I started thrusting slowly, stretching Judy's asshole with careful, deliberate pushes. The lotion made every inch slide in easier, but the tightness was still incredible.
Each time I bottomed out, my balls pressed against her soaked pussy lips, and she moaned louder, deep, broken sounds that echoed in the quiet office.
As I fucked her, making her moan with every thrust, her assistant suddenly spoke up from the chair.
"Ma'am, sorry for disturbing you, but I forgot to tell you something," the assistant said, voice small but steady, eyes still fixed on the sight of her boss bent over the sofa, my cock disappearing into her stretched asshole with every slow push.
"What is it… ahh…" Judy asked, moaning in between words, voice cracking as I drove in deep again.
"Your husband called because he couldn't reach you," the assistant continued sincerely. "He said he wants to take you out for a candlelight dinner tonight and was trying to see if you'd be free earlier this evening."
