Boxing Day. Jacob woke up with some kind of... not quite wariness or trepidation. Not fear. Maybe apprehension? That he went too far the day before. He glanced at the beautiful, naked woman still asleep in his arms and thought over the events of the day before.
He'd awoken to a Christmas present on his bedside table yesterday-a naughty coupon book from Amanda, the woman he was holding in his arms right now. Five coupons were inside: A facial with a picture of her cum-spattered face; a titjob; a solid fuck in her least favorite position, doggy-style; a bit of secretary-boss role play; and the one that'd taken his breath away in aroused surprise, 24 hours of free use.
He'd blown the first three coupons already yesterday. It was a good day, and he was a bit sore, but he had two coupons left to use. Tomorrow he'd promised to use the free use coupon, so today, Amanda was going to be his adorably slutty secretary.
He woke her with a kiss, rolling a nipple between warm, callused fingers. "Amanda," he murmured happily once she stirred. "Are you ready to be awake?"
"Mmm," she mumbled. "Coffee."
"Good," Jacob murmured in his girlfriend's ear. "I'm invoking the role play coupon today. Go get me some coffee, and dress in your secretary outfit for me." He patted her ass affectionately over the angel tattoo she had on her right cheek.
Amanda made a contented little noise. It took her a moment to move, his hand still on her tit and ass as she pulled away. Her perky nipples were hard for him, her pussy dripping a bit of wetness onto her luscious thighs, too.
As Amanda wandered downstairs in a grey tank top and a pair of red lace panties, Jacob took the time to find a suit. He had a few for the rare occasions he had to wear them for work. He put on a dark blue one with a slate tie and a pale blue shirt.
He then graciously let Amanda into the walk-in closet to choose her secretarial outfit as he sipped his coffee at the desk in their bedroom. "Thank you, Miss Barnes," he said to her with grave solemnity, the growing tent at the front of his pants proving that it was all an act.
After ten minutes of getting dressed-Amanda had put her makeup on after pouring and doctoring coffee, which he'd approved of-she emerged wearing her favorite sapphire satin blouse and a black pencil skirt that made her beautiful ass look fantastic.
"How is this, Mr. Rowland?" she asked. He spun a finger, inviting her to turn as he sipped his coffee. Her eyes kept going to his hardening erection through his suit pants, though, and she gave a sly little grin as she spun slowly for him.
With an approving nod, he gestured her over by crooking a finger. Before she could object, he was unbuttoning her blouse and taking it off. Next, her lacy black bra joined the blouse on the floor. "Suck," he commanded, after fondling her exemplary tits for a moment.
She obediently knelt between his knees and undid his belt and fly, pulling his thick cock free.
Jacob picked up his coffee after letting out a little contented sigh. Then he sipped his coffee as Amanda got to work worshipping his dick with kisses and short, affectionate little licks. Putting the mug down, he slowly relaxed as she kept going, getting him fully erect.
She moaned as he twitched into full stiffness. He let out a small, pleased smile, hidden by the coffee cup that he had picked up again. He took another sip before setting the mug down slightly more deliberately this time.
Amanda's lips parted, and she slipped her mouth over the thick head of his prick before Jacob could pick up his coffee again. He swallowed, and took a moment to steady himself before he could take another sip of the dark liquid.
He set the mug down. Then, his hand went to the back of Amanda's furiously bobbing head and caressed tenderly for a moment before he reached for the mug a final time. He stopped as his fingers grazed along the edge of the cup, biting his lip to hold back a moan. He pulled his hand back a second later, without the mug.
"Good girl," he whispered hoarsely, swallowing hard as she deepthroated him. He felt himself tremble.
"My sweet little secretarial cocksucking slut," he muttered thickly, feeling himself tense up as she held herself in position a moment longer than he thought possible. She pulled free of the deepthroat, coughing. Her eye makeup ran a bit, but the smolder in her eyes was unmistakable. She enjoyed this, she'd said to him last time she gave him a blowjob this thorough. It nearly got her off without her rubbing one out.
The memory of her saying so had him biting his lip harder.
He exhaled a moment later, and slid his hands into her soft, silky dark hair. Worship time was over. Facefucking time was now, he decided, and began to thrust in and out of her mouth, using her throat.
She gagged and choked as he used her pretty little mouth, but her pleasured squirms and sexy little grunts had him pull free only a short while later. He panted as she moaned in frustration. However, she was soon rewarded with a facial. "Gonna take another picture of my slut," he groaned out as soon as he could speak, holding her wrists tightly in his hand so she couldn't clean up beyond licking her lips.
He fumbled for his phone with his off hand, staring into pretty, dark brown eyes. "Good girl," he cooed at her, taking a few pictures of his cum-covered girlfriend.
He then let her go. "Clean up enough that you can see, but otherwise I want you covered in my jizz. And I will cover you, today and tomorrow," he promised, a dark, horny chuckle in his voice.
"You're mine to use until Monday morning, sweetness. You may need to call in sick because I don't think you'll be able to sit still." He kept talking to her as she did as she was told. "A good little slut obeys," Jacob murmured affectionately, green eyes dark with lust.
