Tit for tat.

“Hey Ash, we’re about the same height, right?” I asked.

She grinned, clearly seeing where this might be going. “I believe I’m an inch taller, actually.” She replied matter-of-factly. After that she spun around in place, straddling my torso and facing my stiff cock. With a giggle she leaned down and gave the shaft a long, loving lick with her tongue.

Meanwhile, I had a glorious view of Ashley’s glistening pussy in our 69 position. I returned the favor and dragged my tongue along her lovely pink lips. I heard a moan at my pelvis. It had been a long time since we had done this, I was notoriously bad at it. Once the pleasure of her sucking me off had gotten too great I started to lose focus of what I was doing.

But I felt like tonight was a special night. We both had reason to celebrate, and not only was this a big moment in my career, it was a big moment for our relationship with Ashley’s new collar. I was determined to make sure she felt amazing tonight.

I plunged my head forward, giving her slit a loving kiss and stuck my tongue inside. Meanwhile my hands reached up to her amazing ass and gave each cheek a loving squeeze. I even made a little growling noise without realizing it. I loved the way Ashley’s pussy tasted, so I was more than a little excited.

Ashely’s response was another moan and a little soft chuckle before what felt like bringing my entire length into her mouth. The pleasure was insanely great, and while the feeling certainly hadn’t dulled over the past couple days of blowjobs galore, I felt like I was better able to control my reaction.

I made a soft moan myself, but didn’t break stride, twirling my tongue within her moist depths, practically making out with her lower lips. Some of her feminine juices leaked out and into my mouth, and I happily savored the taste before swallowing it kindly.

As I did this, Ashley seemed to be hard at work, bobbing herself up and down my length, sliding her plump and soft lips along my shaft. She did so at a rather quick pace, almost like she was **** for the result. In fact, she probably was. After a moment or so, she finally lifted her head off my cock, but thankfully continued stroking it.

“Jesus, this is amazing.” She said. “My master’s big, meaty cock in my mouth and his tongue in my pussy. I might cum super quick, love.” She said and then proceeded to bury my cock back into her lips, bringing her head all the way down and deepthroating my entire length before continuing her bobbing motions.

Still not losing stride, and even picking up the pace I continued to give her pussy sloppy kisses while my tongue slipped down and began to lick her clit. I heard her moan a few times and I couldn’t help but smile with satisfaction. In the meantime, her pace ensured I wouldn’t be able to last too much longer myself.

Her moans became more and more intense as I continued to flick her button with my tongue and smack my lips around her pussy. I wasn’t sure if it was possible to give a pussy a hickey, but damned if I wasn’t going to try. Meanwhile the moaning around my cock was creating an almost unbearably wonderful vibrating sensation that traveled across my entire body. I could feel my ejaculation coming soon, I couldn’t hold out much longer.

At last she popped her head off my cock for a brief relieving moment and moaned out. I felt her pussy twitch in my mouth and begin to squirt some tasty juices. I didn’t let her off easy, I kept lapping up the delightful liquid as I kept pressing my tongue into her clit, prolonging the orgasm for as long as I possibly could. Her back was arched, causing her massive tits to be mashed into my stomach, a sensation that was fantastic, I might add.

Finally, she relaxed and ended her moaning, her pussy giving one last squirt before she slid my cock back into her mouth and doubled her efforts. I was already close, and it didn’t take much to begin unloading my own bodily fluid into her waiting mouth. As soon as my ejaculation came, I noted that her pussy quivered and twitched with delight and she moaned against my cock again. Instead of sitting still while my cream was shooting between her lips, she actively continued bobbing slowly to milk out every last drop. The sensation was both intense and delightful. I couldn’t help but moan in ecstasy.

Gulp… gulp… gulp…

I was getting more and more delighted to hear the sounds of her swallowing my sperm like it was fresh glass of water after a long jog. The soft gulping sounds combined with the knowledge of what it was she was drinking was like music to my ears.

At last, the sounds died down along with my ejaculation, and with a satisfying pop she released my sensitive member from her lips. I felt her tongue drag itself along my length in an effort to clean it, the sensation was nice. Finally, she rolled off of me and back onto the bed, spinning around so we were once again facing the same direction and looking each other in the eyes.

“That was great.” I said.

“I know, you’re pretty good with your tongue, love.” She said, smiling.

“You’re not too bad yourself.” I returned the compliment and she giggled.

We spent the rest of the night mindlessly chatting about whatever was on our minds.

The following day I sat in my new office. I got the email from my boss outlining my new duties and was surprised to see that it would be much easier than my previous duties. They were a bit more important, and I couldn’t afford to slack off as much as before, but I wasn’t the kind to do that anyway. Either way, it meant I had plenty of free moments if I worked quickly enough.

This was one such moment. I sat in my seat and relaxed. I could understand why my predecessor believed he could get away with jerking off on the job, he would have large swaths of time to do so. I found myself spending most of these moments standing in the corner looking out of the window down to the street three stories below me. It was interesting to watch people as they walked by, going on with their lives. I noticed a number of couples down there, probably on dates, and I wondered to myself how many of them had relationships like mine. I certainly would never be able to look at chokers or collars the same ever again.

There was a knock at my door. It felt weird acknowledging that it was my door now.

“Come in.” I said and sat back down at my chair.

It was Sarah, my new secretary. She had her hair done up in a stylish bun today, and while she wasn’t wearing the same blouse as yesterday, her long-sleeved sweater top did have a plunging neckline. I even noted the presence of a mole on her right breast.

“Good morning, sir.” She said, smiling brightly. “We never really got the chance to be properly acquainted.”

“True enough.” I returned the smile.

“Well, like Greg said yesterday, I’m Sarah Knight and I am your personal secretary.” She smiled wide, showing off pearly whites between her ruby red lips. “I handle any appointments you have, organize your work for the day, and make sure your outgoing work goes where it needs to. I can also serve any other needs you might have, so feel free to let me know.” After saying this she winked with no degree of subtlety and even wrapped her arms around her torso, pressing her breasts together and extending her cleavage line. “Anything I can help you with right now, sir?”

She was making absolutely no effort to conceal her motives right now. It was extremely obvious what she meant by “help”, and I was pretty sure she would do just about anything with me if I asked.