It’s the day before the holiday weekend, our biggest customer has insisted that we man our posts “in case they need something”. I’m still at work, everyone, except John and I have, gone home, even our boss is on vacation.
There is nothing to do so I go in and sit on John’s desk, one foot up on his chair, the other dangling. We are chatting and he laughs at something I say and grabs the calf of my leg. He slowly slides his hand up the inside of my thigh. I stop his hand as it reaches my crotch.
I laugh and say stop, but he stands up and pushes against my hand and starts rubbing my pussy, through my jeans.
I tell him no again but he just whispers, “I know you want it!”
He gently pushes me back on his desk and pulls my legs so my butt is at the edge. He reaches down and opens my jeans, tugs at them and pulls them off.
I watch him as he slips his thumbs inside my bikini panties and practically rips them off. He sits down in his chair, placing my legs on his shoulders, and dives face first into my fuzzy mound!
I knew right then that I had wanted this as much as he did! I can’t believe how incredible it feels already! I am breathing so hard and begging him, "Lick me harder, baby! Lick me harder!"
His hands are all over my tank top, squeezing my heaving breasts and my hard nipples. I am squirming all over his desk, gasping for breaths as one of his hands goes down to my soaking pussy.
First he slides in one, then two fingers, under his jabbing tongue, while gently brushing my ass so teasingly with his thumb. I am at the brink of orgasm, screaming, “Harder! Harder! Harder!”
He raises his head and smiles, "I knew you’d like to get it the way I like to give it!”
He dives in even more forcefully, his fist pounding against me while his fingers poked harder and harder. I’m there! I tense up and clamp my thighs on his face as my back arches. I gasp, groan and moan while my entire body tremors and shakes.
I start coming back to reality as he lovingly licks the wetness he caused, “You taste so good,” he sighs, his hands working to open his pants.
He stands and lets his trousers and his boxer shorts drop to his ankles, “My turn!”
I prop myself up, glance down, biting my lower lip, and see his cock pointing at my pussy, “I’ve got another idea,” I push him back slightly and instruct him to sit in his chair.
I slip off his desk and slowly drop to my knees, my hand grabbing his cock like it was a lever. “Oh God!” he realizes what’s about to happen.
I know how to give a blow-job and I don’t make him wait for his!
I glance up into his glassy eyes as my tongue traces the swollen vein along the underside of his shaft. I see that he loves every second of this as I draw more wetness into my mouth and soak the front of his balls with my tongue.