The taming of the bitch

Lin arrived at my place in the late afternoon. I was working in my office, so I had Patty greet her and show her the way to my office.

I was still staring at the monitor when I heard her oh-so-kind voice say, "How nice of you to have me welcomed by your whore."

I turned immediately to look at her. She looked incredible. Her black hair was in two, short pigtails on either side of her head. Her red lips were pursed in an angry pout. She had a pink tee (no bra), and a tight leather skirt which highlighted her legs and ass. At the time, however, I didn't see any of it. All I saw was a stuck-up bitch.

Over her shoulder, in the dining room, Patty rolled her eyes.

"Ms. Jacobsen," I said, putting sarcastic emphasis on the title, "I'd appreciate it if you didn't insult the people who work for me."

Lin just gave an impatient sigh and replied, "Whatever. Can we just get to work?"

"Sure."

We worked through the rest of the afternoon and into the night. I showed Lin all of the major revisions I did, the numerous small tweaks, and where I was up to now. She decided to do the graphic work while I finished the programming.

I lost track of the time. Patty had left, and it was dark, but I didn't have any clue what time it was when we finished until Lin looked at her watch and swore.

"What?"

"I was supposed to go out dancing with the girls. Too late now." She started to get that sour look on her face again.

"Hey, why don't we celebrate getting the site finished? We deserve it, and I have some champagne in the fridge."

"Hmm... okay. I'll go get it."

I watched her leave. She actually wasn't bad to talk to (or look at) when she was calm.

"Here you go. Cheers."

"Cheers."

"I'm... sorry for earlier. I.."

"Hey, it's okay. At least we finished it, right?"

"Yeah, but if I had known all of the work you did..."

"It's not a problem. Listen, I get that you're under pressure, too. The boss's daughter, in charge of all the new media projects... you've gotta constantly prove you're up to the task. I get it."

"... you really do, don't you?"

"One word of advice: all of your employees are here to help you. Let us help you. Don't push us away. Let us do our jobs so you can do yours more efficiently."

"Thanks, Pete. You're a sweet guy."

I chuckled. "I try."

Her expression changed. Her brown eyes were looking at me intensely, and she started chewing her bottom lip. "You succeed." And with that, she kissed me full on the lips.

My eyebrows shot up. This wasn't exactly how I pictured the night going, but, hey, why not?

Lin licked her tongue across my lips. I stuck mine out of my mouth, and she greedily sucked on it, moaning as she did. I reached up and pinched her fully erect nipples through her shirt. "Ooooh!"

She pulled away from my mouth and glanced at her watch quickly I took the opportunity to suck on her tits.

"I..uh.. can't stay long. Mpf... but I can do this."

She knelt down in front of me and snaked my cock out of the fly of my pants. With a quick lunge, she took the entire thing into her mouth.

"Fuck..!"

This wasn't a blowjob, this was a full face fucking. She went down to the root and back up to the tip with each quick plunge. Wet sucking and slurping sounds filled the room. She was a pro.

I grabbed her ponytails and guided her rhythm. Fast, long, even thrusts. The little slut was so good, she was able to swirl her tongue around the head of my dick before plunging back to the bottom. She must have been enjoying herself, too, as she reached down to play with herself.

It didn't take long for me to climax. My speed picked up when I started feeling that familiar pressure, and when it hit, I **** my cock as deep into her throat as I could. I shot thick, sticky ropes right down her pipe. She came as well, and I could feel her throat constrict around me as she desperately attempted to cry out in pleasure.

She pulled herself off me, taking care to lick off the thick strings of saliva and cum that linked the back of her mouth to the head of my dick. She sucked on her finger, which was wet with her own juices, and said, "Meet me in my office tomorrow morning, 9 AM sharp."

"Yes, ma'am."