“It’s suddenly occurred to me that I know absolutely nothing about him, apart from the fact that the’s got a beautiful cock.”
Isn’t this enough? Do we really need to know more?? *wink*
Tasha finds it fun to masturbate in her office after hours – the thrill of not getting caught gets her off….until one day she gets caught by her coworker Ethan. Ethan is uptight, serious and smug…or so she thinks. When he asks her to come into his office the next day, she almost dies of embarrassment….until….
‘A blowjob would be nice,’ he says.
I spin around. ‘What?’
A soft silence falls, and I stay very, very still. I don’t quite know what’s happening here, but there’s a sudden tension in the air, an electricity that I’ve never been aware of before.
‘Say that again,’ I order him.
He leans back in his chair with his hands resting loosely in his lap. ‘A blowjob would be nice,’ he says again. ‘If you feel it would help you move on.’ ‘
Help me?’
‘Yes.’
I open my mouth and prepare myself to launch a blistering refute, but nothing comes out. He doesn’t move from his chair, and I don’t move from my position by the door. And in the moment when I know I should say no, when I know I should storm out of his office, I do the opposite.
‘Someone might catch us,’ I say softly.
‘Yes,’ he replies. His voice is very quiet, very gentle. ‘They might.’
That thought sends a shiver of excitement crashing through me that is so strong it almost makes me gasp. When I thought about getting caught before, it wasn’t like this. It made me feel powerful, and reckless, and strong.
It didn’t turn me on.
I lift my hand, beckon him closer. He hesitates for a moment, then he gets up from his desk, walks over to me. We stand there, close but not touching, for a long moment. He smooths his tie, which is silver silk, and I fasten my suit jacket. I’ve never been this close to him before. He’s a lot taller than I realised, and his hair is shot with strands of gold mixed in amongst the red, and he’s got the faintest of freckles, and something about his mouth makes me weak.
I sink slowly to my knees. We still aren’t touching, but being in this position in front of him intensifies my excitement. He carefully unfastens his jacket, moving the sides apart to give me easy access to his belt. The buckle gives with a soft clink, and as I unfasten his trousers, my knuckles graze against the hard, warm wall of his lower belly. When I ease down the zip and realise that he isn’t wearing anything underneath, I nearly swallow my tongue.
When I see his cock, I think I definitely do. Long and thick and so very, very hard, the slit at the end is already slippery and wet. I open my mouth, taste him. I wrap my fingers around the base, as far as they will go, and squeeze until I can feel his pulse against my fingers, and then I lower my head and open my mouth around his dick.
‘Hurry,’ he says, his voice low and rough. ‘Hurry. We might get caught.’
Yes. Yes we might.
It’s fun. Short…but very erotic and sexy.
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