He puts her special skills to work

It's fifteen minutes before Sally returns. She almost ran into Hunter's office, holding a container of coffee and a small bag from the coffee shop on the ground floor of the building, her face strained and anxious.

"There was a big lineup. I tried to get them to hurry but they were so slow. I'm so sorry for taking so long. I got you a Danish, I hope that's ok. I'm so sorry," she told him frantically, her face flushed.

He leaned back in his chair, looking at her without expression, making her wriggle anxiously. She looked delicious, and Hunter felt his cock stir as he caught catch the fecund scent of her. The girl has been in heat all day, probably ever since he fucked her yesterday, and certainly since he fingered her this morning. She bit the corner of her lip, her breath coming in sharp little pants as she waited for him to speak.

"Come around this side of the desk," he told her. Sally's eyes lit up with joy and she took a step forward, then glanced at the open door.

"I'll shut the door Sir," she breathed.

"Not necessary," Hunter replied, smiling quietly at the sudden disappointment in her face. "Come around here." Obediently, Sally stepped around the end of the desk and stood before him, her hands clasped in front of her, eager submission in her eyes.

"As I said earlier, I might have more for you to do," Hunter said, smiling as he unzipped himself and freed his half-hard cock. The young blonde looked at him wide eyed, then glanced again at the open office door.

"Sir...ummm?" she stammered, her eyes fixed on his meat, her mind obviously torn between obedience and fear of discovery.

"Get on your knees and under the desk," Hunter told her. "This needs taking care of, and I remember you're pretty good with that soft little mouth."

"But Sir....the...the door," she protested, her voice quavering and unsure.

"Never mind the door. Just get on your knees and show me what you can do. Or should I call somebody else."

"No Sir!" she said with alacrity as she sank to her knees, glancing one last time at the door. She slid under the desk, her hands running up his thighs as she looked at him with wanton, nervous eyes. She took the base of his shaft in her slender fingers, holding it as she lapped at the swelling head of his cock. He reached down and touched her neck, making her eyes roll back as she moaned blissfully and sucked him deep in her soft hot mouth.