Benefits of Woring From Home

You know those kind of days when nothing seems to go right?

Nick was having one of those days.

First, he slept through one of his many alarms in the morning. Then the car wouldn't start. Finally, his computer glitched out and he lost an extremely important file that he needed for work.

"Damn it!" he cursed as he dialed the number for his work's IT department.

As the phone rang, he could hear Blaire just starting to wake up, prancing down the hallway of their apartment. Her day seemed to be starting without a care in the world as she stood there in little more than her underwear and one of Nick's oversized t-shirts.

"Working from home today?" she asked, yawning.

"Car wouldn't start," he grumbled, "And I can't get this stupid computer to work properly."

Right as he finished his sentence, a voice crackled on the other end of his phone call, catching him by surprise. His annoyed shock made Blaire giggle as she watched him trying to fix his problems.

"Yeah, I'll hold," he grumbled as generic elevator music started ringing in his ear. His eyes wandered from his computer over to where Blaire was standing, calmly popping grapes into her mouth for breakfast.

Without even saying a word, she ever so delicately slipped her fingers underneath the t-shirt, sliding it up her hips until it rested at her waist. Nick could see the purple thong with the tiny bright blue ribbon that he loved seeing her wear. It covered none of her perfectly shaped butt and covered just enough of her crotch to excite him. It certainly got his blood pumping when she turned so he could get a good look at her ass and started shaking her cheeks.

He had to bite his knuckles to keep from jumping up from his chair and ravaging her.

As rhythmic music rang in his ear, he watched as his girlfriend deliberately took her time pulling the t-shirt up to her breasts, holding it right at the undersides of her boobs. She knew exactly how to tease him. A couple seconds later, she pulled the shirt up and over her breasts, letting them bounce as she tossed the unneeded article of clothing to the side. She had not even bothered to put on a bra, displaying her perky nipples for Nick to ogle.

"You want this body?" she mouthed to him, rubbing her hands over her breasts and pinching her nipples. She let out a little moan, just loud enough for only him to hear her.

"Oh, you know I fucking do," he groaned longingly.

She knew that he was stuck doing SOME kind of work from home. Teasing him was just so much fun. It was much better than sending him some naughty pictures while he was at the office. As she was bending over the kitchen counter to show off her ass even more, she noticed the glint of something metal tucked behind their fruit bowl. While she wiggled her butt, she pulled out the metallic object, instantly recognizing the two shiny bracelets of a pair of handcuffs.

That gave her an entirely new idea!

Once she heard the crackly voice on the other end of Nick's phone call, she held up the handcuffs, making sure he could see them right in front of her bare chest. While he muttered about his computer issues, trying to be as coherent as possible, she could see the outline of his cock pressing against his jeans, yearning to burst free as he watched her. Turning around and arching her back, she locked the handcuffs behind her back, twice hearing the click of the metal.

Swaying her hips, she sauntered over to Nick's side, letting him get a good, long look at her almost naked body. Her poor boyfriend was stuck between work and pleasure, barely able to even speak. She shook her breasts mere inches from his face, wondering what he would do.

It was so close to torture for Nick that Blaire almost felt bad for him.

Almost...

With the IT guy rattling on about computer nonsense in his ear, Nick begged his girlfriend with his eyes, pointing his finger down to his crotch. His desire was manifesting itself in a huge erection, ready to be pleasured if set loose.

All she had to do was lick her lips and nod.

As quietly as he could, Nick unzipped his jeans as Blaire carefully knelt on the floor. She laid her head on his thigh, watching as he pulled his boxers down, allowing his cock to spring out of his pants. With her hands cuffed behind her back, she could only really flash him her most submissive eyes while staring longingly at his erection.

"Please suck it, babe," he whispered to her.

That was all she needed to hear.

She let her tongue unfurl from her mouth, taking her time to press it against the base of his cock and sliding it up his shaft. She treated it like an ice cream cone, licking around every bit and making sure she didn't miss a single bit. The crackly voice on the other end of Nick's phone call was merely background noise while Blaire coated her boyfriend's dick with her saliva. When she slipped her mouth over the head of his cock, he could do nothing except lay his head back, barely able to hold on to his phone. As his eyes gazed down at her, he could see her staring up at him with dreamy eyes, her hands still cuffed behind her arched back. Her immaculate ass was wiggling back and forth as she bobbed her head up and down, taking him deep inside her mouth.

Everything about Nick's day seemed to rapidly disappear the more he felt Blaire's lips slide up and down his cock. Her warm mouth drove him further into ecstasy, making it nearly impossible for him to even understand the words that were being spoken into his ear. He had long since stopped paying attention to what he was being told. Nearly every one of his senses was being driven down to his ever so stimulated member.

His fingertips began to feel numb as a tingling feeling emanated from his cock. Blaire must have felt him starting to throb inside her mouth because she immediately started to quicken her head movements, slurping her tongue around his shaft like a lollipop.

"Oh, fuck...." he groaned as he leaned his head back, his hips starting to thrust involuntarily.

"Is everything alright, Nick?" came the voice from the other end of the phone.

"Sorry, I.... you're breaking up. I've gotta give you a call back," Nick said without even thinking. He hung up the phone before another thought could even enter his head and tossed it aside.

"Keep sucking that cock, babe. Please please please..." he begged his cuffed girlfriend.

The twinkle in her eyes was all he could focus on while she took him deep inside her throat. Well, that and her gorgeous butt that she made sure to show off with her arched back. All of that was enough to send a shock surging through Nick's body, blowing his load straight down her throat.

And she did not let a single drop leave her mouth.

She kept sucking until every bit of his cum was sliding down her throat, and she made sure to show him that she swallowed it all.

"Ho... ly... fuck..." was all Nick could say as he laid back in the chair.

Blaire stayed kneeling on the floor, staring up at her boyfriend. To tease him even more, she shook her breasts to show him just how much she enjoyed sucking him off.

"Did I make your day better?" she asked.

Breathlessly, he laughed, "What do you think?"

"I think you should keep me around for some more 'oral' support," she said with a wink.

With his legs like jelly, Nick stood up and hurried to their bedroom to grab something. When he returned, a red ballgag dangled from his hand. Blaire had a good idea of what her boyfriend was thinking. When he sat back down, he slipped the rubber ball right into her mouth, fastening the leather straps behind the back of her head. As carefully as he could, he helped push her underneath his desk.

"Sorry to gag you, babe, but I DO have to get this computer fixed. I don't think you'd want me to get fired," he chuckled, "Once I get it taken care of, maybe I'll get rid of the ballgag and have you blow me again."

"Mmph phleagh ugh mugh," she mumbled through the red rubber.

As Blaire squirmed around underneath the desk, Nick pulled his chair back into place. He could feel her rubbing against his legs. The confined space, metal handcuffs, and mouth-filling gag should be enough to keep her under control. While she moaned from underneath the desk, Nick picked up his phone, ready to call the IT guy back.

With a smirk on his face, Nick said into the phone, "Yes... yes, I can hear you now. Could you walk me through that again? Can't imagine it'll take too long now."

All Blaire could do now was enjoy the wait.