Does She?

Freddie groaned as his phone went off. He'd had his phone linked into his Virtual Space visor so he could answer his phone in the Simulated Office like he would in the Real World.

It was his Golfing Buddy Jerry, Daphne's Boss! Chuckling, as he could guess what the call was about, he accepted the Call.

"Jerry! How are you?" There was a minor flinch from Daphne, recognising who her Husband was talking too, but he rested his free hand on her head and she resumed sucking. "You'll need to speak up, Daphne here likes to make her blowjobs for me loud and wet as possible." His eyes watched his Toy and she understood his subtle command. Her oral worship became snobbery, thick with her saliva, and she let her moans and groans and sighs out instead of trying to restrain herself.

"You smug bastard. It worked didn't it? She didn't seem any different yesterday, so it must've been last night, wasn't it? And she's sucking Security Guards off so soon? If I'd known what an easy whore she was, I'd've made her my Secretary!"

Freddie was glad his friend was so happy, and decided to push it further by starting a video call, with Daphne as the focus.

She was too far gone to notice, not until Freddie had covered her face and tits with cum. Scooping up the jizz and slurping it up, she squeaked in surprise on noticing the phone and blushing when Jerry's voice sounded out and described how much he approved of her kneeling at her Husband's feet.

"What do you think Daph? Your meeting is soon. Should you get going, or do you want to ride my dick?" She made a whining noise. "No complaints. Just tell your Boss and me. Tell Jerry and I if you're going to be late for your meeting and why."

"I... I... uh, um... Mr. Jeremy I... I am going to be a little late because... because... because I can't go to a meeting before I cum on my Husband's dick!" She screamed in despair. Freddie leaned back, keeping the phone on her as she hurriedly climbed onto his lap and slid her dripping, grasping cunt down Freddie's hard shaft.

"I'M SORRY SIR! I'M SORRY MISTER JEREMY! I NEED THIS! I NEED TO CUUUUUM!" was her last sentence before everything went black.

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No, she didn't cum. But a little text crawl did inform her that she never asked either Freddie or Jerry if she could be late for the meeting.

She was back in her chair, back in her workplace. There was a pleasant fullness in her arse, but she felt the absence of her Husband's cock in her pussy keenly. She stood up to readjust herself.

She put her four-inch white heels back on, fastened her white suit-jacket only to notice stains on her pink blouse. Feeling her cunt drip, she quickly took her jacket off and then her blouse before putting the jacket back on. It would be very obvious to anyone she had nothing on under her jacket and the thought made her breathless. The skirt, she pulled down again to cover a half of her ass, finding that in knowing everyone had already seen her buttplug, she didnt want to... hide more. She then lightly curled her blonde hair with a portable curler from a drawer in her desk and went tonthe toilets to redo her make-up as thick and slutty as she could.

Looking at herself in the mirror, she remembered hearing how her tits weren't big enough. She knew they were right, and tries to adjust how they sat in her jacket to make them look bigger.

I should... ask... Freddie about getting... enhanced.

She stepped out and made to walk to the meeting room. She grabbed her purse with her memory stick for her part of the meeting and noticed a message on her phone. It was a voice message from Freddie.

"I'm sure you're upset about being sent to the meeting when you'd rather ride my dick all day, but you keep saying this is important to you. I'll bet you've slowed down and you're rubbing your cunt while I'm talking. Well, before you go talk with Jerry, I think I'll just say... cum." She collided with the door as she did everything Freddie said. She howled as she finally, finally had her long-desired release and she went rigid against the meeting room door, minor spasms as her poor cunt flexed.

I really was close! she rationalised. Cumming on command was just too unbelievable.