Grab Mila and fuck her tan, smirking face

The complainer in her chair can deal with it. You're more interested in this frustrating little cutie in her frumpy grey skirt suit.

Mila's a pretty girl, and the way she seems to be laughing at you, or at least without you, is too much for a guy looking for the type of guiltlesss indulgence and instant gratification to which you've become accustomed. So you grab the pretty little woman by the back of her neck and shove her head down to your crotch.

"Oh!" she exclaims, her whole expression shifting to a sudden surprise. She looks up at you, your half-hard cock dangling freely in front of her face, sticky and smelly, and with the slightest little smile, she says, "an exposed cock. You know we have to stay vigilant in here, sir. These sorts of things can easily turn into blowjobs, which are not allowed at all!"

You're ready to fuck the little woman's pretty, tan face, but the thing is, she won't let you do it here. It's a No BJ Zone.

"Yeah, we can't have that," says one of Mila's grey-frocked colleagues, a fit, hourglass-shaped platinum blonde with curled hair, Lara, from her nametag. "Mia, are you trained in blowjob prevention protocol? Now's the time, girl."

Mila nods, her nose just brushing the tip of your sticky dick head. She bites the corner of her lip, and says, "sir, this dick is dangerously close to a full on blowjob status, right up here by my lips. We'll have to..." she rises to her feet, "...contain it..." she says, pulling down her skirt, her shapeless grey blazer still covering her whole body besides her legs. She climbs up onto you, shoulders around you, hanging off your neck with her skinny arms, and she smiles into your eyes as your dick slides up inside her pussy, all under her oversized blazer, unseen.

The soft, tight, warm squish of Mila's willing cunt makes your dick as hard as any good throat, and she rides your dick, happily, smiling at the sensation, the joke she's still in on, or maybe just at being a good little worker enforcing the no BJ Zone rules. Whatever motivates her smile, you don't give a fuck anymore, your ego satisfied that you're not being mocked, and concerned with nothing more than that, your balls taking over thought after that point.

Fucking little Mila while you stand in the middle of the No Blowjob Zone VIP Lounge, you look around, and notice all the women previously so concerned a blowjob might happen are now relaxed, or calmly working, each one simply passing her day with zero fellatio happening.

"Uh. Uh. Uh. Uh. Uh." She just keeps grunting, "happy. to. report. no. blow. jobs. heeeeerrrrreeeeeee UHhhn," she leans back, and exhales, enjoying the fuck at least just a little bit.

Lara nods, "okay, let me know if you need any help, Mila!"

"Hold on, Lara," you say, feeling the cum pumping up into your cock, ready to blow. Mila's pussy may feel pretty great, but it's not a blowjob, and apparently your dick, in its erect desperation, has decided to let just a little bit of blood back up to your brain, because you just got an idea.