The next few weeks sped by in a blur of meetings, conference calls, and memos. One in particular reiterated the company’s policy on inter-office romances which made me think that someone else had been there that night. I didn’t see Annie very much over those few weeks, she had been working on other things, but that didn’t stop me from fantasizing about her every chance I got. When we would pass each other, we’d give knowing looks and smile coyly. We wanted each other even more than before, but there was barely any time.
One day, I noticed she wasn’t around and I asked about her to another employee.
“Oh yeah, she called in sick.”
“Sick?” I asked. It was mid-spring and nobody had been sick for months. We had even spoken briefly the day before and there was no indication that she was sick.
“Yeah, I don’t know, man, I think she’s gotta be fucking someone though. She’s always so perky here. I tell ya though, I wish it was me.”
I smiled to myself a little, knowing that it was me. I walked back to my office and closed the door. I couldn’t get Ana out of my head, so I closed the blinds and told my secretary to hold my calls. She wasn’t even there and she had me all worked up. I sat at my desk and rubbed my thick cock through my pants. I imagined her warm mouth wrapped around it, her head bobbing up and down. My eyes were closed and my head tilted back so that I didn’t notice my secretary standing in the door.
“Mr Harrison?” she asked, snapping me out of it.
“Yes?” I asked, slightly embarrassed that I had been caught.
“Your 10 o’clock is here.”
I had completely forgotten about my meeting with a new supplier. “Show him in.”
“Yes sir.”
I straightened up in my chair as he walked in and sat down.
“What can we do for you, Mr Phillips?”
The conversation droned on in its usual fashion for a while; how we could increase profits and their distribution. I had gotten so bored with the conversation that I barely noticed a gentle hand start running up my leg slowly. Slightly alarmed, I peeked down under my desk to find those two gorgeous brown eyes starting up at me above a devilish smile.
My head snapped up to Mr Phillips who had been going on about some supply chain problems he’d had before. Her hand continued up my leg to my thigh where she paused. The other hand joined her and she pulled me closer. Mr Phillips was starting out the window, going on about something I honestly can’t remember. My focus was on Annie now and her hands rubbing my cock through my pants. I felt her silently undo my belt and unzip my pants, reaching in to rub me over my underwear. I let out a barely audible moan and grabbed her hand. This only emboldened her as she twisted from my grip and continued rubbing. Her tongue traced the outline of my cock slowly, causing a rush of blood to the area. My eyes lost focus for a moment and a louder moan brought back the attention of Mr Phillips.
“So you agree then? Your prices are just too high for a business of my size.”
“Uh… Yes,” I recovered, “Yes, but our service is the best around, Mr Phillips. I think you’ll see that we’ll take excellent care of your account.”
She pulled down my underwear and softly kissed the tip of my dick, causing a shudder to work through me. My visitor was back at the window, starting out and yammering on about something else so I pulled back from my desk just slightly and mouthed “Not now.” to her sinful grin.
“Right now,” she mouthed back at me, determined. She pulled down my pants and underwear to my ankles and ran her soft tongue up the length of my shaft and pulled my chair back to its original position. She didn’t want to get caught by a customer, but she was going to make me sweat. I laced my fingers and tried to concentrate on Mr Phillips, but she wasn’t making it easy. She slowly slid my now throbbing erection into her mouth and circled my head with her tongue.
“I think we should talk about this more after you’ve had some experience with your customer service rep.” I said hurriedly.
“I would but they tell me she’s sick today,” he replied, still staring out the window. I coughed. I had no idea she was on his account. I leaned back to look at her under my desk and she smiled innocently, softly slapping her cheek with my cock. She let a large trail of saliva fall from her mouth into me and stroked it into my shaft slowly. She flicked her tongue in the underside of my head and then quickly to my whole length into her mouth. She held there for a while, her nose mashed into me, teasing my balls with her tongue. I could barely keep track of what this guy was saying. She had my head spinning as she silently deepthroated my cock over and over again, getting me closer and closer to the edge.
I think she could feel me getting closer because she suddenly backed off. I brief tease here and there from her tongue kept me rock hard and at attention, but I was aching for her at that point. I had to end this meeting so that I could lock the door and ravage her. I longed for her warm, wet pussy. I dug my fingers into the desk and pressed on, knowing I could blow at any minute if she wanted me to. I felt her tongue licking the base of my shaft and balls. Her soft, warm tongue tracing its way around me, soft kisses on my sensitive hip bones that sent shudders through me over and over. A single stroke of my shaft, then her warm breath. Edging me closer and closer.
Finally, he got the point and turned to leave.
“We’ll check back in about a week. Sound good?”
“Yes sir, talk to you in a week.”
I waved him out the door and got up. I locked the door and hurried back to my desk as fast as I could, but she was already in my chair. Her legs were crossed on my desk and she sat in nothing but a black corset and stockings with heels.
“You tried to stop me,” she teased. “Tsk tsk… You’ve been a bad boy. Time to apologize.” As she said this, her legs uncrossed and she set her heels on the edge of my desk. I was momentarily struck silent. I felt myself slowly drop to my knees and crawl over to my chair.
“Apologize. Grovel and worship your goddess, slave.”
“Yes, my queen,” I said. I reached towards her panties to pull them off but she grabbed my face roughly.
“Ah-ah-ah,” she sang, “No hands.”
I slid my tongue along the side of her very wet pussy and took her panties in my teeth. I slowly pulled them down and kissed my way back up her legs and thighs. She took my head in her hands and roughly pulled me into her warm slit. Her legs clamped down around my head, holding me tightly to her. My nose was buried into her sweet pussy, making it somewhat difficult to breathe, but I didn’t care. Her pussy was so warm and wet that I couldn’t concentrate on anything else. She tasted even better than I had remembered, and something about her dominating me made it that much hotter.
She allowed me to come up for air, then pushed me down onto my back on the floor. She stood over me for a second, then eased herself down onto my face. She was in total control now. I worked my tongue all around her, thrusting it inside and out and teasing her clit.
“No teasing,” she said firmly. She grabbed my hair and pulled me even closer than I was, smothering me under her beautiful pussy. Her thighs clamped around my head, locking me under her. I could only hear the blood pumping in my ears. My tongue pushed back inside her, reaching as far as I could inside. Then I pulled it out and lapped at her clit, trying as hard as I could to make her cum. Her moans grew louder and I worried for a minute about the rest of the office. She eased up for a second, allowing me to gasp in a breath and then came right back down on my face. Her juices flowed down my chin and onto my neck and her thighs began to tremble. I knew she was getting close but I could tell that she wasn’t nearly finished with me. Her moans grew louder and more intense as I licked and sucked at her amazing slit. From my hands, I felt her toes curl as an orgasm seized her, but it was the wet gush of her juices on my face that recharged me for her.
My cock was hard and aching, desperately wanting her to take it in her mouth, but she only teased it with her hand. She stayed fixed on my face as I began licking her sweet pussy again. More and more of her fluid ran down my face until I could feel a small puddle at the back of my head and neck soak my hair. Her second orgasm came more quickly this time, another gush of juices covered my face and she finally set my face free. I almost didn’t want her to, but I was hoping that now she would let me plunge my cock into her. As she sat on my chest, she played with my hard dick. She batted at it like a cat and stroked it briefly. She knew I was on the edge and was making me beg for it.
“Do you want to cum now, slave?”
“Yes, my queen.”
She began rubbing her pussy as I lay under her. I was too far for my tongue to reach but I wanted to taste her pussy again already.
“Do you think you’ve earned it?” she asked, breathing harder.
“I certainly have tried, your majesty.”
Her breathing grew quicker and deeper as she played with her wet slit. I felt her juices dripping onto my chest as she reached another climax and her pussy gushed onto my face. I tasted her sweetness on my lips as she brought me closer to the edge with her hands. Before I could get too far over, she stood over me, drowning me in her wetness.
“Get up,” she ordered, pointing to my chair.
“Yes, my queen.”
I sat there, naked and soaked in her pussy juices as she knelt down between my legs. Her hands slowly worked up my thighs again and her fingertips gently brushed along the length of my throbbing cock. Her soft pink tongue slowly ran from the base of my shaft to the tip, teasing small circles along the way. A large gob of saliva wet her hand as she gently teased my cock and balls. I had eased back from the edge, but she was still making me beg for it.
“Please, my queen… Please let me cum…”
“Oh you’ll come…” she sang, “right when I want you to.”
She smiled wickedly up at me as her tongue made another trip up the length of my shaft. I ached, she teased. I was getting close but I tried to keep it to myself. I focused on something, anything else, trying to keep this incredible experience going as long as I could. She must have noticed something, maybe I had stopped moaning or my eyes lost focus, but she began working faster. Her fingers closed around my shaft as she flicked the tip of my cock with her tongue.
All of a sudden, she quickly deepthroated my entire length, licking my balls at the same time. My eyes went blurry and I felt a rush of blood to my head, like I had stood up too quickly. Her head popped up quickly as the first thick rope of cum shot out of my cock and almost straight up over my head. It came down onto my chest as another and another exploded from my cock. My chest and stomach were covered in my warm, sticky cum as it continued to flow from my still hard cock. She rose from between my legs and began lapping it up. With it all cleaned from my stomach, she began slurping it from my shaft. I was breathing hard, still amazed by her handiwork. She licked the last bead of cum from my head and gave it a gentle kiss.
“Hmmm,” she said, frowning.
“Something wrong?” I asked.
“Oh no, just… I was hoping you’d be able to fuck me.”
I raised an eyebrow and pulled her face close to mine. “Who said I couldn’t?”
Part 1: https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticstories/comments/7tndmx/late_night_at_the_office/?utm_source=reddit-android
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