Giving Abby a ride

We drove in silence for a while, just the gentle beat of the radio in the background.

"So what do you need to do at your office?" Abby asked curiously, breaking the silence.

"Oh, nothing much. I was just saving you from Jake, I've got some paperwork I can pick up." I replied nonchalantly.

"You mentioned you work at a consultancy firm, right? How did you end up doing that?" Abby inquired with genuine interest.

I paused for a moment, reflecting on my past before answering. "Well, I always had a knack for numbers and organization. After graduating, I decided to pursue a career in business."

"Where is your office? Is it far from here?" Abby asked curiously.

"It's not too far, just a short drive away," I replied, glancing at her briefly. "Do you want the tour?"

It was a Sunday morning, and the office would likely be empty.

"I mean, if you don't mind," Abby added, looking sheepish. I smiled, thinking it might be a good opportunity to get to know her better. "Of course, let's go." I turned off and headed to the office. Pulling up outside the modern building, I parked and turned off the engine. It was a beautiful day outside, with the sun shining brightly, adding warmth to the cool morning.

I led Abby inside, showing her around the spacious offices. She seemed genuinely interested in my work, asking questions about different aspects of my job. We walked past various cubicles, offices, and conference rooms.

Eventually, we ended up in my corner office. I wasn't a CEO of some global conglomerate, but my office was smart and modern. I had a leather chair behind a large oak desk. A couple of chairs placed across from it. There was a big leather sofa against the wall and a packed bookshelf covered the opposite wall. It had the desired effect, Abby seemed impressed as she sat down on the leather sofa.

"This place is nice, Alex," she commented, running her hand along the armrest.

"Thanks," I replied, feeling a small sense of pride. I sat in my big leather chair behind the desk and started looking for the documents I was going to take home.

Abby watched me, curiosity evident in her eyes. "Do you have a secretary?" she asked, her voice light and engaging.

"I don't, we have a receptionist who handles front desk duties and basic administration," I explained, my gaze fixed on the papers in front of me. "I prefer to handle most things myself."

Abby nodded, her brow furrowing slightly in thought. She stood up and my gaze found her again, she looked so cute in my T-shirt, slightly oversized for her petite frame. She came closer, stopping a foot away from my desk.

"I could be your secretary" she said, walking round to my side of the desk. Before I could respond, she reached out and placed her hand on my thigh, slowly moving it upwards until it was hovering over my bulging crotch. "I could be your personal assistant."

My breath caught in my throat as desire coursed through my veins. I looked into her eyes. "If I had you here, Abby, I'd never get any work done," I teased, attempting to defuse the situation. But she wasn't fazed. She leaned forward, her hand now resting confidently on my lap.

"I think you'll find I'm very dedicated," she whispered seductively, a slight smile playing on her lips. She got on her knees between my legs, running her fingers lightly across my hardness, eliciting a groan from deep within my chest. With trembling hands, I unbuckled my belt and slid my pants down, exposing my throbbing erection.

She grinned mischievously and took it in her hands, stroking it gently, her touch making me quiver with pleasure. I couldn't believe I was about to have her right here, in my office.

Abby looked up at me, her eyes shimmering with excitement. She slowly took me into her mouth, skilfully using her tongue and lips to tease and stroke me, making me lose control. My fingers threaded through her long brown hair, holding her tightly against my throbbing manhood.

"Abby," I groaned, gripping her hair harder, **** for release. She increased the pace, bobbing her head up and down, sucking me with expert precision.

Abby continued to suck me, taking me deeper into her mouth, her grip on my shaft growing tighter. I closed my eyes, losing myself in the sensation. "Is this what you needed, sir?" She looked up at me with her big brown eyes.

Abby was incredibly talented, her lips and tongue working in perfect harmony, sending waves of pleasure coursing through my body. Her soft whimpers echoed in the otherwise silent office, amplifying the intensity of the moment. I began to feel a powerful urge to thrust into her mouth, but I held back, not wanting to risk ending this incredible experience too soon.

Gripping the edge of my desk for support, I savoured every second of this unexpected encounter. I could hear her quiet gasps, her body trembling with each movement of my hips.

"Keep that up and you'll be getting a raise, young lady." I teased, watching her intensely.

Abby grinned and winked at me, never missing a beat. Her lips tightened, and she began to bounce her head more rapidly. I could feel myself nearing the brink, my entire body trembling with the **** of my impending orgasm.

I couldn't hold back any longer. With a loud groan, I released my load into Abby's waiting mouth. She greedily swallowed every drop, never missing a beat, maintaining eye contact throughout.

As she finished, her eyes sparkled with satisfaction. I pulled her closer, planting a tender kiss on her forehead. "Thank you, Abby," I whispered, my heart racing from the intense encounter.

She grinned, brushing her hair out of her face with her free hand. "My pleasure, sir."