Yes

Two hundred bucks for five minutes of work? That was a fourth of what Elizabeth made in a whole month. She could really use the money, especially with college coming up. Two hundred bucks would buy most of her books for the semester.

"Alright....I'll do it."

Paul's expression was priceless. He had expected her to say "no" like all the other girls before. Today was his lucky day.

"Really?" he nervously asked.

"Yes....I need the money."

"And you're sure," he stuttered.

"Let's get this over with."

Paul unfastened his pants and pulled them to his ankles. His erection was poking out and Elizabeth couldn't help but giggle. Paul blushed.

His boxers fell next, unveiling Paul's six inches of manhood and everything that came with it.

"Sit on the desk," said Elizabeth. "It will be easier that way."

Paul did as he was told and sat on the edge of his desk. As he leaned back, Elizabeth noticed that his cock looked larger when he sat that way. It wasn't attractive at all, but Elizabeth put that thought in the back of her mind and tried to stay on the task at hand.

The first thing Elizabeth did was pull her hair back into a pony tail. The few times she had done this before, she remembered how her hair always got in the way. After that, she moved closer to Paul. He fidgeted when he saw her coming near him. Elizabeth didn't know whether to laugh or be impressed with how much power she had.

"Don't tell anyone about this," she whispered as she blew on the tip of his cock.

"I...won't..." he moaned. "I swear to god."

Elizabeth engulfed her bosses' cock, taking in as much as she could. She managed to fit most of his shaft down her throat, but there was about half an inch between her nose and Paul's jungle of pubic hair. Slowly, she eased back up his shaft and released the head with an audible "pop".

She noticed that Paul was sweating, watching every move his young employee decided to make. Elizabeth immediately shot back down his shaft, trying to take in more than before. She had read in a magazine that this was the way to properly drive a man wild. Who knows? Maybe she could earn a couple more dollars before the summer ended.

Her saliva was making his cock slippery and it was becoming easier to slide it down her throat. She bobbed her head rapidly, letting the tip basically knock against her tonsils again and again. This made Paul thrash beneath her grasp. She leaned over the desk and pressed her hand against his belly to calm him.

Going down even further, her nose was now buried in his hair and she could feel his sweaty balls touch her chin. She couldn't stay that way for long and it made her gag, but Paul was loving every second of it. She pulled up and **** herself down again, lathering his shaft with her tongue. She imagined he was Sam and this was their wedding night. Anything to help her forget the reality of the situation.

"I'm going to cum," Paul said as his cock began to throb between her cheeks.

Elizabeth pulled back, but felt pressure against her head. Paul was holding her head in place, forcing her to finish him off.

This was not part of the deal, but it was too late to complain. Paul's cock erupted in her mouth and she felt a spray of hot cum spew into her gullet. She tried her best not to swallow, but she knew that some had made it down her throat.

Paul howled in ecstasy, not letting off of her head until he had completely finished. When he finally let go, Elizabeth dashed toward the trash can and spit out what she hadn't swallowed. The bitter taste made her nauseous, but it was also a sign that everything was over and she was two hundred dollars richer.

Paul laid on the desk, breathing heavily from his powerful orgasm. Elizabeth hovered over him and stuck out her hand.

"I want my money."

Paul rolled over and opened a drawer in his desk. He pulled out four fifty dollar bills and handed them over.

"And if it's alright with you, I'm going to take the rest of the day off."

Paul did not respond. He laid on the desk, naked from the waist down, and simply shut his eyes.