I stepped into the office, my long, dark hair cascading down my back, accentuating the curves of my hourglass figure. The red blouse I wore hugged my breasts, pushing them up to create an irresistible cleavage that caught the eyes of everyone in the room. My tight black pencil skirt clung to my voluptuous ass, leaving little to the imagination.
As I made my way to my boss, Mr. Jameson’s, office, I couldn’t help but notice the hungry glint in his eyes. He always seemed to appreciate the view when I walked by, and today was no exception. I smiled to myself, knowing exactly what he was thinking.
Once inside, I closed the door behind us, leaning against it as I crossed my arms under my ample breasts. “What can I do for you, Mr. Jameson?” I said, my voice dripping with tantalizing sweetness.
He looked up from his papers, his gaze lingering on my chest before meeting my eyes. “Actually, Brayden, I need you to take care of something for me.” He gestured to the large oak desk, his meaning crystal clear.
Without a word, I slowly made my way over, my stilettos clicking on the hardwood floor. I reached the desk and looked down at Mr. Jameson, seeing the prominent bulge in his trousers. My pulse quickened as I leaned in, brushing my lips against his ear.
“You want me to blow you, don’t you, sir?” I whispered, my hot breath causing his neck to twitch.
He nodded, his hands reaching for my hair, tangling it around his fingers. “That’s right, Brayden. Give me that mouth of yours.”
With a sultry smile, I dropped to my knees, my skirt riding up to reveal my toned thighs. Mr. Jameson’s hands guided me, pressing my face into his lap as I unzipped his slacks. His thick, hard cock sprang free, slapping against my cheek.
I wrapped my lips around the head, sucking gently before taking him deeper. My tongue swirled around his shaft as I bobbed my head, relishing the taste of him. The musky scent of his arousal filled my nostrils, making me even more turned on.
“Fuck, Brayden,” Mr. Jameson groaned, his fingers digging into my scalp. “Your mouth feels amazing.”
I moaned around his cock, the vibrations sending shivers through him. I sucked harder, my hand gripping his thigh as I worked him under the desk, hidden from prying eyes.
Suddenly, he tensed, his fingers tangling in my hair as he pushed me down, his cock hitting the back of my throat. I gaged slightly, feeling him pulse and throb as he came hard, his hot semen flooding my mouth.
I swallowed every drop, savoring the taste and the power I held over him. As he slowly pulled out, I looked up, my lips glistening with his cum.
“That was incredible, Brayden,” Mr. Jameson rasped, helping me to my feet. “You’re the best assistant I could ask for.”
I smiled, tucking a strand of hair behind my ear as I straightened my clothes. “Anything for you, sir. Now, shall we get back to work?”
He chuckled, patting my ass as I walked past. “I think we’ve got plenty to keep us busy.”