When I woke up, Raven had already left the bedroom. She was restless like that. The ever-present clock in the corner of my vision read 6AM, so I was up early. What she had done to help me sleep must have really worked. I took a quick shower and put on my usual work outfit: khaki slacks and a simple button up. I looked in the mirror at myself as if to make sure I was real. I had a hard time believing the night before had actually happened but it did feel real and, yes, I looked real in the mirror. I shook my head at myself and then went to the living room.
Raven was in her curtained off section of the room and I could hear the clack of buttons from the other side. I went in and was a little thrown off by the sight of her body still covered in that creamy blur. She hadn't noticed me yet so I decided I would surprise her and show my appreciation for such a good night's sleep.
Slowly and quietly, I crawled under her desk positioning myself between her legs. I reached into the filter and found that she was at least bottomless if not completely nude. Instead of clothing, I touched her soft cock between her thighs. She jumped slightly but relaxed when I put it in my mouth.
"Well good morning!" She said, lifting her visor to look down at me.
"Good morning," I said and looked up beyond the filter at her, licking her from bottom to top before continuing. "I thought I'd give you some love before work."
"Aren't you sweet? I just started a tournament with my girls, though."
"I don't mind," I said and started sucking her hardening cock again, closing my eyes as the filter filled my vision.
"Okay!" She said and shrugged after giving it all of one second of thought. She put her visor back on to continue gaming as I continued worshiping her cock.
There was something highly erotic about pleasuring her while she played games, completely ignoring me. Like my presence was an afterthought or a mere convenience and nothing more. My own dick got hard in my pants as I thought about it. I tried to imagine what the experience was like for her.
She was likely doing her usual round of battle games where her and two of her friends played 3 against 10 or some other ridiculous ratio and still completely dominated the other team. Her favorite game, which was most likely what she was playing, might as well have had hacking as a feature. Everyone did it, but Raven and her friends did it best and with style. As I recalled, her character wielded magic, which made her hacks feel more like spells than lines of code.
Other hackers did the usual tricks of shooting through walls or auto-aiming weapons. Raven could make another player's weapon freeze up or disappear entirely. She could pin them to walls or even the top of the map, completely defenseless while she ruthlessly attacked them.
The real flair was what her code could do after a player was defeated. My favorite was a hack she used to copy the image of a player's avatar and contort it into a piece of armor. It usually ended up with the head portion being used for the lower half of her body as if the defeated player was giving her head while she continued to play to the end of the match. I imagined her doing that hack while I gave her head in real life.
She mostly ignored me, clicking away on her controller, but occasionally she would squirm with the movement of my mouth and tongue, which I took as a sign that I wasn't doing too badly. I felt her body tense as her game ramped up. She was probably finishing off a more challenging player. I wasn't sure if it was a good idea to distract her in a crucial moment, but something compelled me to swirl my tongue around her tip repeatedly as she breathed heavier.
"Fuck!" She bit out. I started pulling her out of my mouth, worrying that she'd be upset at me for distracting her. "If you stop, this asshole on the other side of the world won't be the only one regretting his life choices."
I immediately went back to running my tongue over the soft skin of her cockhead. My lips turned up in a smile around her dick as I sucked her off. I shouldn't have been smiling at her threats but it turned me on more than it scared me.
"Almost got him," she said with gritted teeth, furiously hitting buttons. "Eat my code, bitch! That's it!"
Her cock spurted in my mouth as she orgasmed, depositing a small load on my tongue like a reward for all it's hard work. I gladly swallowed it and let her cock fall out of my mouth.
"Thanks, babe," she said as I got up. She didn't stop gaming or even take her visor off to look at me. I smirked at her, enjoying her aloof demeanor.
"Anytime," I said, turning to head out to work.
"I'll hold you to that," she called out behind me. I imagined being under that desk anytime she wanted a mouth on her cock while she gamed and smiled even more. Suddenly an ad came into my view.
"Kneeling Pillow, Only 100 Credits!" It read along with a review from a supposed customer "I love this for the hours I spend sucking cock!"
I swiped the ad away, chuckling at the absurdity of it. Just like the day before, I called an auto-cab with my implant using only a thought. I thought about my workplace, a high rise downtown, and the vehicle made its way there. The building towered intimidatingly over the surrounding landscape and the company name, Soultap Technologies, was mounted in glowing neon red at the top.
On my way in I was surprised to not be required to be buzzed in past the lobby. The door to the main hall just opened on it's own. I made my way into the data center where my cubicle was one of probably 30 others. I sat down and my chip immediately began to interact with the terminal. It normally looked like nothing more than a black square mounted to one of the dividers that walled in my cubicle. The time, 8:55AM, flashed in the corner, signaling my clock-in time.
The room then turned into a black void around my cubicle. A column of unintelligible numbers and letters appeared on my desk and a horizontal stream of millions of other numbers and letters was moving across the void above me. It was a similar program to the one I used with my visor but this one was much cooler. I guessed at how it functioned, pleased that I was smart enough to figure it out. I pointed at a line of code, separating it from the rest and flicked it into the river of encrypted nonsense where it flew away with the rest.
You would think that an AI or some other machine could've done this task but apparently the encryption was so complex that it couldn't be done like that. The proprietary code was specifically meant to fry any artificial means of decryption except for the super computer owned by the company that had the keys built in. I frankly had no idea what the data was because only the top executives were allowed to view it in its unencrypted form. I simply moved it from the column I was given and into the data stream.
"Elijah," a silky smooth feminine voice called from outside the void. "You didn't come check in with me."
The void disappeared and I came back to the room of cubicles, turning my office chair to see it was my supervisor at my desk. The name "Linda Cross" flashed in my vision before disappearing. My eyes grew wide as I took in her outfit. It was a deep red latex bikini with rivets adorning the edges. It was so tight that I could clearly see both the outline of her nipples and her pussy lips.
"Don't ogle, darling. It's just a virtual outfit," she said with a half grin and proceeded to lean over my desk in said virtual outfit. "You should get one. The company dress code only applies to real life clothing, you know. I doubt that will ever change with girls like me around. Anyway, you didn't check in with me when you arrived. So I'm going to have to write you up."
"Wait no! Please, I'm sorry! I forgot. I'll remember next time, I promise," I said.
"Hmm, I don't know," Linda pondered. "Maybe I'll be nice this time, only because your begging does..something.. for me. But you owe me. Come see me tomorrow morning and don't forget. Your promotion depends entirely on me."
She inconspicuously ran a hand over the bikini where the outline of her pussy could be plainly seen as she stood up from my desk.
"Yes, ma'am," I said timidly.
"Good boy," she said and walked away, her swaying ass taunting me. I truly only wanted Raven but I wasn't immune to the kind of arousal she was invoking, no doubt on purpose. She was always a hard-ass boss but now she had something new to hold over me. I worked the rest of my 10 hour shift and tried not to think about it too much. I just wanted to get back home to Raven.
I decided to grab us some dinner on the way home so I had the auto-cab drop me off at the nearby street market. When I approached the first stand, which sold hot wings, I was surprised to taste a spicy flavor on my tongue. My chip was receiving a signal that activated my taste buds. The owner of the stand smiled at me.
"You like it?" He asked.
"I do! But my girlfriend probably wouldn't," I answered. The taste disappeared as I walked further down the street.
I walked up to a Chinese food stand and the taste of chicken and another sweet flavor filled my mouth.
