Send her away with some busywork.

Staring at her, you feel you couldn’t possibly last against this vixen. Every piece of her inflames your desire, every motion makes you throb harder, and you know you need time to recuperate. So, as all good bosses do, you delegate. She pouts prettily as you give her a couple of tasks, all out of the room, but the fire in her eyes never banks.

Her response is quiet, measured, and you know she won’t take this lying down. “Yes boss.”

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You’ve finally managed to calm down an hour later. The things that woman does to your libido is crazy bad news, and you realize if you want to survive this system challenge, you might have to find ways to get more enhancements. This is the first day for gods sake, and it feels as though she could make you cream your pants with ease.

It’s a relief your finally not hard, but it definitely backed you up this morning, so you wander off to the bathroom, eyes up and scanning to make sure Scarlet won’t ambush you there, in a place she can more easily use her incredible body and talented mouth. The thought makes you shudder slightly, and you try to focus up.

Finding yourself back in your office, you’re relieved to see Scarlet still hasn’t returned. Your tasks should take the better part of the workday, but it’s a relief to see nonetheless. You sit back down, and begin searching for ways to improve your jobs capabilities when you feel her.

Of course she’s beneath the desk. The fact you were so busy looking around for her made you miss the obvious, and now you’re wondering if that was a mistake. Her hands grip your thighs, crimson fingernails digging in just a touch, and gives you the second command of the day. “Finish your work boss. You’ve got to be productive in your new job to keep it.” A smoky chuckle reaches you as your dress pants are unzipped, and she slowly works your half hard cock out from its hiding place.

She tisks upon seeing it, voice filled with promise as she speaks. “Oh no John, we can’t have such a soft cock in this office. I’ll only accept the best and hardest to keep my employ.” Her hands begin caressing it, and within moments you’re throbbing for her once more, trying desperately to focus on work. “And trust me, Boss,” she says nearly mockingly, “you’ll want to keep me around.”

Your moan is more than audible when her soft lips plant a firm kiss on the head of your cock, and she begins her stroking in earnest. Her mouth stays at your head, constantly sucking, licking, taking every bit of torment she sends your way, helpless against the ****.

You thought the teasing earlier was untenable, but as her hand begins playing with your balls you know you can’t continue like this.