Well Serviced

As we enter into the conference room and I close the door I press myself into him. Moving slow I lock eyes with him and kiss him guiding his hands onto me and moving them around. Soon his hands are moving across me all on their own.

After a moment I pull back and say "Now how may I service you" and smile as his hands freeze on my ass as if caught. "I uh... I mean" He stutters reddening. "How about I take the lead then," I say looking up at him. He nods quickly eager to pass off responsibility. Pulling his hands up to my ample bust I ask "Do you like my tits?"

Again he just nods and I smile slowly sliding to my knees. Pulling his pants down I find him already hard and quite well equipped. Losing a single button my jacket falls open exposing my breasts. Pressing them together while looking up and him I slowly start to give him a titty job. His brain is fighting between embarrassment, lust, and pleasure as I move up and down his length. Moving my head down I start to lick and suck the tip of his cock.

He lasts longer than I thought he would and seems to struggle like he is fighting a god by himself but soon I feel him cumming. Most of it goes into my mouth but I let some fall onto my tits too. Looking up at him as I slide off his dick I show him the cum in my mouth before swallowing.

His response to this is somewhat puzzling, he grabs his pants and runs out the door looking like his head was about to explode too. Another girl looks into the room and I just shrug before cleaning up and heading back to the front. I had a feeling he would probably be back once he realizes cumming in a girls mouth wasn't going to send you directly to hell.