Working Under Her

"Okay, you're the boss," you said.

"Damn straight. Now, let's get started. Reach out and I'll grab your hands. Now walk with me... That's it. Ok. Now get on your knees."

"You don't play around for very long, do you?" you asked as you knelt onto the floor. You reached out expecting to grab onto her hips but felt something hard and wooden instead.

"I'm not expecting you to suck me off while I stand around looking at my watch, darling."

"Oh... Phew. For a moment there, I thought..."

"You can suck me off while I work! What you're feeling is my desk. If you run your hands on the underside you'll feel the cubby hole where I sit from the other side... You've got it. Just shuffle on in there and we can get started."

If the blinds to the office weren't still closed you'd have bet that your blushing would have been visible from the other side of the glass. You scooted underneath Christina's desk. You were pleasantly surprised.

"You know... It's actually pretty roomy down here. I can sit down and not bump my head."

"Of course! I wouldn't want you getting a crick in your neck. You'll be down there for hours at a time, after all."

"... Have you done this before?"

"The guys in the office used to draw straws to choose who had the 'honour' of filling your position."

"Well, I'm glad I can take that weight off their shoulders. Probably nicer that you have someone willing too."

"You don't know how much it turns me on. Or, you will soon... Let me just..." You heard the shuffling of hosiery and pants coming off. "There we go. Come on. Explore." You could hear the anticipation in her voice.

You reached out again and this time felt something distinctly human.

"Oh my god! You're thicker than my fist!"

"Ahaha! That's my knee, silly. Try again." As you ran your hands up her thighs you heard her chuckle, "Honestly... I'd break you in half if I were that big..."

She wasn't far off. Tracing your way up her inner thigh you found it. You tried to hold it between your index finger and thumb, but you couldn't. You had to wrap your whole middle finger around it before you could touch your thumb again. It was that thick. And longer than your outstretched hand.

"You have quite the beast hidden under that skirt," you said as you began stroking. It didn't need much encouragement. It was already hard for you.

"Mm, thank you. You're going to become very familiar with it, I'm sure." You palmed the head of her erection and were surprised to find it quite dry. She explained, "I don't really have pre-cum. It's almost like my balls work overtime to churn out more cum instead."

You gulped. Good to know. You leant forward and opened your mouth, but paused to ask something. As you talked you felt the very tip of her dick smack against your lips.

"Uh... Christie... What do I do when someone comes in and sees me like this?"

Her hand closed around your hair and caressed your scalp. "You do what I tell you to do. That's all you need to worry about, darling."

"Yes, ma'am." And with that, you puckered up and kissed her cock. You ran your lips up and down the side smothering it with affection. The little groans emanating from above told you it was working. Next you took it fully inside your mouth and practiced running your head back and forth, seeing how deeply you could take it. With how thick it was, the greater challenge was stretching your lips enough to fit it in. Relaxing your throat would take practice. But you had time. You settled in for the long haul as you heard Christina start typing.