January Week 2: Friday-Mr. Howard Cums on Leah's face (Tenure: +10, Suspicion: +15)

“Shit, you’re going to make me cum. Open that mouth up! Let me see that tongue!” Mr. Howard pulled out of Leah’s mouth. He jerked his cock off toward Leah’s tongue but pulled his aim high and jerked himself off, his first salvo landing partly on her right shoulder but mostly splattering across her face, her eyes protected by her glasses.

He kept pumping, more and more, as if he’d been hooked up to a fire hose. He must have been craving this all day.

Mr. Howard zipped himself back up, chuckling as he tossed her a box of tissues.

“Nice to see you’re so eager to demonstrate your skills.” Leah wiped at her face, glaring at him through smeared lenses. He marinated in her annoyance.

“Seriously?” she said, her voice thick with exasperation. “You couldn’t even try to keep it in one zip code?”

“I thought you’d appreciate the…abundance,” he replied, a cocky grin stretched across his mouth. “Shows you how much I value our, ah, professional relationship.”

She snorted, wrestling the bralette back into place and swabbing at the wet spots on her blouse. “You certainly left your mark,” she said dryly. “I’ll be picking this out of my hair all night. Jesus…”

“Think of it as a reminder," he said. "A little something to help you remember where you stand.” She bit back a retort, knowing it was pointless, knowing that here in this locked office, her place was wherever he said it was—standing was rarely the place. It was normally on her knees it seemed. She cleaned up in silence, seething, while Mr. Howard packed his briefcase and got ready to leave the office.

“Maybe we will have more time—actually enjoy the experience a bit more.” He said as they both began to leave. She hadn’t gotten everything cleaned up and she hoped Jonathan wouldn’t see.

“Have a good weekend Miss Williams.” he winked as they left the front office. She didn’t say a word as she walked to her car.