Jessa appears

Angela was still on her knees between my legs, her heavy tits wrapped tightly around my cock, sliding up and down in slow, obedient strokes. The soft, wet sound of her breasts working over me filled the quiet office as I looked out at the ocean, completely at ease.

A knock sounded at the door.

“Come in,” I called.

The door opened and Jessa stepped inside.

She looked sharp and professional in a tailored two-piece pantsuit — fitted blazer and matching trousers, heels clicking softly on the floor. Her blonde hair was styled neatly, and she carried herself with the calm confidence of someone who belonged at the top. Executive Manager looked good on her.

“Am I interrupting?” she asked with a small, knowing smile, eyes flicking briefly to the woman on her knees before returning to me.

“Not at all,” I replied, still leaning back, drink in hand. “You’re right on time, actually.”

Jessa walked over, completely ignoring Angela beyond that first glance. She came around the side of the bed and stood close, looking down at me with that familiar playful heat in her eyes.

“Long day?” she asked, voice low and warm.

“Productive,” I said. “You’re here late.”

“I wanted to see you before I left.” She reached out and lightly adjusted my collar, fingers lingering a second longer than necessary. “The new title comes with more responsibility… but I still make time for the important things.”

I smirked. “And I’m one of those important things?”

“The most important,” she answered without hesitation, her thumb brushing lightly along my jaw. “Everything else is just work. This…” Her eyes dropped briefly to where Angela’s tits were still sliding along my cock. “…this is what I look forward to at the end of the day.”

She stepped a little closer, her thigh nearly brushing my knee.

“I’ve been thinking about you since this morning,” she murmured. “About how you looked the last time I was in here. About how easy it is for you to make someone forget they ever had any power at all.”

I reached up and caught her wrist, running my thumb slowly over her pulse.

“Is that what you want?” I asked. “To forget?”

Jessa’s lips curved. “With you? Always.” Her voice dropped even lower. “I like walking in here after a long day of giving orders… and remembering who actually gives them.”

She glanced down at Angela again, watching the way the woman’s heavy breasts moved around my cock.

“She’s getting better,” Jessa observed softly. “But she still doesn’t know how to use those tits the way I do.”

“Maybe you should remind her,” I said.

Jessa’s eyes sparkled. “Maybe I will.”

We kept talking like that — low, intimate, completely at ease — as if the naked woman between my legs didn’t exist. Jessa laughed softly at something I said, the sound warm and genuine. She rested one hand on the edge of the bed near my thigh, close enough that I could feel the heat of her fingers.

“You’ve been busy,” she murmured. “She looks well-trained.”

“She’s learning,” I said. “Still needs guidance.”

Jessa’s lips curved into a slow, wicked smile. “Lucky for her, I’m very good at giving guidance. And even better at taking it… when it comes from you.”

After a few more moments of easy, charged conversation, I finally glanced down at Angela, then back up at Jessa.

“You two have met, of course,” I said casually. “But positions have changed since then.”

I rested a hand lightly on Angela’s head, feeling her tense under my palm.

“Jessa is Executive Manager now. Angela handles a lot of the… lower-level support work.”

Angela’s cheeks burned deeper. She didn’t look up. Her tits continued their slow, obedient strokes along my cock, though her rhythm had become slightly less steady.

I continued, tone almost conversational.

“You should actually thank her, Jessa. A lot of the heavier work got offloaded onto Angela. That’s what gave you the time and space to step up and earn the promotion.”

Jessa’s eyes gleamed with quiet amusement. She looked down at Angela properly for the first time, head tilted.

“Well,” she said softly, “I suppose I should thank her then.”

I nodded once, smiling. “You should.”