I awake to my alarm, startling out of sleep and grabbing my phone to swipe it off. I smile to myself as my brain starts to wake up and I realize what day it is, why my alarm is set so early for a day off. I shift my legs over the edge of the bed, placing my feet on the floor as I stretch my arms, rolling my neck. I then rub my hands down my breasts, my stomach, my hips, still warm and nude from my sleep. I stand up and squat a couple of times, limbering my body and preparing myself for the day ahead. I head to the bathroom. Brushing my teeth, taming my hair, and washing my face; my grin only grows in anticipation.
Once I'm freshened up, I go to the kitchen and pour myself a glass of water, taking several long sips before refilling it and padding my way into the office. As I enter the room, I smile as I see you sitting at the desk. You look up as I enter but continue your conversation, the only indication that you're happy to see me is the upturn of your mouth, the small crinkle next to your eyes. You incline your head toward your desk and I return the smile before walking toward you, setting my glass of water on your desk, and dropping to my hands and knees to crawl underneath.
Under the desk, I find my special blankets and pillows already arranged for me in front of where your lap is under the desk, your legs already spread to make room for me. I bite my lip and get into position, choosing to sit on my ass with my legs crossed. Once I'm settled, I gently rest my cheek on your thigh and nuzzle into it until I feel your hand in my hair.
Glancing up at you, my face still pressed into you, I see you looking down at me over the edge of the desk. You nod once and I know from training what that means. My hands slide up your legs and thighs before reaching into your shorts, unsurprised to find no underwear underneath as I pull out your semi-erect cock as well as your balls from your clothes. I lean my head forward, sliding my cheek against your skin as I nuzzle into your balls first, kissing them reverently before moving up to kiss the tip of your cock.
My eyes stay locked onto yours as I kiss and tease your cock into hardness, flicking the head with the tip of my tongue every so once in a while. Once you are hard from my attention, I feel the hand in my hair tighten twice and I open my mouth, sucking your cock into my mouth. My tongue rubs against the underside of your length as I slide my mouth down slowly. Once I reach the bottom, my nose pressed into your pubic hair, the tip of your dick pressing against my gag reflex as I try to swallow around it and not make any noise, not wanting to interrupt your important work call and get into trouble.
Once I run out of air, I pull back and pant softly on your hard cock, keeping you in my mouth, the heaviness of you on my tongue as I catch my breath. Your hand strokes my hair gently as you speak then your hand moves down to my cheek, stroking it with a finger. Then you move the finger to your cock, pointing to a point about halfway down your cock. I nod and you move your hand to your keyboard, typing as you say something or another to the person on the line.
I block out your conversation as I sink my mouth back down to where you pointed and start a slow massage with my tongue, suckling gently to keep you hard but not push you close to orgasm. I close my eyes and focus on the taste of you in my mouth, the feel of your head against my tongue, the warmth of your thighs around me.
Soon, I feel myself drifting into that sweet space I achieve with your cock in my mouth, nothing in my head but keeping you warm and happy until you tell me otherwise. My eyes close contentedly.
I have no idea how long you're in my mouth, fully hard from my attention when suddenly I feel your hands under my jaw and my eyes pop open, rising to meet yours. I notice your headset is no longer on you and you seem to be saying something. I blink twice, trying to force myself to focus through the feeling of being drunk on your cock, on serving you.
"-babygirl. You're doing so good for me but I need to fuck your mouth now, sweetie." You say, your eyes amused as if you know your effect on me, which surely you do.
I nod, not taking my mouth off of you but just opening it wider and sticking my tongue out as far as I can. Your hands slide up into my hair, gripping it tightly before using it to slide my tongue up and down your dick. You sigh happily then suddenly yank my head hard, shoving yourself all the way to the back of my throat, making me gag around you. My hands clench at my sides as I brace for your use and try not to struggle against you.
Your hips lift off the chair slightly as you fuck into my mouth, your cock hitting my throat over and over as I squeeze my eyes shut and try to relax for you like you've taught me. You pull my head up and down, using my mouth like a wet, warm pussy. You grunt a little as you use me and I tighten my lips around your dick to enhance your pleasure, one of my hands sliding up to gently massage your sack.
