Phil 'er up.

Dani only made it half way to her desk and she saw Phil. She dipped her head and gave him a look that would melt steel, her tongue licking her teeth as they approached each other in front of the copy room. Her eyes darted down to his crotch and saw that he was already at half-mast and getting harder by the second.

"Hey, sweet thing. Up for a little more of what we did yesterday?" Phil asked quietly.

"Funny you should ask about that," Dani said, her arm pushing the door to the copy room open and ushering him in with the other hand. Phil's face twisted into a shit-eating grin and he went in, his cock clearly tenting his loose slacks. She wasted no time in getting his rod freed and her fingers wrapped around the thickly veined shaft. Phil let out a groan and leaned against the copier.

"Why is that funny?" Phil asked dreamily.

"See, there's this bet going about how much cum I can take. A pool for the pool, so to speak," Dani said, speeding up her strokes on his shaft. Phil's rod started throbbing thickly in her hand and she sped up more, her thumb spreading the pre-cum leaking from his slit around his head and teasing the sensitive crown on every stroke.

"Oh fuck yeah. I knew you'd walk around wearing cum all day if you were...." Phil said, but Dani cut him off.

"Close. Not on..." Dani said wickedly.

"Oh honey, I bet you could swallow cum all day. What's the high bid on the pool? 50? 60?"

"Mmmm, that sounds like fun, too, but you're thinking about the wrong set of lips, cowboy," Dani said. With that she hopped up on the supply table and slowly extended her legs, wrapping her knees behind her shoulders as her finger slid the sopping material of her thong aside. She was careful to keep her cunt as tilted as possible.

"Holy fuck, you mean, how big of a cream pie can you carry all day? Fuck, that's hot!"

"I've been getting that."

"What's the bet so far?" Phil said closing the distance between the two, his fist-wrapped cock leading the way. He slid into Dani, his head stretching her tightly clamped cunt and he pushed two inches in before pulling out, watching her brown-trimmed pink swallow his thick cock head.

"Mmmm...that's nice. God I wanted this thing in me all night last night..." Dani purred. She idly stroked her clit while Phil slowly stroked inside her, his cum already starting to boil in his balls. "Osman as 5, Lee has 6..." Dani moaned.

"Is that it?" Phil asked, his head starting to throb. Dani's free hand reached down to stroke his shaft, gathering her wetness for lube. Phil's head felt like it was wedged in the entrance of Dani's silken cunt as she started breathing harder and harder.

"Not quite..." she panted. "Melissa's got 4."

"Melissa? The new accountant? How'd she...wait, she's not a...you know....half-dude, is she?" Phil asked, his cock throbbing strangely at the thought.

"Oh fuck no," breathed Dani. "She's got four though. If I can't hold more than four, she gets to lick my cunt and drink this milkshake...." Dani said, forcing the words out slowly.

That was all it took for Phil. The thought of the stereotypical accountant lapping at Dani's sopping, cum filled cunt pushed him over the edge. Dani started mewing at the same time he pumped 9 solid, thick shots of spunk in Dani's twat, mixing with the other two swirling loads inside her. Both of them clenched their teeth trying not to moan too loudly as they came together, and Dani concentrated like hell to not let her pussy clamp down and squish the load out of her depths. They both came down and Phil wilted down to half-mast again. Dani sat up slowly and dropped off the supply table, falling to her knees. She sucked Phil clean and back to almost total hardness before she stopped.

"That's enough for you for a while, big boy," she said with an impish wink and swayed right out of the copy room, forgetting to pull her skirt down until only after the door was already open. With a sideways wink she stood in the copy room door, the light of the office pouring over her, turning her blouse completely transparent for Phil's eyes.

"So you're in for 20?" she said, arching her back against the light, thrusting her perfect tits out against the confines of her tight blouse.

"Well, I'd have to take 7, and babe, if that cherry cunt can take 7 loads, I'll be in for 100."

"That might be a safe bet," Dani lied with a wink. Not a second was wasted as Phil pulled two fifties out of his wallet and handed them to Dani. She slid them into the crotch of her thong, not bothering to close the door first and making sure that Phil got a good eyeful of her pussy once more before it disappeared beneath her skirt.