***Zoom Meeting***
*Note: All characters portrayed are over 21 years old*
Brie smoothed her skirt and blouse as she headed out the door to check in with Mr. Johnson. She would be forever grateful to him for mentoring her as she earned her master’s degree to become a teacher.
When she knocked on his door, he answered dressed in a long-sleeve button-up shirt, tie, and business casual pants. She wondered about his unusual attire for their usually relaxed meetings. *Good thing I was in the mood to wear a skirt,* she laughed nervously as she followed him in and began her usual set-up procedures.
She froze when he told her that his supervisor announced an unexpected zoom meeting would start in a few minutes, but she quickly snapped out of it and helped him check the camera angle on his laptop, and set up a chair to observe unobtrusively.
Once the surprise wore off, she was excited for the chance to see how her competent mentor navigated reporting to a supervisor, and she quietly got herself situated out of the way while he pulled up various notes on his laptop to be ready with quick answers.
Brie had never had the chance to just sit and observe him. She was usually too busy taking notes and scrambling for the correct answers to his questions. And he was usually dressed so casually. Seeing him like this… he looked so ‘in charge’. Like someone that had earned the respect of the parents and fellow teachers.
She relaxed as the meeting began, but Mr. Johnson’s confidant, easy agreement to his supervisor’s announcement that the principal would join the meeting sent a warm feeling straight to her crotch. She decided to take advantage of the fact that he was on display for her as she enjoyed the slight wetness that accompanied the warmth between her legs. Unconsciously, she slipped down in her chair to check out what Mr. Johnson was packing below the table. Brie was so intent on taking in the view that she didn’t realize that her knees had spread unacceptably, and her blouse was gaping widely, putting her breasts on full display. Also, she was distracted by the movement in his pants and wondered if his growing bulge was for her.
She moved her eyes back above the table and saw him watching her, making her aware of how unkempt her posture and clothes had become. *Oh yeah… that bulge is all for me,* she grinned proudly and gave him a little wink. She relished the thought of the well-respected Mr. Johnson moaning and cumming for her, so she let her skirt rise up even more as she shifted in her chair and fingered the opening of her blouse. *Yes, Mr. Jacobsen, get hard for me. I love it,* she inwardly cheered him on as she felt her pussy getting warmer and wetter.
She hadn’t heard a damn word of the stupid meeting since she noticed his pants getting tighter, but she didn’t forgotten about the camera. The fact that he was hard for her while his bosses were speaking to him and watching him, had her wild with desire to make him cum in front of everyone. But she wanted to drag it out and make him sweat for her… on camera. She unbuttoned her blouse to just below her bra, and freed her breasts from the lacy cups that were barely holding them anyway. She watched Mr. Johnson’s face as she caressed her breasts, toying with her nipples. She enjoyed watching his breath catch as he continued to listen to his supervisor drone on about policy. And she delighted in watching his pants get tighter by the second, as he shifted uncomfortably in his chair. ‘Poor baby’, she mouthed to him unsympathetically, deciding to push him even further.
Brie moistened two fingers in her mouth as she stood up and used her other hand to undo her skirt and let it fall to the floor. Sitting back down in just her panties and open blouse, she slid her moist fingers between her slit and teased it delicately. She always loved teasing herself, and she continued getting wetter as she rocked her hips, silently mouthing the sounds that she was holding back. When she worked herself into a pant, she mover her fingers up to her clit to go for the prize *O*. Her fingers wiggled around her clit as her hips rocked, desperate to be riding Mr. Johnson’s cock. She continued this way until she managed to cum without making a sound. Riding it out with her mouth wide open, trying to suck in air as quietly as possible, watching his eyes transfixed on her.
She took her fingers out of her panties and leaned forward, forearms resting on her thighs, hands dangling in front of her crotch blocking his view as she recovered. When she could breathe normally again, she looked up at him with a flat-out, impossible to misinterpret, ‘I’m going to take you now’ determination. Her smile was as huge as his cock, because she knew she had him. She slid her hands down her legs as she dropped to her knees and crawled to him, under the table. *I will milk him, and drink every drop he gives me, while he talks about business on camera,* she promised herself.
Brie pushed his knees apart and crawled between his legs to free his cock. Unwilling to be restricted by the zipper, she tugged at his pants to get them down below his ass. Mr. Johnson had no choice but to shift in his chair and raise his hips for her, because she was relentless. Once she freed him, she caressed each part of the treasure in front of her. The way he felt in her hands fascinated her, and she wanted more. She caressed his balls gently in one hand and gripped his thick, hard cock tightly in the other. Feeling his heavy weight in her hands intensified her craving to stroke and suck him. Her pelvic muscles clenched and squeezed the cum from her orgasm into her panties, causing the ache to build all over again.
She took a deep breath and denied her urge to push Mr. Johnson’s chair out from the table and ride his cock right there. She took slow, deep breaths as she admired the beast in her hands, and smiled as she felt the saliva start to gather in anticipation of licking and sucking every part of that monster until she could drink him down. She moaned silently as she relinquished his dick to reach into her panties and scoop up the cream her muscles were squeezing out of her.
She watched his cock twitch as she slathered it with her own cream. Satisfied that his shaft was nice and slick, she began to stroke it as she turned her oral attention to his balls, which were still resting in the warm caress of her non-stroking hand. She licked her lips as she appreciated the heavy, round weights, feeling her saliva gather in anticipation of the hot, heavy load they would bless her with. She lowered her head to bathe each one in her mouth as she continued to stroke his beautiful, hard cock with her own cum.
The taste and feel of him drove her on as she sucked and stroked greedily. Normally she would have forced herself to slow down and draw the torture out as long as possible, but she was too hot for him to pay tribute to her in front of an audience. She was giddy when she felt his cock jump and his balls tighten. She showed no mercy as she allowed one ball to slide out of her mouth wetly, just to pick the other one up with her tongue to lick and coax it into her mouth for equal wet worship.
Barely remembering to be quiet, she squeezed her mentor’s shaft as tight as a virgin while she stroked him fast and wet. When she felt his ball pulling out of her mouth striving to get closer to his base, she released it and systematically sucked his cock down into her mouth, until she sealed her lips down around the base. She continued sucking and swallowing greedy gulps with each pulse into her mouth, as she breathed through her nose and kept repeating until the pulsing stopped. Then she let her mouth open so she could pant and breathe deeply without letting him go. She hated giving him up, so she held him in her mouth, lightly soothing his dick with her saliva until she felt him completely still and softening. She closed her lips around him and swallowed all the saliva down before finally releasing him to sit back and look at the results of her work.
She finally remembered to listen and make sure everyone was speaking normally, none the wiser to what had happened right in front of them. Brie grinned, satisfied at her own performance, and crawled back out from under the table, behind the camera. She got dressed and watched his red cheeks and lips as he struggled to finish the meeting as though nothing had happened. She smiled at Mr. Johnson and sat back in her chair as she wondered if he had any hidden surprises in store for her.
Source: reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/khqkrf/zoom_meeting_fm_risk_of_getting_caught
Amazing story!