Hit that snooze button just once more.

...shit, that was one too many.

You're running a little late now.

Shower, dress, coffee, brushed teeth and a granola bar in some order or another... it's a bit of a blur, and you're out the door. Normally you like to have a more leisurely start to the work day, cook a decent breakfast—maybe even attain a little sexual release before heading into the office. But while a few minutes late on the clock won't be an issue for the Director, there is a bit to take care of today. A presentation to the head of southeast sales in the afternoon means you've got to ensure your numbers are quite in order, particularly because you've been wanting to fuck her lovely face for a while now. It also might be fun to inspect and try out a few new girls for the outreach slut positions you have open in the new quarter's budget.

You hustle into the building and catch the closing doors of an elevator. You see a buxom brunette being gingerly fucked from behind, pressed gently into the elevator wall. She is clothed, but her tight beige skirt is short enough to grant access without much disarray. You offer a "good morning" and receive amiable smiles from her and her partner in coitus on your way to the third floor.

You depart and briskly stride into your office, only pausing briefly to regard your secretary, Jennique. She smiles warmly, her long jet black hair worn up in a ponytail today. She's wearing a dark grey boned underbust corset, and nothing above it, exposing her ample, double-D chest and thick, pierced nipples to the cool, conditioned air. She has glossy, simple black barbells on display through those nipples today; quite tasteful. You say a quick hello and smile back at her, but prevent your curiosity from getting the better of you with regard to the rest of her outfit, and push onward to your office. Ordinarily you'd stay and chat with a bit, get some early-morning tips on newly-brewing office gossip, play with her body a bit or even fuck those beautiful tits. But it's not a good day to be distracted, and you're already running behind.

Entering your glass-walled office room, you're eagerly greeted by your two office sluts, who arise from the cushion they'd been sharing next to your desk to offer lingering hugs. You look them over, appreciative as always. Gwen is a tanned blonde with her hair at her shoulders, with a tight, athletic body. To use her words, she "would probably be a serial killer if she couldn't kill it in the gym every day." Her pert, B-cup tits had small, hard, pink nipples that always stood out against her bronzed skin. Her counterpart, Melissa, was a full-body contrast; much curvier, every supple bit filled out in delightfully robust form for the touching. She carried an ass best described as "too much fun not to use," while her D-cup breasts presented huge, puffy areolas. A natural redhead, her pale skin was freckled generously over every inch. Both young women were nude, save for their simple leather collars.

"Good morning, sir," they intone in customary unison.

"Good morning girls. Sorry to keep you waiting," you say, depositing a briefcase on your desk while briefly considering pushing Melissa down beside it and viciously fucking her ass before starting your day in earnest. Just hold on, soon enough, you sigh to yourself. "Time to start triple-checking the reports for the quarter, I have that presentation today... have you had yourselves a nice morning?"

They nod happily and Lissa very slightly blushes. "You missed a little show. Gwen was licking me until I came not ten minutes before you walked in."

"Now that is a shame." You put on an exaggerated frown as you take your seat. "Maybe I'll catch the matinee after lunch."

The two settle back onto their cushion and exchange some kisses and caresses while you settle in and log into your laptop.

You pull open your email, the spreadsheets and your presentation file and start to pore over it with not-yet-focused eyes. An audible sigh escapes you. The truth is, by this point in your day you've typically already cum once, and your cock doesn't much care about your data. But while you'd prefer a more active role, you truly don't want to risk anything being off with your stats for the sales team; you'll settle for a midwork blowjob.

"Sluts, over here..." You gesture casually downward with your neck.

"Of course, sir. We've been cockhungry today anyway, so thank you..." Lissa says with her coy smirk.

The girls sidle under your desk. Most managers these days had at least one office slut, but from the very beginning when you got your office you were sure to choose a desk with ample room to accomodate a pair. You feel fingers on your belt and zipper as your cock is expertly and fully extracted. Suddenly it is completely enveloped in a warm mouth. You shiver slightly and focus more earnestly on the spreadsheets, now finally starting to see numbers rather than esoteric symbols and shapes. Meanwhile a pair of hands is caressing your thighs as your shaft is sucked more actively. You can't quite tell whose mouth is on your dick, but when you feel the gentle kisses to your balls you recognize Melissa's soft lips and realize Gwen's the one deepthroating you.

"Good girls," you say absentmindedly, eyes flitting over columns of account balances and double-checking their references in the presentation. They really are first-class cocksuckers, you think as you place one hand on Lissa's head and the sluts switch roles, Gwen sucking your balls more forcefully as the redhead engulfs your now-swollen cock.

You can feel your climax building already, but keep your attention on the numbers for the moment. You need to use your time wisely, and you want to make your girls work for it, anyway. So far, you're happy with what you've put together, and have only had to make one minor correction. Maybe this presentation will be in the bag without too much extra stress.

With Lissa's expert tongue circling your cockhead in between sucks, you won't last much longer, so you finally take your eyes away from the work for a moment and focus on the pleasure. You look down at the hot young bodies pleasing you. You pet Lissa's red hair lightly.

"I bet you want that cum, hmm?"

"Mmmph," she nods and looks back at you with hungry eyes.

You look at Gwen and continue to tease. "Doesn't Melissa look like she wants all that cum?"

You can feel Lissa's tongue working overtime to coax it from you. You look back to her and smirk. "Too bad you already came before I arrived today, dirty little minx." You grab her hair in a fist and yank her off your cock. "Gwen gets it all to herself this time."

You shove it all the way back into the blonde's face and she relaxes her throat and moans. The vibration is all it takes to push you the last bit over the edge. You grab her head roughly and hold it while shooting again and again. "Mmmm, fuck... swallow it all you hot little fucktoy."

Lissa watches, looking ravenous and biting her lip as you pump her colleague's mouth full.

"Ahhh... good sluts. You can have a nap now if you like." You pet both on the top of their heads and Lissa smiles, half-stunned and half-mischievous, back at you. "Thank you sir," they intone.