Stress Relief (blowjob)

"I have been under a lot of stress with work," you hint.

"Well," She says, her voice low and sultry as she reaches out and takes hold of your hard cock through your pants. "I think I know how to relieve some pressure."

She quickly unbuttons your pants and pulls them down around your ankles Then with a coy smile, she leans forward and wraps her warm, wet mouth around your dick.

Her lips feel amazing as they slide up and down your shaft while she works the head of your cock against the roof of her mouth. The sight of her bobbing head is almost too much to handle, and it's all you can do not to spill into her mouth right away, as you recline back and revel in the pleasure.

But Ashley has other plans. As if reading your thoughts, she pulls back slightly and tuts, "Shouldn't you be working?"

With a low growl of approval, you get back to work, the sound of typing filling the room while this dirty little slut works you over under the table.

The sensation of her mouth on your cock is incredible. Her lips are soft and warm against your skin as she moves up and down, taking more and more of your dick with each stroke.

You're so lost in the moment that you nearly jump out of your seat when your phone rings. It's Emma.

Ashley pulls back from her task, and stares up at you with your cock in her hand. "Well," she says, "You better take that."

"Hello?" You answer breathlessly.

"I'm just heading into the office," Emma's voice comes through the line. "Everything okay?"

"Yeah... Yeah." You say, trying to keep your tone even. It's not an easy task, as your wife's little sister seems to be working overtime on making you cum.

"You sure?" She persists.

"Just a bit of work piling up," you explain.

"Well... okay then. I just wanted to make sure that Ashley is being productive. "

You look down at Ashley, and she gives you an innocent look before taking your dick all the way to the back of her throat.

"Oh yeah, I think she's working on something right now." You manage to **** out between gritted teeth.

There's a pause on the other end of the line. "Right... Well... Don't be afraid to put her to work around the house til she has a job."

As Emma's voice continues, you reach your breaking point. The thrill of talking to her while her sister's mouth is wrapped around your cock is too much.

"Emma... I..." you say, just before you lose control completely.

You feel a powerful orgasm building at the base of your spine and your balls tightening as you explode, thick ropes of cum shoot out, hitting Ashley's face and cascading down her cheeks, neck, and onto the floor.

She takes this as an opportunity to deep-throat you, swallowing every last drop. Her eyes never leave yours, filled with a mixture of lust and defiance as she milks your dick for all it's worth.

You can barely hear Emma on the other end of the line, her voice faint in the distance. "You okay? Chuck?"

"Yeah... Sorry, lost my train of thought" you manage to say, trying to regain some semblance of composure.

"I'll talk to you later." Emma's voice fades away, and you're left with just the sound of your own heavy breathing.