The time for subtlety is over.

"By the way," said Deborah, "the answer is yes."

"Oh?" said Brian. "What was the question?"

Deborah walked the rest of the way around the desk and stood directly in front of Brian's chair, forcing him to look up at her. He was already aroused by the gorgeous blonde woman's presence, but having her so close was making it hard to think.

"You know the question, Brian. You've been begging to eat my pussy since I became your secretary. It's all you think about, you're **** to do it, and I've finally decided to let you."

"What...? I..." He actually had fantasized about that, along with many other things he wanted to do to her, so he had some real memories to go along with the ones she described. "Yes, please, thank you! Thank you so much!"

He reached for her skirt, but Deborah took his hands and slowly pulled them away. "Now hold on, don't you want to do it like in those dirty fantasies you've told me you jerk off to every day? In your masturbation fantasies, I'm in the big office chair, and you're kneeling on the floor."

"Yes," said Brain, almost drooling now. "Yes, that would be so hot!" He got up and swapped places with his secretary.

As Brian knelt down, Deborah stayed standing for a moment. She loved looking down at him on the floor. She pulled up her skirt and slipped off her panties. Brian stared in awe at her pussy as she sat down and spread her long, luscious legs. She reached out and gently pulled his head into her crotch. He began licking, and Deborah smiled wide.

"Ooooh, yes, that's good. I've really enjoyed hearing you describe your desires these last few weeks. I was listening closely, and I remember everything you told me about your dirty needs. For example, you love licking pussy, you never get bored doing it. You fill the time with intense sexual fantasies about the woman you're licking out, where she's dominant and you love it.

"Aw, yes, that's the spot. Keep going there. But pay attention, no matter how much you fantasize or concentrate on serving my pussy... ooooooohhhh... it's very important that you hear everything I say."

Brian looked up at her, focusing on her beautiful, blue eyes as he sucked her clit.

"Good boy, Brian! You obviously love licking pussy very much. I'll make sure you do plenty of it in the future. I'll help you with your... oh yes... I'll help you with your other problems, too. Like your cripling social anxiety."

The billionaire's face tensed up, but he kept licking up and down her pussy lips.

"Yes, I know all about it. You can't stand to talk to anyone but me. Even talking to other people on the phone or reading messages from them is too much for you. You might die of fright if you have to communicate with anyone other than me!"

Brian started to get very agitated.

"No, don't worry. It will all be just fine because I'll help you." As Brian calmed down, Deborah had to take a minute to calm herself down. She reached over and stroked his hair, then guided him down a bit to an unserved area of her vagina. That relaxed her. She needed to focus, this next part was important, it would make sure that nobody else could make suggestions to Brian and mess up her control over him.

"You can still talk to me with no problem because you're totally in love with me. Maybe that's because every sexual fantasy you've had since you were twelve has been about a tall, blonde woman who looks just like me. So I'll do all your business for you. I'll read all your letters, I'll go to the meetings and represent you, and I'll even move into your mansion and help you run that so you don't have to talk to the staff. So don't worry about the past or all the problems you've had, just focus on how much you'll be eating my pussy and how.. happy.. that will make... YOOOUUU!!!"

Deborah pulled Brian's head into her crotch with both hands as she orgasmed. She rolled his face around in her juices as she arched her back in ecstasy. When she finally finished, Brian joyfully kept licking, apparently content to keep going all day.