You head to work

You get in your car and drive to work. The drive to work is uneventful. As you walk into the office and start unpacking your stuff at your desk, a voice breaks through to you. "John! My office, now!".

It's your manager, Angela. She's a powerhouse of a manager, with a keen mind for business and results. She's also one of the most gorgeous women you've ever met.

You drop what you're doing and walk into her office, closing the door behind you. When you turn around, you almost fall over.

She's wearing a translucent PVC sleeveless top that looks like it came straight out of a dungeon. Every inch of her huge, perfect breasts is out on display. The zipper that holds the dress together at the base of her ribcage looks like it's straining to survive. You feel your dick stirring almost immediately.

"My eyes are up here!" she snaps. You fall back into semi-work mode and look at her. She asks you about the status of a project that you're working on. Your response satisfies her, and you continue to chat about work. How can she not know what effect her outfit is having on you? Maybe she does, and keeping the act of normalcy is getting her off? Your gaze travels down her voluptuous body, eating up her sexy curves, all the way down to her stockings.

She sighs in exasperation. "We're never going to get anything done with you this distracted, John." She smiles a little then and points at a chair. "Sit." You sit down, face flushed with embarrassment and desire. She stands up slowly and walks over to you. "You're going to shut up and let this happen so that we can get back to our status updates," she purrs. She sinks to her knees in front of you, bends over, and unzips your pants. Your dick is already at full mast as she pulls it out.

Her eyes widen a little and she grins up at you as she strokes you up and down with her soft hand. You're throbbing already. She gives the tip of your dick a little lick with her tongue, and then, without warning, sinks her mouth down onto you. You moan out loud in shock and pleasure as her hot, wet mouth engulfs your aching dick.

She slurps and sucks on you like you're a lollipop. Your fingers curl, but you don't dare grab her hair. She's the boss, after all. Her mouth is silky, slippery, and burning hot as she bobs up and down your cock. She's obviously a pro; she can take you all the way to the base with just the right amount of gagging. Your hand reaches out and touches her shoulder as she keeps gazing into your eyes. The mix of eye contact and sheer dick-throbbing pleasure has you almost at the edge already.

As you get closer, her head moves faster, her tongue flicking against the underside of your sensitive dick and making you twitch. Her free hand massages your balls. The sight of her on her knees, her thick ass extended behind her, her eyes on yours, and her sexy, perfect lips stretched around your cock drive you right to the edge. She pulls out abruptly, making you moan in frustration as her lips make an audible pop.

"I'm not in that much of a hurry," she smiles. "Don't you want to feel these big fucking tits against that dick of yours?"