I met Amy last summer. She was one of the new hires in our department and it was part of my job to teach them the ropes.
Now, my girlfriend had broken up with me earlier that year for working long hours and, in her defence, being a bit emotionally withdrawn. After the breakup, I started working even longer hours partially to take my mind off the whole matter and because I actually love the job.
Amy was a 27 year old -11 years my junior- blonde bombshell. Her eyes were hazel sitting on top of a cute pointy nose. Her hourglass figure perfectly matched her long legs. She had c-cup breasts, usually hidden under slightly tight blouses. And every once in a while, our eyes would meet and one could tell there was something there. She was smart and a hard worker. Often times, matching my own hours. Two months into the job, she was still one of the few newbies who kept working late alongside me.
One late night, she came into my office to ask me to check her work. I didn’t need to leave the office and go to her desk, I just needed to log out and log back in using her account. I asked her for her info and she came behind the desk to type in her username and password.
Her breasts were now inches away from my face but the thing that drew me closer was the perfume she was wearing. I checked her work, corrected some minor details and congratulated her on a job well done then we started talking. The conversation wandered into comparing her old job with this one. There scent of her perfume took me on a trip down memory lane but she snapped me right out of it.
“Did you hear what I just said?!”
“I’m sorry, I was…um. Sorry, it’s your perfume. It just reminded me of my ex. She used to wear it all the time.”
“Oh, well she has good taste I’ll give her that,” she gave me a meaningful look and continued, “but sadly no appreciation for character I’m afraid.”
“Tell me about it,” I said to break the tension and it worked. We both started laughing.
She told me that she’s seen me in some conference held by corporate a couple of years ago. I couldn’t really remember but she reminded me of what went down that day. She confessed that she was attracted to me and gave me *plenty of hints* that day. I apologized and told her I had a girlfriend at the time so even if got her hints nothing would have happened between us.
“It’s such a shame that we missed out on such an opportunity. Now that we work together,” she said with a sly smile on her face. I just nodded.
“For missed opportunities,” she went down on her knees, pushed my chair a little further to squeeze herself between it and the desk then pulled it back. Her hand reached to my pants and unzipped them tugging at my boxers just a little for my cock to wake up. She pulled down the pants and boxers slowly revealing my circumcised penis. Now fully erect waiting to be played with. She grabbed it and stroked it slightly, going up and down till she heard an audible exhale from me. She looked at me smiling and tilted her head forward till her lips were touching the base of my cock. She opened her pretty mouth and was now stroking my cock with her tongue. She swirled it around for a while then told me to lower my chair. I did it without asking and she gave my penis a tender long lick from base to head. As soon as her tongue reached the tip she swallowed it whole. The head of my cock has disappeared inside her mouth and her tongue went crazy circling it. That startled me for a second. She plunged deeper till she reached about two thirds down and had a small gag. She pulled her head back up only to go down again. Her tongue never resting and I could feel I was about to lose it. Whether it was a semi-conscious decision or sheer reflex, my hand grabbed her head on its way up and held her in position. I had full control of her now and judging by the complete lack of resistance, she didn’t mind.
With both hands I pushed her head down. The tip of my cock was pushing against the back of her throat with no more room left to go. I forced her in this position till she gagged. I was in a complete frenzy. So much so, that I didn’t wait till she caught her breath before I pushed her head back down on my very wet cock. After a dozen times, my boxers were now drenched with her drool. Tears made their way down her cheeks and mixed with the drool. I paused but when she asked me why I didn’t answer, instead I plunged her head down while thrusting my cock deeper into her. She moaned for the first time which brought me to the brink. I continued to drive it deeper down her throat trying to make room where there was none, eventually she started gagging on my cock harder than before. Her spasms combined with sounds of her muffled moans pushed me beyond the point of no return as I began to unload into her throat. Teary eyed with my cock almost fully inserted inside her mouth she gave me one of the hottest, pleading looks a man could ever get. One that was burned onto my retinas and inside my brain that I can’t forget it. I slowly pulled my dick away from her. Half way through she started coughing so I reached for a bottle of water on my desk and handed it to her. My penis was out in the air fully soaked. After she drank, she reached for my dick and gave it a kiss then started cleaning it up the best she could. When she was done, she pulled up my boxers and cleaned her face as I zipped my pants back up.
“We should do this again sometime.” And she left.
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