Alex with an Offer

The ringing of your cell phone interrupts your drinking in his energy. You answer it with him still inside you.

“Hello?” You husk.

“Tara, this is Alex. I have an offer I really need to discuss with you. Can you come by my office.”

“Give me a few minutes to finish up and I’ll be by.”

“See you soon.”

“Bye.”

You wonder what kind Of offer Alex has.

Behind you, Mark pulls out.

“Th...that was incredible.” He manages still a bit out of breath.

You smile. “I know.”

“Do you want to do it again?”

“Maybe, I’m a bit busy.”

“You don’t know who I am?”

You pull your dress up.

“No, should I? I have to get going.”

“Here’s my card.”

He hands you his card.

You look back. “Bye. That was fun.”

Alex’s office is five blocks away. You walk, enjoying both the exercise and fresh air.

You arrive at Alex’s office feeling aroused. Alex sits at her desk, wearing a low cut tight black dress. Her cleavage is mouthwatering.

She gives you a lusty grin. “You can fuck me on the desk if you want, but you should listen to the offer I got first.”

“What kind of offer?”

“I don’t recommend you take it, but it’s tempting. Somebody has offered you two million dollars to star in a porn film.”

Your draw drops. “Two million?”

“Yes. It’s almost unheard of. That said long term as a cover model you can do better. Think on it. Want to eat me out?”

She slides on her desk on her back. You lift your dress and she begins licking your sex. You lean over her desk and pull her dress up.

“Very naughty, Alex no underwear.”

Underneath your skirt she giggles. “I have a first date later. I can’t wait to see how big his cock is.”

You smile at the new outgoing Alex. You note her muff is nicely trimmed, leaving only a reddish blonde patch that looks like an arrow. You dive in where it’s pointing. Alex moans.

Her fingers join her tongue, exploring your holes. You are close to cumming. You pick up your own pace and use your hands to toy with her sexy breasts. You cum together. As she quivers beneath you, you search for energy you missed, cleansing a few sparks here and there.

You separate, pondering whether you should take the two million.