Monday Morning

Sandra stops by her desk and places her purse in a drawer. She checks her makeup in a small mirror that she keeps at her desk and then heads to her boss’ office and knocks on the door. He waves her in and she closes the door behind her. Frank looks her up and down hungrily and pushes back from his desk.

Sandra slowly walks over to her boss, swaying her hips from side to side as she unbuttons her blouse. His eyes don't come off her breast as she removes the top and then unhooks her bra and drops her clothing to the floor. She kneels before him and, without breaking eye contact, she opens his pants. Wrapping her fingers around his pulsing cock, she can feel her mouth water. She licks her lips and takes him fully in her mouth.

Frank has to stifle a moan and grabs the armrests of his chair so that he doesn't hold her down on his cock. He bucks his hips up, the head of his cock pressing against the back of her mouth.

Sandra holds back her gag reflex, trying not to let her eyes tear up and mess up her makeup. When he relaxes a bit, she pulls back and wraps her thumb and forefinger around the base of his cock. Not wanting to take up much time, she alternates between taking him deep in her mouth and flicking her tongue against the sensitive spot on the underside of the tip. She felt his hands on her shoulders as his cock swelled in her mouth. Soon he was filling her mouth, and she swallowed every drop of his cum.

Frank relaxes back in his chair as Sandra licks and sucks his cum and her spit from his cock. “Do you feel more relaxed now, sir?”

“Yes, thank you. I’m much more relaxed. I think I should be able to get a lot of work done today.”