Chapter 16 by Zeebop

What does Lois say?

"...Get To Work"

"Miss Lane?" Jimmy's blue eyes went wide as a blush crept across his freckled cheeks.

"Now, Jimmy," Lois said, with a bit of iron in her voice. "Crawl under the table, get his cock out, and suck it. Do a good job, and I'll make it up to you later."

He looked down...and then, realizing no one would help him JImmy Olsen slid under the table.

"Good help," Guido said as the redhead's hair disappeared from view.

"Jimmy's a good photographer and valued teammate," Lois said defensively. "He just needs a firm hand sometimes."

There was the sound of a zipper being pulled down. Guido snapped his fingers. One of the bodyguards turned and handed him a condom, which the mobster slid under the table.

"No offense," he said levelly. "I don't know where your boy's been."

"None taken," Lois met that gaze.

What followed was an awkward twenty minutes. Lois and Guido sat apart from one another, and listened to the sloppy sounds of Jimmy Olsen sucking cock. Probably his first cock, though Lois had no doubts that like most men his age he'd tried to lick his own. A part of her wanted to be under there with him, giving him instruction, encouragement, correction. It wasn't quite a motherly feeling. As Guido's breath began to come in little pants and he shifted in his seat, Lois could feel how wet she was getting...panties moist, nipples hard and stiff in her bra. There was a gagging retch, and for a moment Guido Falcone went cross-eyed, his full mouth pulling back to expose his teeth, little pink tongue hanging out...

...but he recovered himself quickly.

"So, this is what I've heard..." Guido said.