[Part 8]
Shartan:
I already had my list of questions ready and was working on what tactics to use on Desai when Amrita called and said that Desai's secretary had called, something had come up and he would not be able to see me today. I told her to call back and get an appointment for any day that he was free this week.
Now, this was really annoying. In my present state of mind I could not believe that something had really come up. It seemed to me that Desai was avoiding me. Why would he do that?
Generally I am a happy-go-lucky guy and don't like to spend my time in negative thoughts. But Desai's action triggered a chain of paranoid thoughts in my mind. And it led me thinking about my office. This whole office was set up by someone else and I was behaving here like it was my home. I was fucking around here like my bedroom. I literally had more sex in my office than my bedroom. Well, at least during the week.
That train of thought got me wondering about some things and raised some questions in my mind that felt very urgent. I told Amrita to hold all my calls and turned off my laptop.
I took out the Swiss Army knife from my briefcase and opened up the laptop. It took me a few minutes but I found the little round thing with a printed circuit board that screamed of being an electronic bug. I had seen enough spy shows and crime procedurals to know what it was. I took a picture of it with my phone and closed the laptop after carefully putting the bug back in the same place.
Funnily enough, it made me feel happy to find the bug rather than worried. Now, I knew there was something going on and I was not paranoid. Plus, whoever had planted that bug didn't know that I knew. One point for me.
Naturally, I could not stop there. I opened the desk phone next. Sure enough, another bug in the receiver. I took a picture of that as well and left it in place.
"May I come in, Sir?" I heard Lara's voice and waved her in.
I took the time to put the last screw in the phone base before looking at her.
She was absolutely breathtaking! The girl had a stunning body with a shape to kill for. The skin tight dress she had on was accentuating her sensational curves and any man who looked at her would want to fuck her right away.
Lara:
Boss was busy with something and gestured for me to walk in without even looking up. I slowly walked in and stood at a distance, waiting for him to notice me. He had his sleeves rolled up and had a screwdriver in his hand. An executive working on something mechanical, it was a scene so full of sex appeal that my legs started getting weak again.
His eyes finally turned to me and I could see him checking me out visually. His gaze warmed me up like those eyes were lasers. I uneasily shifted my weight but patiently waited for his command.
Instead of giving me a command, he simply waved for me to come around. I walked in, on my high heels, and faced him as he turned his chair to the left. He lifted his left hand and I bent forward to see what he wanted. He pushed his fingers into my hair and took a gentle but firm grip. And just like that I was in his control again.
Following the guidance of his hand I went down on my knees. He took the file from my hands and put it on his desk. With his left hand he pulled my face between his legs. Then he simply left my hair, picked up the file and completely ignored me. In front of me, his legs were open and I could see his thick cock outlined in his business trousers.
Maybe I am not the smartest, but I am not stupid. I knew what he wanted. Not like I had any other choice. But at that moment, I didn't want any other choice. My pussy was throbbing so hard I could feel my pulse in it. I knew that my thighs were already wet with pussy juices because I could feel the cool air-conditioned air on them. My chest was heaving up and down with each breath making my boobs rub on his knees as I breathed.
Just as I knew I wanted it. I knew he wanted me as well. But he was playing it cool. He was reading the file and completely ignoring me. I did not dare to play the game with him. I was afraid that he might dismiss me and simply call Amrita in to suck his cock. No!
Pulling down his zipper, I slowly coaxed his big cock out and found that I could not. It was too hard and too big to pull out of that small opening. Boss moved his hands up out of the way as I opened his belt and trousers. Now, I could pull out his big cock and it looks scary big from below, standing erect like a massive pillar. I licked my lips.
Without wasting any time, I started licking it from the base, slowly running my wet, hot tongue along the meaty shaft. I kept looking up at him as I took his bulbous cockhead in my mouth and started sucking him slowly. He was still not looking at me. I didn't care. His pre-cum was delicious!
He continued to read the new HR policies that I had written out while I sucked his hard cock. He was treating me like a fucktoy. I was not there, I was just a warm mouth for him to fuck. In my place, it could be any other girl with her mouth wrapped around his huge cock and it would not matter to him. It was bloody humiliating! And it was driving me wild!
Bringing his foot forward he tapped on the inside of my right knee with his left foot. I opened my legs wider, following the unspoken command like a good whore. I moaned with my mouth full of his meat when he placed his foot between my open legs and pressed it right up to my pantyless, hot, dripping pussy. I didn't even realise when I started to grind my needy, hungry cunt on his shoe but his shoelaces rubbed on pussy slit and opened my wet pussy lips. It was heavenly!
It's not that I didn't know how to suck cock well. I knew I was supposed to suck slowly and make it last until he was dying to explode in my mouth. But my body was overheating so much that I started sucking faster and harder, not for him, but for my own need. I wanted it and I wanted it bad.
As I sucked his dick my boobs were pressing on his knees, I pressed them harder and rubbed my hungry pussy on his shoe. I could feel the desire building up in my body, the familiar heat rising from my cunt all the way through my spine. He turned his foot between my legs and I almost came as his shoelace ground on my clit.
With his right hand he kept the file in front of him, but he reached out with his left hand, grabbed my hair again and pushed me forward. His cockhead slid into my throat and kept going. I gagged and made throaty noises. Normally I don't have any gag reflex at all but when a dick is so thick and long like Shartan's was, I would dare any girl to take it in her throat without fearing for her life.
Not looking at me and not saying a word, he simply kept me impaled on his cock. The thick, throbbing beast jammed down my throat was cutting off my oxygen and my heart was beating so fast as I contemplated if I would die here today. The long meat pole was stuffed so deep in my throat that I could taste the precum dribbling towards my belly. I slowed down my breathing and focused on breathing with my nose.
Physically it was demanding and dangerous, but psychologically it was off the charts. As I knelt there skewered on his huge cock, completely in his power, my body was burning hot all over! I was grinding my pussy even harder on his shoelaces like a bitch in heat. I was making animalistic noises as his cock slowly killed me but I dare not ask him to stop.
Thankfully, he pulled out just before I could faint and left his heavy cock pressing down on my tongue. I breathed hard but did not stop sucking. I got the message. I was to suck only as hard or fast as he wanted. I was there for his use, not for my own pleasure. But that did bring up the difficult point. My clit was hard and buzzing with sexual energy. As I ground my pussy down on his shoe, my clit was being mercilessly teased by his shoelaces. Any moment now I would cum all over his shoe.
Amrita had told me that he liked his whores to cum after asking permission or after he came. We were not kidding ourselves. Amrita and I both knew we were his whores now. I dare not break his rule even though he had not imposed it on me himself yet. What was more, I didn't want to break his rule. I would be disappointed in myself if I came before he did. But there was no question of taking his cock out to ask permission.
I felt him grab my hair and push my head down, he moved his hips and fucked my face harder. I knew what he wanted. He wanted me to suck his cock faster. That meant he was getting ready to blow his load. I sucked hard for all I was worth.
He put the file down and his fingers took hold of me. I felt deprived as he pulled me off his cock. I was loving the taste of his cock but I let him control me. The next moment I felt his hot cum hit my face on the forehead and between my eyes. I felt it flow warmly down my cheeks and then the next load hit on my cheeks and lips.
Keeping me fully in his control he showered me in his cum, he pumped his hot, sticky load on my chest, neck and on my expensive dress. I could feel it hot and wet on my skin, and even through the thin fabric of my dress.
My pussy gushed out in an explosive orgasm without my hand ever touching my cunt. That had never happened before. But I think my body temperature just rose so drastically that it had to explode. I almost fell in his lap but he kept my hair in his grip and pushed my head down. I took his cock in my mouth and started sucking his cum off while my own body jerked helplessly in a long drawn out orgasm.
Honestly, I was beginning to love the taste of his cum. I sucked hungrily and ate it like food. His cock had not gone fully soft even after he came. As I sucked him and licked his cum, his thick cock started to rise again in a full erection.
It was easy for him to pull me up by the hair and bend me over his desk because I was ready to go anywhere he took me. I could feel the stickiness of his cum as my cheek pressed on the glass desktop. I had not had time to scoop up the cum from my face and dress. Now it was smeared on his desk as he pressed me down on it and placed his cockhead on my pussy entrance. I quickly opened my legs as wide as I could because I knew how tightly he was going to stretch me.
"Aaaaah!" Even though I was ready for it, his massive dick hurt inside me as he entered me and I screamed without meaning to.
From the first thrust that almost fully impaled me I could sense his mood. I reached up and grabbed the other edge of his desk, preparing myself for the pounding of my life. Imagine my shock when he picked up the file instead.
"I am going to add some notes here that I want you to incorporate into the policies." He said.
Policies? What policies? It took me a full thirty seconds to understand what he was talking about.
"Yes, Sir." What else could I say? I was dressed like a whore, soaked in his cum, and bent over his desk. His dick was buried inside me even at that moment, and he was talking about work! The bastard.
