Tell her that that's what you wanted to talk to her about

"Actually, Aeola," you say with a smile. "That's what I wanted your help with. Nothing gets me ready for the day like a nice blowjob from my brilliant, talented assistant."

Aeola shakes her head disapprovingly. "Sir, we certainly don't have time for that," she says. "We certainly don't have time for your needless flattery, either. You know that normally, I would be happy to oblige, but asking the staff to meet with you this morning has already been a serious deviation from their daily activities, and we're going to need to capitalize on every opportunity and fully maximize the overall productivity of our every interaction today in order to recoup the lost time. Perhaps after you address the staff I can send one of the maids to assist, but in the immediate term, we simply do not have time for this."

"Maybe you're right," you say with a shrug. "We are on a tight schedule this morning, after all."

You turn away and act like you're walking towards your dresser, but suddenly spin back around, flicking your shorts to the ground in the process.

"Really, that just means you'll have to be quick."

"Alright," Aeola sighs, as she steps over to you, pulling off her jacket and folding it neatly onto your bed. "But we really must be quick. People are waiting."

Your slender assistant unbuttons her blouse, revealing the simple, black bra that conceals her small-but-perky breasts. She drops to her knees in front of you and takes your rigid member in her hands, giving you a quick, preliminary stroke and a light lick on the head.

"Under the circumstances," she says. "I don't have the time to do this properly. I will have to make this quick. And you must be assured that I am doing this solely for your benefit - I shall receive no pleasure from this myself."

The Gray Elf tendency to wards stilted, formal language doesn't end when they're touching their partner's genitals. The weirdly officious attempts at dirty talk are probably the biggest disadvantage of having any kind of sexual relationship with a Gray Elf. Well, that or the emotional distance and absence of feelings of real intimacy, if you're into those things.

"As we are on a very tight deadline at the moment," Aeola continues, speaking as she strokes the length of your cock in between licks of of its full length. "It is particularly important that you do not get any of your issue on my clothing or hair, and as little on my face as possible. I will not have time to change before we meet with the staff."

She quickens the pace of her ministrations. In addition to the rapid strokes with her hands and quick flicks of her tongue on your shaft, she occasionally takes the head of your cock into her mouth and rolls her tongue around it. With a shiver of intense pleasure, you feel an your orgasm building.

"So for that reason," Aeola continues, still intently stroking you. "I am inclined to request that you let me know when you are about to cum so that I may..."

You don't want to be rude, but you're about ready to burst.