The Conference Call

"I trust everyone has reviewed the details for today's meeting?" One of my seniors asked.

Everyone in the virtual meeting, viewable in their tiny boxes, nodded their heads.

"Got it."

"Yes sir."

"Yes."

"Yes, I have, sir," I answered.

"Good. Right. So on we go with it, shall we?"

Staring at the computer screen, I listened as my senior at work began to drone on about...I honestly can't remember. I had been in meeting after meeting and they all bled in together to create one long monotonous blur. It was late afternoon and I was ready for my day to be done. My girl was soon to be home and we'd made plans for the evening.

I did my best to focus on the task at hand but after forty minutes of nonstop monologue, I was beginning to fade. The sound of a click snapped me to attention. Looking up I caught sight of my dearest love, Isabel.

She stood with her hands held behind her back, her head tilted down slightly. Her dark eyes trained on me through her thick black lashes. The slight upturn of her red painted lips sent a ripple of warmth through me. What truly set fire to my veins however, was the fact that she was wearing nothing but a red thong and high heels. Her beautifully full breasts on full display.

My cock began to fill as my gaze raked over her luxurious curves and satin skin. Her dark hair full and flowing down her back. I nearly growled in delight at the vision before me but covered the sound with something akin to clearing my throat.

"Did you have something to add, JT?" My senior asked.

I cleared my throat once again, "No. No sir, forgive me. Please, continue."

Suddenly, I felt a hand stroke over my knee. I tried not to jolt and give myself away on camera. I looked down surreptitiously to see my beloved hidden under my desk with a devilish grin spread across her face. Her other hand settled on my other knee and squeezed before making a slow slide up my thigh.

My muscles tightened and I leaned back slightly to offer greater access. The smooth strokes of her hands traveling up my thighs left a burning trail across my skin. Isabel leaned forward to trace her cute nose along my inner thigh.

I slowly wheeled my chair closer to my desk and leaned back further to give her better access to her destination. My heart began to pound and my cock began to throb as she leaned up and ran her nose up along my hardening member. She had never done anything like this before.

I had to lean my elbow on the armrest of the chair in order to cover my face with my hand. I gulped when I felt the white hot heat of her breath through my clothes. I tried desperately not to groan. Her hands cupped my length and stroked together up and down my hardness. She then went to my belt and quietly undid the closure. Once open, she tugged and removed the belt from the loops of my slacks.

I was so focused on her actions fast I forgot there was a call in progress until a voice penetrated my mind.

"JT are you listening?" My senior asked.

"Yes, of course sir," I replied, attempting to not make it obvious that I wasn't fully engaged with the meeting.

"I asked if you'd agree with the aforementioned data?"

"Ah, yes. I would, sir."

"Good. Now, let's move on."

He continued on with the meeting assuming I was paying attention. I can assure you, I was not because Isabel was in the process of peeling back the layers of my trousers and under garment. I shifted slightly to allow everything to be pulled down to my ankles.

Isabel's breath came quickly against my balls just before her tongue skated over my flesh. I had to bite into the soft skin of my lip in order to keep in my groan of approval. I moved my other hand down to stroke her hair away from her face. That's when I saw her run her tongue up the length of my hard shaft. Her red stained lips left a trail smeared on my skin along the way.

Upon reaching the head of my cock her tongue circled around my slit before dipping over my tiny hole. She lapped up the bead of precum that gathered there. Her eyes fluttered closed as if she was tasting the most exquisite ambrosia. She used the flat of her tongue to lap at the top of my head the slide down my shaft wrapping her lips around my as well. More of her lipstick painted my skin and smeared over her mouth.

I bit into the palm of my hand to hold in my moans. My heart pounded so loud I was sure my seniors would hear it at any moment. Isabel's hand wrapped around me and before I knew it I was engulfed in her hot, wet mouth. I coughed to cover and noises that might unwittingly escape me.

"JT, can you confirm this?" My boss's voice broke through my desire

Buggar! What were they just discussing? "I'm sorry, my speaker cut out. Could you repeat the question?"

"I had asked if..."

I tried hard to stay focused on what he was saying. Isabel's lips around my cock were not helping in the least. I responded to questions as they came but I couldn't maintain focus for long. Her mouth moved up and down my hard dick. Her tongue moved over the underside of my shaft and flicked over my frenulum driving me to complete distraction.

I grasped a fist full of her hair and shoved her face down over me to take in as much as possible. I felt her throat open and my cock slide down her throat. The muscles there contracted around me and my eyes rolled. I held my breath and prayed that no one in the meeting noticed.

I let up on her head and Isabel gasped for a breath before she dove back down. I was so close to spilling. I released her head and let her take over while I focused on staying quiet. I coughed when she sucked as she pulled up. The feeling of her suction pulled me closer to the edge.

Her head bobbed up and down, her hand moved along with. I could feel my balls tighten when she wrapped her hand around them. My breath caught in my chest. I leaned forward. My cock hardened further and then exploded in Isabel's mouth. She swallowed down each pulsing jet of cum that burst forth.

I muted my microphone quickly to cover the sound of my orgasmic moan. When I looked down at my beloved, she had a devilish look on her face as she swiped her tongue over her lower lip capturing a droplet of my cum. When I looked back up at my computer screen it was to see that the meeting had ended. Bloody hell. When had that happened?

I really couldn't bring myself to care...