Hiding under your desk and waiting for you to return with your client I sit patiently. My knees on the floor are spread open wide, I sit on my heels with my hands on my knees looking down. I know you'll be back soon, and I know you'll be pleasantly surprised. I hear the door to your office open and I hear you talking business with another male voice. You ask him to take a seat and come around your desk to take yours. You spot me and I smile wickedly, your eyes flare with surprise and list for a moment before you continue to take your seat and resume your conversation. You scoot your chair into the desk, perhaps closer than would normally be necessary and brush my cheek with your hand before returning it to the desk.
Beneath your desk, I get to work. Slowly and softy running my hands up and down your thighs. I can feel the muscles beneath tense. I reach up and palm your erection beneath your pants, feeling it continue to swell beneath my ministrations. I gently rake my nails down your now impressive length. You reach down to adjust yourself and I hold my breath. Now you're straining even more against the confines of your pants, I pull the zipper down and pull your erection free. It springs up toward my face and I gently kiss the tip. I lick the tip then proceed to lick your hard cock from the bottom to the top. The flat of my tongue getting you wet and prepping you. When you're all lubed up I take the tip into my mouth and begin taking you into my warm, wet mouth inch by slow inch. Until I've got you all the way down my throat. I feel your hand move to the top of my head, holding me there, gripping my messy bun with strong hands.
I see the pen drop and you push back away from me and the desk to retrieve it. Your eyes find mine and I hear your harsh whisper, "You are mine." You kiss me gently and sit back upright pulling back into the desk, and into my waiting hands. I take your throbbing cock into my hand, feeling the throb of your pulse in my hand.
A wicked smile crosses my lips before I again take you into my mouth. Slowly taking you all the way into my mouth before retreating. Bobbing up and down, bottoming out, your balls on my chin holding it there as long as I can before coming back up for a breath. I again feel your hand in my hair, on top of my head forcing me to stay just a little longer, gently tapping your thigh to get you to release me so I can come back up for air. Trying to gently gasp for air to avoid suspicion. I hear your conversation winding down. I hear murmurs of farewell and I hear and feel you shake hands over the desk and your client leaves with the closing of the door.
I feel you pull away again and see you looking down at me. "That was a nice surprise, but you were a naughty girl hiding in my office." You pull me up by my hair and realize I'm wearing a dress. Black. Tight across the chest but loose from the hips down you turn me around and push me down onto the desk roughly. Pulling my dress up you notice I don't have panties on. Your eyes flash again with hunger as you rub your hand over my ass. Fingers toying in my wetness.
SLAP.
You bring your hand down onto my ass and I gasp as I arch my back and look at you. You bring your hand down again on the other cheek. My pale cheeks starting to turn a warm red.
