A best blowjob

"Nice to meet you", I extended my hand. She looked at it as if it was covered in dung and made no move to reciprocate. "Look, the casting couch is just a bit of fun. All the girls are really up for it." I explained lamely.

"What?"

"Yeah. They all want a piece of me. What can I say? I'm hot!" I laughed.

"That is revolting. How deluded are you? You think you can bribe everyone into sleeping with you to keep their jobs? Well,"

I held my hand up, "I don't. They just want to! That's all".

"Everyone wants to sleep with you. Who the hell are you? Why would they want to sleep with you?"

"Because I asked nicely." I said. "You'd be surprised how persuasive that is".

"Really." she looked scornful, but although she had intended to storm out, here she stood.

"Let me show you." I said. "You're pretty and I'd like to feel your tits".

"You arrogant bastard." she snapped.

"PLEASE come over here and let me feel your tits."

"Oh. In that case," she walked carefully tomorrow, "I mean if you want to, I guess. Since you're so polite"

she stopped less than a foot in front of me. I extended my hands and took a breast in each hand through her shiny materialed top, and began gently massaging them.

"Thank you."

"I hadn't realized it was important to you. That's fine. I don't mind as long as you're polite."

"Ok, you see"? I said swirling her boobs around in a circular motion, my cock struggling in my pants to get out.

"See what?" she said, "I still think you're disgusting if you're threatening people's jobs to get them to have sex with you.

"So you wouldn't have sex with me to keep your job." I asked. "Tell me honestly please". I was curious to see if this was just bluster.

"No. Of course not. I could get other jobs. I've got 2 Freddie awards for goodness sake".

"Ok", I said. "Could you put your hand down my pants and stroke my cock please Arielle?"

"Sure", She slipped her expertly manicured hand down my waistband and clutched my erection, then began to pull on it. Her hand was the softest I had ever felt. I was sure she must employ a team of highly trained hand moisturisers. She seemed, however, to be completely unaware that she was giving me a handjob. "I mean," she continued, "I'm a highly respected broadcaster. I've had offers from other channels you know."

"Yes, I'm sure," I said, still groping her tits.

"I covered the Magowan scandal, you know. And I blew the lid on the drug racket at the college.", she went on frostily, but coaxed my cock beautifully as she did.

"Yes. I'm a huge fan of your work Arielle. I know there's much much more for you to do here."

"Huh!" she said "What are you doing!?" she snapped, as I undid my pants and started to slip them down.

I cut to the chase, "Would you PLEASE suck my cock Arielle? Please give me your best blowjob".

"All right.", she said, getting down to her knees. She pushed her smooth shiny hair behind her ears and bent over to receive my cock in her mouth, then cupped my balls as she sucked so hard her cheeks went inwards towards my shaft. It was heavenly. She provided so much suction, I felt she was going to suck my internal organs out through my cock. "When I eventually came in her mouth, I didn't need to ask her to swallow. Apparently that came with the package with her "Best blowjob".

She straightened up and began re-applying her makeup and lipstick. Always the professional.

I hit the intercom buzzer. "Vicki, please bring the 3rd batch of email prints in".