GAME OVER (Didn't even make it past floor 1)

"Like, hello! Welcome to SoftFirm, how may I service you?" Julie said to the person who had just walked up to her desk, giggling at the very subtle innuendo she'd managed to slip in. You're very impressed, but then again that's your Mistress for you, even when you're eating her out underneath her desk she's still able to deliver witty remarks like that. She isn't moaning very much though, which you take as a personal slight, aren't you doing a good job? You redouble your efforts as she's handing over a key card and are rewarded with a yelp and the soft pitter patter of plastic upon the wooden desk.

"Like, oopsies! Clumsy me!" Julie says leaning forward to grab the key card and giving the...man? Woman? Person a great view down her top. Your Mistress is so smooth. When the person is gone Julie's hand finds your hair and she pulls you up to give you a big, wet kiss, licking up her own juices from the inside of your mouth. "Silly Pussyslut, you're not supposed to be that good at eating my pussy!"

"Sorry Mistress," you pout, giving her a glimpse of your big doe eyes...and even bigger cleavage. Julie giggles and immediately forgives you, just as you knew she would. "Who was that by the way?" you ask, curious.

"Hmm? Oh just some newspaper guy. He said that one of his reporters went missing and this was the last place she went to. I sent him up to HR so they could convince him he's just silly and needs to forget all about that silly reporter of his and just go back to making newspapers!" Julie said with a giggle. You can't help but giggle too.

"He IS silly Mistress! Why would the reporter come here? We're not a newspaper place, we're a computer place! I hope I'm never as dumb as a reporter," you say, moving down under the desk to begin eating out Mistress again.