The Office. Fantasy.

She takes her time getting ready, freshly waxed, hot shower, perfume (Christian Dior – Addict), stockings, heels, white bra, white shirt, black skirt, black heels. Her hair is a wild mess of curls as though she has just walked along the beach but it wouldn’t really matter what she tried to do with it – it has a life of its own. Her make up is understated. She really could pass for a professional something or other.

He’d sent her the text this morning – Come. Noon. She’d smiled when she’d read those two words. This was the fantasy she’d been hungry for. A long time coming. He knew she’d always wanted to sit under his desk sucking his huge cock while he was in a meeting. She’d promised to be quiet. She would just have her mouth between his legs licking and sucking quietly.

She finds his office. He isn’t there. He’d told her he wouldn’t be but she still feels a pang of anxiety. She looks around. Here was his other life. His life without her. She had only ever seen him in her bedroom. She moves quickly under the desk feeling a mixture of fear and excitement. It starts in her belly and quickly moves between her legs.

He enters the room with his colleague. Without a word he takes his chair not even a glance toward her. There is business talk about timelines and whatnot but slowly he pulls his cock from his trousers. She has always loved the look of his beautiful cock, even flaccid it is huge but right now it is full and getting so hard she can barely contain herself.

Of course, he known she would come – he’d planned this long ago. It was always about the timing of the experience. He’d already told her how to dress for the adventure. He’d even purchased the perfume he wanted her to wear. He liked the idea of his whore sitting on her knees sucking his cock while he continued to work. His cock demanded attention as much as she did.

Reaching under the desk he pulled her closer so he could feel her breath against his skin. Her tongue started licking his shaft. This was going to be a challenge.

Her natural urge to form sounds that seemed to come from her belly, her desire to rub his pre-cum all over her mouth, to tap the head against her lips had to be controlled – for now. He moved his chair in so she could swallow him. He would need to be careful that he didn’t go too deep or she would choke on him and it would all be over.

How he kept from fucking her face was beyond all imagining. Where he would usually grab her hair and push her to
her limits wasn’t possible. It was maddening for both. She moved her mouth lower to lick his balls, her lips pulling them in gently until both were caressed – her cunt is dripping now her heart is racing now – she knows they are both on the edge.

He is alone now. He grabs her head with both hands and pushes down as deep as he can coming down her throat. He pulls her on to his lap and into her cunt biting her neck. She arches her back. The animals come together. It isn’t enough. He is still hard. He pushes her on to his desk – face down – skirt up – cock inside. Oh fuck. Yes fuck. It is hard and fast and the pounding stops when another load finds its way inside her.

The Kiss is King. His tongue is inside her mouth. Go. She walks out – his cum slowly dripping down her thighs. Oh baby. You are going to make this happen for me! Promise. Ax