disappeared in the great crisis. Making a heroic sacrifice. Iris had kept herself busy in her work. Iris West would be lying if she had not taken a fancy this handsome, adorkable young man, who reminded her a bit of Barry when he was younger. Not that Iris was looking for a replacement goldfish.
"Tell me to stop and I will," Peter said.
"HR will be all over this if they catch us," Iris joked.
Peter moved Iris to a secluded alcove, so he could grope her in piece. Her blouse came undone and Iris worked her hand down Peter's trousers and found his erect cock. She rubbed it up and down.
"Tell me, Mr. Parker, do you like it when your boss sticks her hand down your pants and starts rubbing your big fat cock?" Iris asked him in a breathy voice. "Would you like me to touch it when it's out of your pants?"
"Yes," Peter grunted. "I want you to do anything you want, chief."
Iris just smiled and pulled Peter's pants down to his ankles and his undershorts followed. The thick, juicy cock pushed out of his pants and Iris, having had a year draught on sex, zeroed in on it. Iris kissed the edge of Peter's cock, her juicy lips rubbing up against him.
"I bet you'd really like it if I did this, Mr. Parker," Iris said.
Iris turned around and ground her fine ass all over Peter's cock. She caught Peter staring at it several times and the reaction he gave her when Iris rubbed her ass up and down against his cock proved her point. He had been obsessed with her ass. Peter grabbed ahold of Iris's cheeks and pulled up her skirt.
"I want to bury my face in your ass," Peter said.
"Mr. Parker!" Iris said in mock shock. "That's completely inappropriate workplace behavior."
Peter yanked off Iris's panties to reveal her delicious cheeks. Peter buried his face between Iris's cheeks and caused her to throw her head back, moaning intensely. Iris undid the buttons on her blouse when Peter worshipped her ass. And also, he fingered her pussy, which added to Iris's pleasure.
She wanted him. Badly. Iris West could not describe how badly she wanted Peter Parker, but she wanted him badly. And deep down, she always felt attracted to the young man. The fact he had a cock to die for, only added to Iris's lust.
"I want you to slam me against the wall and shove your cock in my pussy."
"Is that an order?" Peter cockingly asked.
Iris turned around and flashed Peter her breasts. She cupped them, teasing Peter with them. The dark nipples stuck up at attention and Iris leaned in, sucking them hard while showing Peter her pussy. Peter leaned in and rubbed her pussy lips.
Finally, Peter grabbed ahold of Iris by the hips, reared back, and put his head against Iris's pussy entrance. He rubbed against her, and stopped. Leaving Iris hanging, pleading, begging for Peter to push his cock inside of her. Peter teased her body and kissed away at the woman's lips before leaning in and sucking the side of her neck.
"And this is completely appropriate workplace behavior?" Peter asked.
"Just fuck me already," Iris pleaded with him.
Peter grabbed ahold of Iris and speared into her body. The view of Iris's breasts bouncing close to his face enticed Peter. He leaned in and sucked on them hard. Iris closed her eyes and moaned very sexually in Peter's ear the faster he drove into ehr tight body.
She wanted this, she needed this. Iris wanted him inside of her. Peter Parker touched all of the spots on Iris's insides, stuffing her full with his big cock.
The tight, snug walls wrapped around Peter's thick organ. He could feel the warm and velvety feeling tugs around him. Iris's stocking clad legs rubbing up against his sides also felt amazing. Peter grabbed the gorgeous woman and speared her into the wall.
Oh, Iris might have been Peter's boss, but at this point, Peter was in charge with her. Iris succumbed to Peter's touches, losing control. And relishing in the fact said control had been faded. Peter kissed her neck and left a love bite on it which would be difficult to explain away.
Iris did not mind. She just encouraged Peter to keep marking her. His fingers kept drifting against her ass, and Iris just broke out into a very obvious grin when she knew where Peter's attention was.
"Make me cum enough, and I'll let you fuck it," Iris said.
A twitch in Peter's balls only increased his lust. He wanted to be deep in Iris's ass, pounding her from behind. The speed he worked into her body had been very impressive. Peter found her breasts again and noisily sucked on them. The sounds echoed down the hallways.
Thankfully, Peter and Iris had been the only two on this level. Unless, of course, someone came up from the elevator. The thought of someone coming across them, it made Iris tingle. Hopefully another female employee. Iris tingled at the thought of Peter buying her silence with his cock.
Peter slammed into Iris, and could not hold back. Iris clutched onto his tightly and milked his cock. Her dark eyes clouded over with several shades of lust from Peter pushing deep inside of her and slamming Iris's pussy. She came hard in response to him and milked Peter's balls of his cum.
Iris closed her eyes and enjoyed the cum splashing into her body. Each twitch of his cock inside of her released more seed. Iris closed her legs around Peter and allowed him to keep slamming inside of her body.
"Oh, that was amazing," Peter said.
"And we're not done yet," Iris said. "I believe I promised you something."
Iris turned around and slapped her delicious ass cheeks. The booty jiggling in front of Peter's eyes sent his eyes onto Iris's round bottom. So much lust spread through his body. Iris popped a finger into her mouth, got it nice and wet and ran it down her back.
Cum dripped from the carpet, and Iris slid her finger into her back passage. She looked Peter straight in the eye when fingering her asshole and making Peter just throb. The hunger, the pleasure about ready to build through his loins had been utterly stunning.
"Come here and take it," Iris said.
Peter grabbed ahold of Iris's ass and slid his cock deep into her.
"Damn, Iris, your ass feels amazing!" Peter yelled.
"This is what you wanted, isn't it?" Iris asked "To be balls deep….in my ass!"
Peter leaned in to kiss Iris's neck and down her back. Her breasts, bouncing from Peter's thrusts into her tight anal core stuck out in the most alluring fashion. Peter leaned into Iris and pleasured her. The deep moans coming from the woman only electrified Peter the deeper he smashed her ass and buried himself into her tight, rear entrance. Rocking back and forth, Peter rode away at her.
"Yes, that's...what I want….Peter!" Iris yelled. "PETER! HARDER!"
She had proven to be quite the wild cat. Despite the fact they were in this secluded hallway, Peter wondered if this was going to be the beginning of something new, or just a one time thing. Peter gave into his lust and owned Iris's ass. Iris kept flashing him dirty looks and shifty grins. While Peter, hammering away at her all of the way, send a tremor of pleasure down through her body.
"It's what you want?" Iris breathed for him. "And it's what I want. Those big balls just bouncing all over my ass. They're going to give me your cum. You're going to bury deep in my ass. Oh, you fucking stud, cum in my ass. Fill me the same way you filled my pussy."
"What will people think if you're sleeping with your employee?" Peter asked.
"It's all your fault...if I'm all over social media!" Iris cried out.
Peter leaned in and worked Iris's fine ass all over to the end. His balls, about ready to burst, slapped down onto Iris's ass when he slammed into her. He finally reared back and unloaded inside of Iris's ass.
Iris came so hard, she stained the wall. She almost felt bad for the janitor, who would have to clean up this mess in the aftermath.
Peter finished in her ass and splattered Iris with an anal cream pie. She slid against the wall, clothes on the floor in various states of disarray, never mind her body.
"Well, I believe it's about time for us to get off," Iris said.
"Didn't we already just do that?" Peter asked.
Iris rolled her eyes slightly, even though she smiled.
"Of work, obviously," Iris said. "Oh, and Peter?"
She slipped a key into Peter's hand and whispered an address in his ear. A pinch of Peter's ass could not make the invitation more clear or plain.
Perhaps the start of something, but most certainly not a one time thing.
End.