Jack (Office - Day 3)

Jack walked into the office, his mind still swirling. He barely noticed the stares and whispers of his co-workers as he made his way to his desk.

His project deadline was looming, but he couldn't focus. His hands kept straying to his face, rubbing his jawline and the softness of his chin. He kept thinking about Kara's prognosis, and what that meant for them, which only served to rile up his thoughts and emotions.

A soft cough made him look up. Maria was kneeling beside his desk, naked as always, her collar glinting in the fluorescent light.

"Can I help you relax, Senior?" she asked in a sultry tone. "I can make all your worries fade away."

Jack stared at her, momentarily stunned. He felt like he was looking at a future reflection of his situation, but just as quickly he now found his gaze drawn to her full, round breasts, her curved hips and thighs. A spark of heat ignited in his belly and he shifted in his chair.

He opened his mouth, unsure of how to respond. His cock twitched at the thought of those full lips wrapped around him. But this was Maria, a co-worker. It would be completely inappropriate.

Maria leaned closer, her breath hot against his neck. "I can make you forget everything but pleasure," she purred.

Jack swallowed hard, desire warring with propriety. He knew he should tell her no, to leave him alone. But his traitorous body craved the escape she offered. His hands clenched on the arms of his chair as she nuzzled his throat, her breasts brushing his arm.

I pulled away slightly and Maria pulled back, a knowing smile curving her lips. "I'll be here if you change your mind, Sir," she said, before getting back down and crawling away to the next desk.

Jack shook his head, trying to clear the fog of lust that had descended upon him. He needed to focus on his work, not on Maria's offer.

As he stared at the documents in front of him, he became aware of a presence at his side. He looked up to find Susan leaning against his desk, one hip cocked. She wore a tight pencil skirt and blouse, accentuating her curvy figure.

"Hey there, handsome," she purred, reaching out to run a manicured nail down the side of his neck.

Jack swallowed, his eyes widening. He then noticed the obscene bulge of her balls, and the long tube shape of her cock down the front of her skirt. His gaze followed it's length, then snapped up to meet hers and she grinned, grabbing his hand.

"Want to see?" She pressed his hand to her crotch, guiding it along the hard length straining against the fabric.

Jack's breath caught in his throat. Susan knows, He thought. Jack could feel the heat and hardness of her cock through the skirt, his own responding in kind.

Susan chuckled, withdrawing his hand. "I'll take that as a yes." She slid onto the edge of his desk, hiking up her skirt to reveal a thick, erect cock.

Jack stared, eyes tracing the veins that stood out along its length, the bead of pre-cum glistening at its tip. His mouth watered and he swallowed hard, torn between desire and shock.

Susan took his chin in her hand, tilting his head up to meet her gaze. "Go ahead," she purred. "Taste it."

Jack hesitated only a moment before leaning in, his tongue flicking out to lap at the pre-cum.

"I was hopeful the rumors were true." Susan giggled, sliding off the desk, tugging her long skirt back down over her knees, so her cock was fully covered and straightening her skirt. "Back to work, I'll be seeing a lot more of you later." The double entendre not lost on him at all.

She sauntered away, leaving Jack aching, confused, aroused, and fearful of what's to come..

Jack struggled to focus for the rest of the day, his mind consumed with thoughts of Susan's cock. His own had not softened since their encounter, tenting the front of his slacks obscenely. More than once, he caught colleagues giving him odd looks, or looked his way a little longer than was comfortable, though thankfully none commented.

Jack finished his workload and went home a little early, the looks and whispers following him through the office on his way out.