I lay on the bed with my feet slightly apart and my hands behind my head. Cooler air breezed over me making the hairs on my legs stand up. I knew Jenny had left the bathroom where she'd promised to wait and entered the room.
I instantly felt the blush of embarrassment heating my cheeks at the thought that she was seeing me naked. For a moment I feared I'd been set up, made a fool of. I considered pulling the blindfold away but I held to my promise.
"Oh my." She whispered.
I took comfort that she sounded pleased with what she saw and resolved to keep to my bargain.
By now my groin was burning and my cock ached with its hardness. I could feel its involuntary twitches as it pointed skyward, dancing its own private ballet for Jennys attention.
I wriggled my arse against bed and stretched my toes in an attempt to ease my growing need. I desperately wanted to rub my knob, to feed its hunger. More importantly I wanted Jenny to ease my agitation.
The bed bounced as she climbed on and knelt beside me. I prayed she would rub against me, that she would grab my tool and work it. I already wanted to shoot my load. I wanted to pin her to the bed and fuck her right now, almost happy to forgo this silly little game or any build up. That male desperation which sometimes demands we let loose our seed at the first hint of pussy was clawing at my brain.
But that wasn't what I'd agreed to in my drunken discussion in the bar earlier. In my desire to fuck this woman I'd promised to be a toy. To lay blindfolded and let her tease me. To let her do anything she wanted to me.
"Uhhh."
The gasp escaped my lips as warm breath blew over my crown. She was close. Pretty green eyes staring at my manhood, studying it. And with them, those soft lips just inches away.
"...So big. And straight."
I'd had enough of waiting now.
"Please. Touch me."
"Aww. Are you getting deperate?"
"Fuck yes."
Another, more purposeful blast of hot breath and I felt my cock bounce as though trying to escape my body and reach for that warm moist mouth all on its own.
Fingers finally brushed against my leg. Just above my knee. They teased the hairs sending waves of pleasure and want through my nerves before a palm closed down and slid around to my inner thigh.
My legs spread wider to accommodate her as she slowly stoked her hand up and down. It was driving me wild, but all I wanted was my cock attended to. Suck it, wank it, I didn't mind. Just ease my agony.
"Oh fuck."
"Better?"
"Fuck yes."
It was, but, my cock was on fire. I would have pushed her to the bed and entered her there and then if I hadn't agreed to this charade. Too many drinks and a childish game of dare.
Her hand moved higher and fingers reached out to tickle at my ball bag where it stretched tight at the base of my swollen cock.
"Mmm.
Thats good."
It was good. But it did nothing to quell the raging fire.
Jenny lay across my leg and squeezed my balls.
"Aw fuck yes."
I jerked with excitement Jenny was naked. That was her tits I could feel against my thigh. Firm as I'd always imagined. Warm bare flesh. Heightened senses picked out a hardened nipple as it brushed over my skin. This was really happening.
"Uhh, yeah."
She started with long slow licks from the base up, then back down. Each time she gave my crown a little tease with her tongue.
"Aw fuck.
Just do it please."
I needed her lips. I needed the warmth inside her mouth. I needed her to blow me. To make me cum.
"Be patient.
I'm in control remember. You have to accept what I choose to do."
"I can't. I need to fuck. I need to cum."
I couldn't really believe my own desperation But it was honest. My heart rate was going mad and my cock felt as though it would explode.
"Don't you dare.
Not until I say so.
I'm the boss."
Her hands spread out over my belly reaching up to my chest and finally she took my cock in her mouth.
"Ahh. Fucking hell."
My breathing rate soared as soft lips made a O shape around my throbbing crown, then slowly sliding down my shaft.
"Oh fuck yes."
I banged my head back into the pillow and reached upwards, gripping the headboard. I wanted to grab Jenny. To squeeze her tits or to push her legs wide. But I kept to the game. Only she was allowed to see or touch until she said so.
My crown slid along the roof of her mouth, pushed up by a tongue with the same pressure as those fantastic lips.
Now my hips were tensing, involuntarily trying to fuck her mouth, but her weight kept me in place. I was at her mercy, accepting, as she deep throated me and licked at my balls with her tongue.
My whole body was on fire, a glorious sensation of ecstasy that sent my mind into a swirl. Only the heat in my groin mattered. That one throbbing pressure which threatened to tear my cock along its length.
The alcohol had lost its effect on my brain and thoughts came freely. Still devoid of sight under the blindfold I pictured Jenny as I knew her.
Christ, she was my manager. She ran the store where we worked. Always dressed impeccably in a dark trouser suit. And here I was, just one of her Department Supervisors with my cock buried deep in her throat in a hotel room. All this had come about from a group night out and too much drink. The others had gone home but we'd ended up booking a room.
I was trying to distract myself, determined to last by asking myself how we would be able to face each other at work after this. How I keep this secret from my colleagues
'I dare you.' I'd said to a throwaway comment about coming to my room.
'Only if you do as I say.' She'd replied.
Five minutes later I'd agreed to lay naked on the bed with a blindfold while my manager had free range to do as she liked to my body.
"Fuck."
I cried out again. My attention was back where it belonged as Jenny began a precision attack on my crown. Firm precise movements that reached only down to my rolled back foreskin as a tongue swirled around my smooth superheated tip. My shaft was gripped by a hand that followed her mouth with long gently twisting stokes. Her other hand rubbed at my balls with the same unvarying speed.
Everything remained constant. Her pressure, the length of her stroke, the speed. All accompanied by a low moan from deep in her throat. Only the pressure and heat in my groin changed, rising with an inevitable consistency at each downward pass of her bobbing head.
"Fuck."
She held my tip with her lips and tickled at its tiny slit with her tongue while her hand continued to wank me.
My seed tore up my shaft like fire and burst forth, covering her tongue and lips. Warm sticky cum in my superiors mouth. Unbelievable but delightful. A fantasy cone true.
