“On your knees under my desk, you dirty girl.”
“Yes sir,” I whispered, sinking down.
While the floor was covered in thick Persian rugs, the space under Mr. Takayama’s desk was bare wood, and when I knelt, my knees protested the unforgiving surface beneath them. But when he slid forward in his chair, running his hand over his swollen cock, any discomfort I was feeling was quickly forgotten.
“That looks like a big erection, Mr. Takayama.”
“Find out for yourself, dirty girl.”
I was already licking my lips as I pushed his manicured hands aside to reach through a tangle of shirttails and boxers to reach his cock. Once in my hand, I realized just how big he was.
Shit. I was in trouble.
He was rock hard and veiny, and as I licked him from root to tip, I could feel a wetness start to trickle down my inner thighs.
“That’s it, dirty girl,” he whispered, reaching down and stroking my hair. “Those big eyes of yours are just too stunning. Keep looking at me while you please my cock. And pull up the back of your dress and lower your panties. I want to know that anyone who walks in my office sees your pretty cunt before they see anything else.”
Oh. My. God.
Of course, I did what I was told.
The cool office air breezed over my wet pussy and without even thinking about it, I raised my ass as if to get ready for some sort of invasion. I liked sucking Mr. Takayama’s cock, but my now-exposed pussy wanted some attention too.
Fuck if I wasn’t turning into a greedy bitch.
“That’s a girl,” he growled.
“Mmmm, yes sir,” I whispered, pulling him out of my mouth.
“You do a good job now, dirty girl, and I’ll make all your dreams come true.”
I nodded gratefully and Mr. Takayama hummed in pleasure, guiding me down his shaft until his head hit the back of my throat. That’s when I began to bob up and down, my cheeks hollowed to create a stronger suction.
Suddenly the door to his office opened. “Mr. Takayama?” a female voice asked.
Oh, fuck.
I froze for a second, but only a second. What the fuck. It was too late to stop now.
“Yes, Julia?” he asked, like there was nothing going on.
If he didn’t care, I wasn’t going to worry, either. I just knew I was sucking off one of my bosses, under his desk, while he was doing business. And I was as wet as I was the night before, even without touching myself.
The conversation continued from the doorway of the office as if nothing untoward was happening.
“I have that motion for the appellate court you wanted ready, sir.”
Mr. Takayama shot a little precum in my mouth, and I hungrily slurped it down, doing my best to not make any noise as I worked him with my eager lips.
“Wonderful, Julia. Thank you. Is there anything else?”
“Yes sir,” she said. “I’ve got a deposition on the Harding case Monday at noon, I was hoping you could sit in? You said I needed help with my questioning, and it’s a good case to cut my teeth on.”
“Not a problem, Julia.”
A moment later, his office door closed quietly.
I released him for a moment. “How was that conversation so normal? Didn’t she see me?”