"Oh, Mr. Wise," she giggled when his fingers began probing into the quivering crack of her ass through the thin material of her dress. "That makes me feel all naughty."

"Don't you like to feel naughty?" he whispered, still working his fingers around in the soft flesh between her luscious asscheeks.

"I don't know," she smiled up at him. "It's a funny feeling."

When he suddenly drew her into his arms, Angie offered her soft open lips up to his as she lightly pressed her hot pussy against his groin. She could feel his hard cock grinding back at her through his pants.

"Angie," he whispered excitedly, "will you stay with me tonight?"

She could hardly believe that her handsome boss actually wanted her to sleep with him.

"Gee, yes," she nervously giggled, too excited to hide her feelings. "I'd love to."

Later that night when they left the penthouse party, Bernie Wise drove directly to a motel where he discreetly maintained a suite on a yearly basis.

When they entered the man's suite, Angie sat nervously on the edge of the big king-sized bed while he excused himself and disappeared into the dressing room. Trembling with excitement, Angie could hardly believe that she was going to be fucked by her handsome new boss.

A wild thrill shot through her entire body when he entered the room, wearing a dressing gown. Noticing his bare legs and feet, Angie realized he was wearing nothing but the robe, and she tried to visualize what his cock looked like beneath it.

Walking over to what the beautiful girl was sitting on the edge of the bed, he gently took her hands and lifted her to a standing position. Reaching down, be took the hem of her dress and drew it slowly up over her head. He smiled with approval at the braless beauty standing naked before him.