"I've got my own agenda." | (Masturbation)

You rolled from your side onto your back, pillow under your neck, still covered by the sheets. "Eh, hold on a sec Jane. I've got my own agenda today." She looked up at you puzzled for a moment, making rare eye contact as she waited for you to continue.

"Sir?" Her eyes remained locked with yours as you reached for the edge of your covers, taking a firm grip you began to peel them back. Moments later your grip tightens as you fling the sheets free from you exposing your morning erection and the rest of your nude body. Luckily these days you are on a pretty strict physical fitness routine, you know being the last guy and most important person around and all, so needless to say you were in pretty great shape. Combine all of that with the specialized vitamin and libido booster pills included in the routine, and the result is quite shocking.

After a deep, stuttered and heavy breath. "Sir would you li..." Her tongue grazed her bottom lip as her mouth almost instinctively opened, you noticed her eyes drawing a clear path of vision up and down the masterpiece that revealed itself from underneath the covers, you spoke before she could continue.

"No no, don't worry about calling someone, I know crazy right? And before you get all concerned, yes Jane, I feel well, I am healthy as ever." You spoke to her still mesmerized face in a preemptive manner to avoid her overly cautious concern. Your hand drifted to the base of your shaft.

"Uh, uhm, I... erhem." She tumbled for a moment before snapping out of her rare haze. After a quick heavy blink she was back to normal. "Sir, I am not quite sure I understand, you would prefer I *not* request someone to help you to ejaculate?" Jane really had a way with words, a real Picaso of the tongue she was. Your hand gripped and rolled at the base of your shaft, not quite stroking yet.

"Yep. I mean you could have said something like 'get you someone to fuck' or even 'get someone to have sex with' but yeah I will be opting out of any assistance *ejaculating* this morning." You had a genuine chuckle through your words as you could tell she was over-analyzing your statement. Your hand started slowly stroking your shaft. "I am just feeling sort of independent this morning that's all, sometimes you just want to get something done yourself? You of all people should get that." You smirked at your last remark, and your pace had increased during it, fully jerking yourself now while you used her as visual stimulation.

"I suppose that is an option." She retorted, you briefly caught her starting at your hand sliding over your massive rod. "Very well, lets continue with your agenda."

"Actually..." You interjected through quick breaths.

"Would you like me to call someone too... fuck you? ...Sir." You could tell that one was difficult for her to get out, but were thoroughly surprised by her having said it in the first place.

"Nope, just wondering if you wouldn't mind popping those first few buttons so I have something to look at." You kept your gaze panning up and down her body in a steady pattern.

"Well, I don't see the harm, as long as it gets us back on track. " And just like that the top few buttons which were already loaded with tension from her chest popped open exposing a incredible amount of cleavage down to about half of her bra. She also took getting back on track seriously and quickly went back to bombarding you with questions and the details about your day.

"What would you like prepared for lunch today sir?" She was back to not looking at you but the tablet.

"How about, oh I don't know, maybe some Sushi?" You mumbled your order through heavy breaths now as you pumped at your cock much harder and faster than before. The tip of your massive erection leaking and oozing generous amounts of precum.

"For your meeting with Lady President Moore, what suit would you like me to have pressed?" Your breathing must have caught her attention because she would glance up every few seconds at first your face, then your hand and cock duo. You continued to pump while looking at her standing at the side of the bed.

"Uhh... uhhmm, blue! Well, wait, no grey. Yeah, yeah grey." These questions were far to trivial for your brain to give them the processing power needed to answer them correctly, especially now since you felt the pressure building in your balls, knowing you were close to popping. You picked up the pace, priming yourself for a massive orgasm. "Hey Jane..."

She looked up. Her eyes started at your cock then grazed over your abs until finally meeting your own gaze. "Sir?"

"I'm getting pretty close here, do you think you could..."