Duty calls

You wanted to go further, but a knock on the door doesn't give you the chance.

"We need you guys over here." Emma says in her thick southern accent. "We have several crashes going on right now!"

Violet quickly cleaned up while you tucked your dick away. You followed her back to the converted kitchen to Emma's workstation, where all of the women were staring at one of her screens, trying to figure out what was happening.

Even though you were far from going live with anything, a crash this early could easily means several days, if not more, of wasted work. Fortunately for them, you were brought in for such times.

Quickly and precisely, you issue orders, having different members of your team working together in harmony to find the root cause of the error (as always, it was something dumb).

It took only a couple of hours for you to lead the team to fix, and for the first time in your career, solving an error made you horny. It usually just made you feel fulfilled or satisfied, but now, you were rock hard.

It's a strange, but pleasant feeling. You knew she couldn't say no, but still propositioning Emma for a quick lay was still out of your capabilities...

Mercifully, the women at the company were quickly growing accustomed to your presence, being able to read your mood from the way you talked and moved, as close coworkers are able to do, and they could tell you were itching for a fuck.

Emma, the petite southern blonde, is the one that breaches the silence. "Hey, thanks for the help."

"Don't mention it." You say. "That's why they pay me the big bucks."

"And the sex." She says, smiling devilishly. "C'mon, get that cock out. I've always had a kink for public sex."

That made you waver, but the other gals didn't seem to mind, returning to their positions and resuming their work, even as Emma took a step into your personal space and craned her head up for a kiss.

You were not the tallest guy, so it was a bit uncomfortable leaning down to kiss the petite blonde. It was a mercy it didn't last long before she was getting down on her knees, pulling your pants down along the way.

She doesn't suck your cock for long though, soon tugging on you dick and leading you to a corner of the office.

"I was a cheerleader back in school." Emma says, her smile cute and sexy at the same time. You don't even need to ask for some proof, because soon she has her legs in a standing split.

"Goddamn..." Is all your brain can muster, most of the blood in your body already in your loins. It takes a beat too long before you can register that yes, you should do something to the hot young woman presenting herself on a platter for you.

"Ohh yeahhh..." She moans as you stick your dick into her. "Fuck me hard, daddy."

Fucking her deep and with short strokes, you pant like a bull as you bang her against the wall. Emma is clearly enjoying it, moaning into your ear and clenching around your dick.

Suddenly, she shows all of her athletic ability as she clamps her legs around your waist and her arms around your neck, somehow not twisting your dick that remained inside her warm cunt.

"Carry me around the office, daddy." She whispers into your ear. "Please? I'll be a good girl for you..."

There is no denying a request like that, but you are not a fit porn star, so all you can do is grunt while you carryfuck Emma around.

The blonde is loving it, using her contractual obligations as a means to fulfill her hidden fantasies, and reaches her very loud climax first, announcing to the whole office that she was cumming.

It was only then, as you come to an uneasy halt, that you feel the weight of your powers. People are working, and you are banging a southern belle, someone a younger you could only dream of touching.

You were almost dizzy, intoxicated with power as you capture her lips in a deep kiss, blowing your load into her womb.

"Thanks for that." Emma says, after an awkward dismount. "We should get a shower."

"Yeah." You say. "And get dressed. It's kinda windy in here."