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Jessica nodded and walked quickly away and only frequent sounds of clicking heels accompanied her. "You forget your underwear, Jessica!" Barbra yelled angrily, picking a wet red panties by two fingers and waved them, but Jessica already gone and now standing near the closed president's door and taking a deep breath. "Uuuu... Calm down, Jessie... you've got this... You're a CEO here, just remember it and... everything will be fine and... at the evening you'll find out what going on..." Jessica whispered to herself and knocked on the door with trembling hands "... just calm down..." and opening door slightly and peeking inside.

"Mr. Smith! Your morning ca-a-apuccino!" she announced smiling shyly, taking the first step. Her childishly high-pitched, girlish voice echoed around the room while her gaze met a boss sitting relaxed and gazing at the phone. "Sir...?" she asked quietly stepping on the thick carpet between the door and desk. She didn't understand why, but for some reason, at that very moment, when she looked at her boss, she wanted to impress him very, very much.

"Errmm" John was still sitting at his desk and staring at the phone, pretending that he doesn't hear Jessica. Seemed that it only increased her desire. "I brought your coffee and, and um... cinnamon... Sir!" she added with a cheeky smile and finally, taking another steps, stopped in front of his desk and putting a cup next to his hand. Then she blushed lightly and stuttered, "Um...Mr. Smith, um, sir... Like, this is still morning... like...um... " she giggled nervously and took deep breath, leaning over desk closer to John and placing her hands on it, so her breasts hanged freely and bounced slightly.

"Ugh. For fucks sake, stop whining" John muttered annoyed and raised his face, "Get to your-" but stopped stunned, finally seeing his pretty stupid personal secretary's huge round boobs dangling before him. "Oh... And what's this supposed to mean...?" he said suspiciously looking at Jessica and than narrowed his eyes staring on her cleavage with smile on his face.

Jessica's mind was a whirlwind of different completely opposite thoughts, feelings and images. On one hand, she knew who she was and her true identity and wanted to yell angrily, kick him out and finally understand what is happening with her. But the other hand she was feeling horny and submissive before him, thinking about blowing him. And it was a very strong feeling, although she still tried to resist it and felt very ashamed only about these thoughts. And again, it was within her that she encountered arguments that he was the boss of the whole company and she is a simply dumb secretary and her place was down on her knees to give him the best morning blow.

"Like, eeek! Sir! Um, no... nothing!" Jessica finally spoke back smiling and giggling, she realized that she was staring blankly and not responding for a very long time. "Um... Yes... I mean... sorry, sir!" and straightened up a little, showing him her heavy boobs.

John leaned back on his chair and sighed, saying firmly, "Stop it... I don't have enough time for your stupid nonsense, Jessica. Do what you are meant to do! Get under table and open my zipper with teeth!" and putting a hands behind head. "Come on, hurry. I haven't time!"