Mark accepts

Mark looks around nervously again. “What if someone comes in?”

“Put up a sign that says out to lunch and lock the door. I’m pretty sure no one saw me come in.”

He gets up and locks the door. “Um, are you, by the way?”

Toying with him, “Am I what?”

“Um. You know. Wearing what you sent me in the text.”

Sandra unbuttons her top and shows him the lacy bra. She then slowly hikes up her skirt, taking a lot of effort to get it past her hips to show him the stocking and matching panties. Smiling and feeling like a cock hungry slut, she walks behind his desk and gets on to her knees and crawls back into the footwell.

Mark unbuckles his belt and opens his pants before sitting down. He slowly slides up to his desk, hoping not to crush her, but she pulls him closer, trapping herself in the small place. She sucks his balls in her mouth and rolls them around with her tongue, gently stroking his quickly hardening cock with one hand as her other hand slips in her panties.

She moves to his other testicle as her fingers tease her clit, her pussy already wet from the plug being in her all morning. She let it slip from her mouth. “Are you ready?”

Mark nods and wonders if he will be able to not draw any attention to them.

Sandra licks her way from the base of his cock to the tip before winking at him. She takes a deep breath and sinks down on his cock, feeling the head slip past her lips and then rub against the roof of her mouth, touching the back of mouth and then pressing against and into her throat. Her fingers dip inside her as her nose press against his stomach.

Mark whimpers as he watches her take him all the way to the base. Her tongue dances around the shaft and it feels like her throat is massaging the head. He bites his lip as she slowly pulls back up.

Sandra would love to make this last, but she knew that they really didn’t have much time. Moaning softly around his cock, she bobs her head up and down, altering the suction and making sure that her tongue flicks against the sensitive parts.

She can feel herself getting close and works the tip as her hand slides up and down his spit covered shaft. Just as she is about to cum herself, she takes him all the way in and uses his cock to help suppress her whimpers.

The vibrations that she sends through his cock as she cums send him over the edge. He grabs her head and holds her in place as his cum shoots down her throat. He pulls his hands away quickly, but she smiles up at him, her lips still wrapped tightly around his cock.

When she can tell he is finished, she slowly slips his cocks from her mouth, sucking it clean as she does. Breathing heavily, she licks gently around the head to get the last little bits.

He rolls back to let her out, and she carefully crawls out and rests for a bit on the floor. Buttoning her shirt, she looks up at him. “Do you feel any better?”

“Yeah. so much better. Thank you.” She carefully stands, her knees and hips objecting to being in the tight space. “I’m glad that we were quiet. I don’t think we could have talked our way out of that.” She has to unzip her skirt to get it back on properly.

She leans in to him and whispers in his ear. “I had an OK orgasm too, but I really could use a nice big cock filling my needy pussy. If you want to meet up after you know how to contact me.” She quickly checks her makeup, and it doesn’t look too much like she just sucked a cock. Smiling back at him, she leaves his office.