A handjob

"Now, clear off your desk, Brian. We're going to need it."

Brian started putting everything he could into the desk drawers. When he got to the stuff that was too big, like the computer and the lamp, he set them on a table in the corner. He felt extremely self-conscious doing this naked while his fully clothed secretary watched him, but he was much too horny to think about objecting.

When the desktop was clear, Deborah said, "Good. Now, go ahead and get on the desk. Yes, go ahead. No, not like that, get on your hands and knees."

Brian felt very awkward, but he knew he had to do what Deborah said to get the mind-blowing orgasm she had promised. He got into position.

"That's good, Brian. Now scoot back a bit so that you're at the edge of the desk." She got behind him and put her hands on his legs, pushing them apart a bit. His small cock dangled in front of her. She reached up and lightly stroked his balls.

"Ah-ah-aaahhh!" moaned Brian. He started to turn to look back at her.

"No, no! Eyes front! That's good." She took his cock in her hand and lightly, lightly stroked it. As he started to moan, she said, "Does that feel good?"

"Yeeessss!"

"I'm sure it does." Deborah stood up straight with one hand on her hip as she casually stroked her boss' cock. "In fact, that's better than anything you've ever felt. Isn't that right?"

Sex is 90% mental, and Brian's AGS made him believe her words absolutely, so in believing that he was having an incredible sexual experience, it became true. Brian's eyes rolled up into his head as he moaned, "Yeeesss! Yeeesss! It's sooo gooooood!"

Deborah stroked his cock a little faster. "The next thing I want you to do is very important. It will send your pleasure through the roof. You must tell me how thankful you are."

"Thank you!" yelled Brian immediately.

Deborah kept stroking for a moment, then continued. "No, that's not good enough. You have to keep thanking me. I'm giving you the best thing in your life. This is a gift. Every second of this is an amazing, incredible gift. You have to keep thanking me the whole time, constantly showing me how grateful you are that I keep going. I deserve that, and giving me that gratitude makes you feel incredible."

"Thank you, Deborah!" said Brian. "Thank you so much! You're so hot! I can't believe you're doing this!"

Brian squirmed on the desk, but stayed on all fours. Deborah smiled behind him, quickening her hand to a full, lets-get-this-finished pace.

"You're welcome!" she said with a sincere smile. Of course, her boss couldn't see it because he was staring straight ahead and his eyes were crossed.

"Oh god! Thank you! It's so good! Thank you, thank you, thank you, thank yooouuu!"

Brian came, squirting straight down onto the desk. His thanks became slurred nonsense as Deborah kept stroking and he kept coming. When he finally finished, Deborah let go and walked around in front of him.

"Good job, Brian! You did very well!"

Brian panted, very slowly recovering from what was legitimately the biggest orgasm of his life. He weakly smiled at her and said, "Thank you!"