Bite me, suck me

"Hey dickhead, you gonna watch internet cats all day or you going to go out and get us all coffees?" said Angela teasingly.

Andy tried to ignore her and watched his screen following his possibly misguided click to see what would happen. A small window popped up. Go ahead big guy, just type what you want in here, it read. Underneath that was a small white box with a flashing cursor.

Huh, what a load of crap thought Andy, and fantasized briefly about his co-worker and longtime bully on her knees in front of him sucking him off. That, he considered, would certainly help his general feeling of crappiness following the costly break up of his engagement. He looked once more at her and began to think of her with her mouth around his cock and him cramming it into her throat. In anger, he typed, "Angela can bite me!"

Suddenly, Angela walked around his desk, swept her hair behind her ears and lowered her lips to his shoulder as if approaching for a passionate kiss, then opening her mouth slightly, she sunk her teeth into his shoulder.

"Yow!!!" he squealed. "The fuck?" and stared at her incredulously.

Angela straightened up as if nothing had happened and looked at his screen. "Huh. I thought you would have been watching porn or something, douchebag".

She appeared not to see the message about her he noticed as he rubbed the tender site of her attack. He quickly deleted the message anyway, and watched her disbelievingly as she began to wander off once more. He looked at the screen. "No.... no way.... It cant be." he said, then quickly typed "Angela will get on her knees and suck my dick." He still really didn't believe anything would happen, but... what if?

As soon as he had hit the period button, Angela swiveled on her heels and walked straight back round to Andy then dropped to her knees without a word. She pulled at his belt and zipper and as soon as she had his cock free bent her head forward and sucked his cock in whole as it was still soft. Andy could not believe it, but felt himself begin to stiffen as he watched his colleague bob back and forth in his lap.

Angela stared forwards without making eye contact as she worked on his cock like a metronome. Her cheeks puckered inwards with the suction she was applying and Andy thought it felt lovely, if a little soul-less. Andy reached up to the keyboard while she was sucking him off and carefully began to add to his message. "Angela is enjoying this".

Suddenly he felt more enthusiasm in the blowjob, her tongue slid around him and he could hear her making gastronomic "mmmm" noises as she worked. It felt wonderful. He glanced down at Angela who was working away on his cock, eyes closed in passionate delight, and reached down to squeeze her boob.

Without stopping her blowjob she swatted his hand away angrily and looked up at him in a fury. Although she didn't say anything, Andy realized he had somehow crossed a line and would suffer for this, once she finished sucking him off that is. Quickly he added to his message on screen. "Angela doesn't mind if I grope her." Instantly she relaxed. Before resuming his groping, he considered the sheer fucking drabbery of her working clothes. Fuck that he thought and added "Angela will take off her shirt".

By the time Andy eventually came in her mouth, he had added instructions for her to swallow his cum, had commanded that her tits should double in size and that she should call him Sir from now on and regularly beg him to fuck her any way he chose.