During my day-job, I had discovered myself as somewhat of an exhibitionist and a sex addict. My name is Jack Wilfred, and I am CEO at a major construction company.
It started with jerking off through meetings and in my private office. Feverishly mashing my fist up n down whenever I wasn't supposed to. The thrill of cumming so close to a live audience was an immense turn on. I hadn't been caught yet. But even if I was, what could they do? I was their boss. They had no power over me. My unknowing colleagues had no idea when I was fucking my hand so close to them. They were sometimes sat in the same room as me. Complicit in my arousal. I loved to see how far I could push it. Stroking myself painfully slow and forcing myself to hold my tongue as I orgasm quietly.
I had even roped my receptionist Amber into my fun. She was a busty girl with a ditzy demeanour. It started with a passing moment in my office that ended in me enjoying regular blowjobs and quickies. She could've left whenever she wanted to, but she was such a dirty girl. She got off on the power dynamics just as much as I did. She was willing to do anything for her career, and for cock.
The first time we did it together, she caught me jerking myself in my office. I was almost embarrassed, until she very kindly offered a helping mouth.
I made sure she got a generous pay bonus for all the hard work she put in: sucking me off under the desk as clients talked me through important paperwork. I mastered the art of talking calmly and professionally whilst she rubbed her soft face against my heavy nuts and sucked me to orgasm. I loved to finish in her mouth.
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Well January 15th was a dull Monday morning just like any other, and all the most important figures in the company had gathered together for our semi-annual planning meeting. We discuss upcoming projects, financial prospects, important information and general plans for the on-coming year. These meetings are always long and tedious. It was always so easy for my mind to wander...and my hands. I tried to restrain myself, but they drifted closer towards my balls as the meeting progressed. After 10 minutes or so of a mind-numbingly boring presentation, I slowly started to tease my meat through my clothing. My heart raced as the finance department kept talking through figures. I felt desperate for pressure squeezing my nuts gently, and carefully tracing the outline of my penis. I pressed and kneaded my cock against my palm like dough. The lights were dimmed as Tim from accounting talked through figures and stats on PowerPoint. Under the desk my erection got stiffer against my trousers. I stroked against the fabric and closed my eyes allowing myself to get lost in the sensation. I steadied my breathing as I squeezed and pulled...
It might've made me a pervert, but I didn't care.
it felt so good. So close to pleasure and yet so far, my hand felt so warm.
-stroking.... stroking.... stroking...
My eyes also begin to wander; Drunk with lust, I stared at my female co-workers. I pictured them undressing for me, naked and moaning. I stared at their breasts and imagined what sounds they would make whilst getting fucked-
"What do you think? Susie from communications diverted my attention.
"Should we move our meeting with the stockholders back to March?"
I continued rubbing myself under the table as she spoke to me, retaining eye-contact. It was impossible to stop.
"mm- yeah.... that'll be good-" I stuttered. Fuck it was hard to not stare at her nice cleavage. The way it swayed ever so slightly...
-My arousal became too distracting. I could barely take it.
I excused myself silently, and turned away swiftly to hide my obvious bulge, not that anyone would've noticed in the dark room anyway.