The Executive Director's Secret

I am a department manager in a civil engineering company. Due to the poor management of a subcontractor, the ordered materials did not arrive, causing a significant mistake. I had to go to the remote site to take responsibility. When I told my husband, he advised me not to overdo it, and I left home.

The work was delayed, and I urgently placed an order with another company, but it was tough to manage alone. After three days, the executive director (the president's 27-year-old son) came to help. Thanks to the capable executive director, we were able to meet the deadline in ten days. At the remote site, which was full of men, the client company lent me a small prefab where I worked and slept. During the day, the executive director also worked in my prefab, but around the third week, he started sitting away from me...

When we were discussing work on the executive director's computer, I noticed a bulge in his crotch. I realized that he couldn't relieve himself in the shared sleeping quarters with the workers. I started to become conscious of him, both because of my mistake and because I respected the young and capable executive director.

After about a month, the site had a day off, and all the workers went home. Since I had orders to place the next day, I stayed, and so did the executive director. In the evening, after finishing work, I lay down to relax. I must have fallen asleep because I woke up to find the executive director touching my butt. He seemed surprised that I woke up suddenly, and he was holding his erect member, exposed.

As the executive director repeatedly apologized, I thought that since we were alone in the mountains and I had caused him trouble, my husband would forgive me for this. Maybe I just wanted to do it.

I pulled down the executive director's pants as he tried to put them on and took him into my mouth. His member, which had a musky smell, was harder and about twice the size of my husband's. Just by taking it in my mouth, I could feel myself getting wet.

"I can't take it if you put something like this in," I thought to myself, remembering my husband. But then the executive director pulled down my pants and started licking me. Feeling the cunnilingus after a long time, I forgot about my husband.

The executive director, unable to hold back, slowly entered me. "I've been told it hurts, are you okay?" he asked. With just the head inside, it felt tight with no gaps. I held his butt and pushed him all the way in. Goosebumps rose as I felt him deep inside, and I climaxed.

Just a little movement from the executive director made me climax. He was surprised at how many times I came. When he said he was about to come and tried to pull out, I used my legs to keep him inside and received his ejaculation deep inside. Naturally, I climaxed again as he was deep inside.

We slept naked with his arm as my pillow. We had dinner at night and had sex again. The next day, since no one was around, we did it outside. The executive director's member was so big that even holding it with both hands, the head would pop out, stimulating me deeply in any position. We spent the day naked.

While riding him, I said, "Executive director, this angle feels amazing. Also, from behind, remember this angle."

Around 6 PM, when the bus bringing everyone back arrived, we put on our clothes. The executive director said, "You look sexy in clothes, can we do it one more time?" Even though I said, "Everyone is coming back," he pulled down his pants and entered me from behind, ejaculating quickly.

From the next day, whenever the executive director wanted, he would just pull down my pants, and we would have sex. After about ten days of this, I was able to return. Having received nearly 30 ejaculations, I returned to my husband, acting as if nothing had happened.