Sexual favours

"I want to fuck you. I always have." As he drew closer, Darcy became aware that with her sitting down and Terrian standing, his crotch was at her eye line. Suddenly the thin blue silk of the gown didn't seem to be hiding much at all. She had to wonder if that had been his plan all along.

"You're married, Terrian. To your meal ticket no less." He felt too close. She could see his cock pushing at the thin fabric. It was as big as the rest of him. "You don't want me. You're just bored." She started to stand but she didn't get far before she felt one of his large hands press her back into the chair.

"Why don't you let me worry about my marriage hm? I'm serious Darcy. Make it about the invitation if you want, or not, but you can't say you've never thought about us in all these years." She felt his hand move firmly but gently to the back of her head, her hair wrapping around his fingers as he angled her head up to look at him. "It doesn't have to be complicated."

He was so hard now the robe covered almost nothing at all. She was sure he could feel her breath on his cock at this distance. Although lying was her trade, she couldn't deny that he was right. In her weaker moments she had thought about how her colleague might fuck her if he had the chance. Looking up at him now, head supported by one of his large hands, her resistance crumbled.

"Alright." It was all she needed to say and all he needed to hear. Moments later she felt him take her wrists in one hand and hold them behind her head. A gentle pressure followed as he guided her head forward and, opening her mouth, she felt the thickness of his dick stretch her jaw wide. She groaned and looked up at him as he pushed more and more of his length passed her lips until her big brown eyes were tearing up.

"Something to say Darcy, darling? You're normally so eloquent." He laughed when her brow furrowed despite her situation. "Don't worry, I'm sure it can wait." Drawing back, Terrian began a slow, deep rhythm with his hips, taking full advantage of Darcy's famously tricky tongue. Overwhelmed, she found herself moaning; muffled, wet sounds. Terrian grinned darkly and thrust more roughly in response. After a few minutes he swapped to longer strokes, and moved more quickly, seemly drawing great pleasure from watching the thick inches of his cock shove past his colleague's pretty lips as he fucked her face, spit dripping down her chin. "You have no idea how long I've wanted to try this."

The intensity of their chemistry and power of his strokes made the minutes seem long. So, jaw stretched and aching, Darcy gasped when he finally and suddenly withdrew and returned to his seat. He hadn't cum though so she knew there was more.

"Well, seeing you speechless was certainly worth something my dear, but I think I may need more convincing. You're a little over dressed don't you think?"