his lap and knelt on the floor
beneath his desk. “Am I getting warm?”
His grin was adorable. “Oh, you are definitely way past
warm.” His penis lengthened and gave her a nod.
“I see. So, here you are, working away, unaware that I’ve
been hiding beneath your desk just waiting for an opportunity to surprise you.”
When he gave a little cough and shifted in his seat to make her job a little
easier, she knew she was on target.
“Then I would probably run my hands up your legs and unzip
your slacks.” She tiptoed her fingers up his legs and roamed around a bit as
though performing the service she’d mentioned before palming his balls in one
hand and stroking his stiffening cock with the other.
His erection was completely firm again within seconds. “Oh
my. Now this is impressive. I wonder what you were thinking about that got you
so big and hard all by yourself. I don’t think it was that report you were
supposedly working on. I bet you were thinking about this.” She extended her
tongue and licked his cock from bottom to top then circled the tip and gave it
a tiny bite. She gazed up at him, wanting to see his face as she opened her
mouth to take full possession. His expression was one of adoration, gratitude
and relief, all combined. It was no less than she’d hoped for.
Continuing to tickle his testicles, she took his entire
length into her mouth and held it against the back of her throat as she
swallowed and slid her tongue from side to side. Rhythmically squeezing and
relaxing her hold on the base of his cock, she slowly sucked her way back to
the top of the shaft, swirled her tongue around the cap and poked at the tiny
hole in its center. Down her mouth slid again, then back up, down and up again
and again, determined to give him the best blowjob he’d ever had on top of
fulfilling one of his fantasies.
She planned to keep her pace slow until he begged her to
finish but she found herself getting aroused by her own performance. Playing
out this fantasy for him was turning out to be one of the sexiest things she’d
ever done in her life. She started sucking faster because of her own building
need and was momentarily bewildered when he gave her upper arms a tug.
“Up,” he said simply and she stopped mid-suck. “Different
fantasy.” He gave her another tug and she released her hold on his sex.
It was easy to envision the next scene of his fantasy
because it was another of her own secret desires. She climbed onto the wide
chair with one knee on each side of his hips and poised herself so that her
pussy was tickling the top of his penis.
Jeff used his thumbs to open the passage door and her
wetness allowed her to completely envelop him in one easy downward slide
without any further assistance.
“Dear god, Cory, this is exactly how I imagined us, only I
could never have imagined it feeling this good. I think I could stay like
this—”
His thought was aborted as she raised herself upward,
tightening her muscles around him as she moved. “Are you sure?” She swiftly
lowered herself on him again. “Wouldn’t you rather I do this?”
A guttural groan was his first response. But then he took
back a bit of control by lifting her lush mounds and suckling each nipple ’til
she was grinding her hips into his, seeking her own pleasure as much as
stirring his.
Having already burned off the built-up tension allowed them
to go more slowly this round. As she relentlessly fucked his shaft, their hands
explored wherever they could reach and their mouths tasted and nipped at will.
But when he pressed his thumb against her clit and rotated
it in one direction then the other, she quickly gave up all thoughts of making
it last. Her body seemed to take over in an attempt to release the increasing
tightness. Her vagina tensed around his thick cock then relaxed and tensed
again, challenging him to a game of who can hold out the longest. That ploy
only served to make him work harder to drive her to lose